Sometimes the inspiration for a story doesn’t come from a what-if, or an old magazine, or any of the normal sources (at least the normal ones for me)  Sometimes it’s just a single image, or an object, that I can’t clear out of my mind…when that happens, I write stories like The Whirling Man.

I wrote this story for an anthology about art and horror.  I have no idea why it didn’t end up in that book.  There was another book like that - HWA’s DARK ARTS - and I was in that, but it was a different story.  This one popped into my head pretty much full blown, and it’s strange.  A lot of my stories tend to take a sort of literary high-road into the surreal.  I’ve found that these are the stories that leave an impression on readers the longest, but also the stories that people either hate, or love - no in between.

There’s a short bit of backstory here: THE WHIRLING MAN - as well as a short EXCERPT.

Enjoy!

-DNW