Walking to the lift was too liberating for me to class it as running away. I didn’t know that I was heading into a trap until the doors closed behind us. We were alone, with only the hum of the fluroescents overhead and the tick of the floor-counter to break the silence.
With winter properly in motion, my brain feels better adjusted. There’s just something about the chill in the air, the rustle of leaves on my driveway, and the warmth of my coffee that makes me feel more secure. I know a lot of people get ‘winter blues’. But this is my equilibrium. My optimum environment.
I feel like my old self again.
The first book that Perth-based author Anthony Paul Ferguson wrote was on Australian serial killers; a topic which has lead us into an interesting chat about what makes serial killers so interesting as fodder for fiction. He is a judge of renowned taste, having JUDGED the AHWA awards 2015 and the Australian Shadows 2016. With an arsenal of short stories under his belt across Australia, the UK, and the US, Anthony’s expertise in the horror genre makes him the perfect candidate to present his thoughts on how serial killers translate into the genre of horror fiction.