Author Archives: Robert Liparulo

Drones are the New Dracula

I like the horror genre: the way it engages readers and often uses metaphor to address real-world issues. The genre-box into which most reviewers lump my stories is “high-tech thriller,” but that doesn’t mean they’re not also “horror.” Horror has its roots in ancient feelings and is one of those fight-or-flight jump-starters credited with survival of our species. As such, the term “horror” tends to conjure images of old houses, misty woods, graveyards, and ghosts—not so much high-tech gadgetry (with apologies to Cabin in the Continue reading →

Fantasy—Ripped From the Headlines

I like stories that surprise me, show me things I’ve never seen before, and get me playing make-believe like I haven’t done since selling my G.I. Joes and Legos at a garage sale. Few tales are as make-believe (or as fun) as fantasy fiction—from the “light fantasy” of alternate histories and time travel to the hardcore stuff involving space odysseys and dragons. Trouble is, I’m a skeptic, a hard sell. For a story to grab me, no matter how far-fetched it’s supposed to be, I Continue reading →

The Devil You Know

Wanna know why I like grilled cheese sandwiches? OK, probably not, but the answer is the same as why I write scary stories: I don’t know. I just do. I love scary stories—thrillers, horror—and always have: • The first book I remember truly loving as a child: Maurice Sendak’s Where the Wild Things Are; • The first full-length book I ever read: Washington Irving’s The Legend Of Sleepy Hollow; • The book that made me want to be a novelist (when I was 12): I Continue reading →

The Soundtrack of Suspense: How Music Influences My Words

Pace. Rhythm. Tension. It’s no coincidence these terms describe both stories and music. In fact, for me, music has always helped me create stories. When someone mentions a favorite scene from one of my novels, more often than not, I immediately remember the music that was playing in my headphones when I wrote it: Olaf’s attack on Brady and his son in Comes a Horseman (“Elk Hunt” from Last of the Mohicans); Stephen’s confrontation with the killer Atropos in Germ (“The Battle” from Gladiator); Hutch’s apprehensive Continue reading →