6/26/2023 0 Comments The Light at the End by John SkippTheir next book, Dead Lines, was just as good. I had no idea at the time, but it was not a successful one. Apparently the publisher, Bantam Books, dumped Dead Lines with little or no promotion. It came out and one day on my weekly visit to the WaldenBooks in the mall across the street from my house, I made a beeline to the horror section. I saw Dead Lines on the shelf, and I reached for it like a drowning man grabbing a life preserver. I read Dead Lines, loved it, and anxiously awaited another book from John Skipp and Craig Spector. Skipp and Spector called it quits a few years after that. They had had a meteoric rise to fame and I guess personal shit came between them. It was like the breakup of a favorite rock band, and these guys were rock stars to horror fans like me. I later met both John Skipp and Craig Spector. They say you shouldn’t meet your heroes, but I’ve had pretty good luck in that regard. John and Craig have both been very cool with me. The fondest dream of many people would be to get high with John Lennon. Smoking a joint with John Skipp was even more of a thrill for me. I’ve partied with these guys, worked on projects with them, laughed, and been privileged to know them both.
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