“Horrifying, grotesque, stomach turning”

“A horror like no other. Cringed the entire time I was reading it. The way Winn paints a scene is amazingly graphic and riveting. You will find your self rubbing shadow pain from your limbs and brushing away unseen creepy crawlers as you read this.

Horrifying, grotesque, stomach turning. Another great book from Winn.”

From a new five star Amazon review for Eidolon Avenue: The First Feast.

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“ever deeper into the abyss”

“Jonathan Winn has penned a fantastic book full of sharp, stylistic darkness. EIDOLON AVENUE manages to be both literary and transgressive, drawing the reader ever deeper into the abyss. A cornucopia of horrors abound within, some subtle and many overt, but all are displayed in a manner befitting the tales.”

For more of this new five star review of Eidolon Avenue: The First Feast click here

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“This was beautiful horror”

A few choice words from a new review for Eidolon Avenue: The First Feast:

“incredibly strong…rich in emotion…soaked in Eastern Magic and ghost stories…powerful and poignant…horrific and satisfying…a visceral, visual collection…

This was beautiful horror”

You can read the entire review over here.

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The Tale of Forever Dark

As with everything I write, I set out with very specific goals when I sat down with Forever Dark, my story in Tales from the Lake, Vol. 2.

To begin with, I wanted to create an immediate experience. A continuous unfolding with the reader actively discovering the narrative landscape alongside the Main Character. Trapped in the unfamiliar, I wanted there to be a sense of displacement or occasional confusion (as there is in life) while waiting for “the next realization” to occur or “the next thing” to present itself. I wanted the Main Character and the reader to discover this new, frightening world together.

Second, I wanted the prose to veer between lyrically poetic and abruptly visceral. In Forever Dark, my goal was to weave together a shifting narrative with an unpredictable prose, keeping the reader engaged but off-balance enough to encourage them to barrel forward, paragraph after paragraph, in search of a Safe Space.

A Safe Space that might not exist.

I also wanted — and the writing of Forever Dark predated Eidolon Avenue: The First Feast as well as any knowledge there was a thing called Crystal Lake Publishing — to try my hand at something with a bit more gore. To move away from the Martuk the Holy-type of terror that lives in the dishonest safety of the imagination for the Forever Dark-type of fear that pivots around the obvious wounding of the body.

But it couldn’t be an active gore. It had to be the aftermath of an unseen event. A silent something that shadows everything, that has given birth to everything, but is never spoken of. I wanted the mysterious Hows and Whys of a mangled hand or a bleeding mouth to engage the reader’s imagination and their sense of curiosity, but not give them any answers.

At least not right away.

Finally, my goal was to move out of my comfort zone as a writer. Stretch my wings a bit and see if I could do all of the above at the high level I demand of myself.

Hopefully I did so. That Forever Dark had the great honor of placing 2nd in Crystal Lake’s contest — and thus earning a coveted spot in the Table of Contents — indicates I came closer to my goals than not.

And I hope, should you take a look (and do so knowing the process behind my writing it), that you enjoy it.

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(artwork for Forever Dark by Aaron Dries)

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violent tsunamis of bitter guilt

A peek at “The Scariest Part” for me of writing Eidolon Avenue: The First Feast.

“Click” was scary because…how can I put this? It was scary because why it was happening was coming from a mindset that could never be mine. The reasoning behind the cruelty, the quiet joy taken in it, the victim’s confusion shifting into realization and then terror, the whole thing turned my stomach. Put a lump in my throat. An insistent thump, thump, thumping in my head. Sent me to bed at night drowning in violent tsunamis of bitter guilt. I actually more than once — more than twice, to be honest — stopped midsentence, stood up and stepped outside just to get away from Apartment 1C.

Read the rest over on Nicholas Kaufman’s fantastic blog.

And Eidolon? Available now from Crystal Lake Publishing

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“in your face horror at its best”

A small snippet from a new review of Eidolon Avenue: The First Feast:

Don’t let the “Mature Content” label throw you off, this is just plain old explicit in your face horror at its best.

But go ahead and check out the full review. It’s worth it.

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Available now from Crystal Lake Publishing

“a suffocating walk with a black hood”

Another blurb for Eidolon Avenue: The First Feast from the astonishingly talented Alessandro Manzetti:

“Jonathan Winn’s Eidolon Avenue is a suffocating walk with a black hood above your face, you can only smell the fear trapped in rotten flesh, listen to the blood’s poetry and trample pulsating shreds of humanity. Even if you’re in the darkness, the pages of this book will become your new eyes. Highly Recommended.” – Alessandro Manzetti, Bram Stoker Award Nominee, Author of Eden Underground.

Available now from Crystal Lake Publishing

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“a wrench to the skull”

From another review of Eidolon Avenue: The First Feast

This is what horror should be, at least, it’s the what I like my horror to be. Not only graphic and lurid, but beautiful, jarring and unnerving as well. Weighing heavy on the mind and spirit. Violently abducting you from your safe place, shattering your comfort zone with a wrench to the skull. Applying a constant pressure on the (constantly constricting) boundaries of what is deemed socially acceptable.

This is my horror. And like a pastor in the church of horror, this is the book that I’ll be preaching to my congregation.

But there’s more! Read it here.

And then check out the book from Crystal Lake Publishing

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