Ten years ago, Gateways to Abomination was quietly released, a self-published title by a previously unpublished author. Slowly it began to make its way onto the bookshelves of readers of horror and the weird. Today it stands as Matthew M. Bartlett's most popular title, with two limited hardcover collector's editions and a sequel, Creeping Waves. This new 10th anniversary edition adds several new stories, some additional episodes of Uncle Red Reads To-Day's News, a foreword by John Langan (The Fisherman), and a previously unpublished afterword by Jon Padgett (The Secret of Ventriloquism). Bizarre radio broadcasts luring dissolute souls into the dark woods of Western Massachusetts. Sinister old men in topcoats gathered at corners and in playgrounds. A long-dead sorcerer returning to obscene life in the form of an old buck goat. Welcome to Leeds, Massachusetts, where the drowned walk, where winged leeches blast angry static, where black magic casts a shadow over a cringing populace. You've tuned in to WXXT. The fracture in the stanchion. The drop of blood in your morning milk. The viper in the veins of the Pioneer Valley.
Ten years ago, Gateways to Abomination was quietly released, a self-published title by a previously unpublished author. Slowly it began to make its way onto the bookshelves of readers of horror and the weird. Today it stands as Matthew M. Bartlett's most popular title, with two limited hardcover collector's editions and a sequel, Creeping Waves. This new 10th anniversary edition adds several new stories, some additional episodes of Uncle Red Reads To-Day's News, a foreword by John Langan (The Fisherman), and a previously unpublished afterword by Jon Padgett (The Secret of Ventriloquism). Bizarre radio broadcasts luring dissolute souls into the dark woods of Western Massachusetts. Sinister old men in topcoats gathered at corners and in playgrounds. A long-dead sorcerer returning to obscene life in the form of an old buck goat. Welcome to Leeds, Massachusetts, where the drowned walk, where winged leeches blast angry static, where black magic casts a shadow over a cringing populace. You've tuned in to WXXT. The fracture in the stanchion. The drop of blood in your morning milk. The viper in the veins of the Pioneer Valley.
