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The Horror and Jazz-Blues Review

The Official Website of Author Nickolas Cook

    Welcome to all who access this website.
    You are now entering a chiaroscuro world of darkness and light.
    My name is Nickolas Cook.  I live in the beautiful Southwestern desert, where I write what some might call horror, others, fantastique literature.
     I was born in 1969, in Yulee, Florida, where I lived most of my life, until I met my wife online.  I have no children (unless you count two Chinese Pugs as children- which I do).  My wife and I are avid collectors of books, movies, and music.  Just the books alone take up most of the front of our house.  Something like over 2,000 at last count.
    Yulee was a small Southern town, and I grew up way back in the woods, surrounded by nothing but family for a mile in every direction.  I was in some ways a very typical kid of the seventies.  I liked playing baseball, watching Saturday morning cartoons, reading MAD magazine, and listening to KISS.  I was lucky that I found reading at an early age.  Thanks to my great grandmother, by the time I was five I was reading by myself.  Growing up poor white trash, I didn't have a lot of friends.  Then I found the one thing that I could call my own, the thing that saved me.
    Horror.
    And it all started on the silver screen.
    When I was a kid, my parents would take me and my little brother to the movies almost every weekend.  I still remember the old Five Points Drive-In as a place of pure magic.  It smelled of stale popcorn, watered down drinks, sour beer, and dust.
    Some talk about the summer of '79 as the Summer of Fear.  I was young enough to have taken it all for granted, thinking that horror movies would always be as great as they were that summer.  It was at the Five Points that I saw the classics of my generation: Alien, Friday the 13th, Humanoids From the Deep, Dawn of the Dead and Phantasm, just to name a very few.  And eventually these films drove me to seek out horror novels.
    The summer of 1980 I picked up a dog-eared copy of Richard Laymon's "The Cellar" and it's been love ever since.  Like the first jazz album I ever heard, Miles Davis' "Kind of Blue", it whispered to my soul and made me realize that what I loved I could so as well.
    I have had a plethora of jobs over the years, including sheriff's deputy, bouncer, midnight shift disc jockey, candy maker, bagel baker, restaurant manager and chef, bartender, clothing salesman, book store manager, music store manager.  The list could go on...but I won't.  If we meet, I will give you the whole list.  Just ask me.
    But enough about me.
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