"'So you really think you're man enough to join me? Well, I better get this nightmare underway...'- Andromeda Strange, Slaughter Disc"
Remembering Jody Scott
A short while ago, a woman named Jody Scott passed away. She was an author. It's difficult to find out too much about Jody, because hardly anybody knows who she was. If you click her website and read her biography, you'll probably come away confused. She starts to tell us a bit about herself, and then wants you to send her a personal check (laughing). She tells us that it's unfair that Stephen King is loaded and she's not. Then she tells us a little bit more, and again asks for money. Oh well, just one more strange middle aged woman with a blog, right?
It's not until you read her two main novels, Passing for Human (1977) and I, Vampire (1984) that you learn that Jody Scott was a literary genius of the highest order. Her lesbian/horror/ bizarro prose was ahead of its time. William Burroughs wrote her fan mail. Her books are out of print, but you can buy them used off Amazon pretty cheap. Check out her website and read her musings, just things she did that day or her opinions on society. This unsung maverick of underground horror deserves to be acknolwedged. You can also read the first chapters of each of her novels on the site. I read I, Vampire a bit at work today and got kinda choked up by the pitch perfect prose.

