From one of the UK's darkest horror authors comes a new story to further push the boundaries... They keep calling me sick. At first I found it funny and thought them to be delicate little flowers but the more people said it - the more I started to worry that they were right. I have dark thoughts but I can't recall whether they came before the constant name-calling or after. Is the darkness brewing within me there because they put it there? Or did they see something I - until now - had never seen for myself? Regardless, they keep calling me "Sick" so I might as well stop lying to myself... I might as well be the man they're accusing me of being... To hell with the consequences.
Author
Biography MATT SHAW was born, quite by accident (his mother tripped, he shot out) September 30th 1980 in Winchester hospital where he was immediately placed on the baby ward and EBay. Some twelve years later (wandering the corridors of the hospital and playing with road kill when he was on day release), the listing closed and he remained unsold, he was booted out of the hospital to start his life as a writer and hobbit – beginning with writing screenplays and short stories for his own amusement before finally getting published when he was twenty-seven years and forty-five seconds old. Once Published weekly in a lad's magazine with his photography work, Matt Shaw is also a published author and cartoonist. Has to be said, can be a bit of a flirt and definitely, without a shadow of a doubt, somewhat of a klutz. Favourite books "Roald Dahl's Collection of Short Stories" Tim Burton's Melancholy Death of Oyster Boy Anything, really, written by himself. Because he is that good.
