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Haunted by Amelia Dyer’s ghost…

young Amelia Dyer

Young Amelia Dyer

… well, at least that’s what it feels like!  In the past 10 months I’ve learnt a lot of new tricks and techniques about illustrating in 3D.  These have given me a few thoughts about my Amelia Dyer illustrations. Looking at them now, just over a year after completing them, they look a bit amateurish and flat.

So I now have this little nagging voice in my head saying I should redo them all, and start working on the 2nd edition of my horror story. The Amelia Dyer story is my most successful picture book in terms of sales so I feel obliged to improve on the illustrations in the book.   

I’m currently working on my third children’s book so this must be prioritised.  Once I’ve completed that, rather than start on a new original story, I will go back to my Amelia Dyer’s illustrations. Although it feels like the work is never ending, I’m pretty much looking forward to revising and improving the illustrations.

It feels like I can’t escape the ghost of Amelia Dyer.  It’s forever drawing me back; it’s the Amelia Dyer curse!

Amelia Dyer's ghost

Amelia Dyer’s ghost

 

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Nostalgia and Comics

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If you’re ever in Birmingham and love comics, then you must visit “Nostalgia and Comics”.  It’s been around since 1977 and is one of the oldest comic book stores in the UK.

It’s a stunning shop with a huge stock range and lots, and lots, of graphic comics and novels. This bookstore is so cool they even have a small press section where they sell small press/self-published books at no extra cost. Yes, they’re that awesome; they associate themselves and support us cool independent authors. And guess whose picture book they currently have in stock … mine of course 🙂

This is the manager, Dave Hopkins, of Nostalgia and Comics holding a copy of my book: “Amelia Dyer, a Victorian Tale of Horror”

Dave Hopkins, the manager of Nostalgia and Comics holding a copy of my book: “Amelia Dyer, a Victorian Tale of Horror”

Bookshelf after bookshelf crammed with comics, graphic novels; a wonderful and exciting maze of comic heaven!

Bookshelf after bookshelf crammed with comics and graphic novels; a wonderful and exciting maze of comic heaven!

the awesome & friendly Ryan outside Nostalgia.

Ryan outside Nostalgia.

If you would like to find out more about Nostalgia then please visit their Facebook page and their twitter account.

Amelia Dyer, a Victorian Tale of Horror (part 5/5)

Wow, time really does fly. When I started posting my Amelia Dyer story on this blog, I imagined I would do it over a couple of weeks. However, it’s been such an incredibly busy summer for me, I haven’t really had the opportunity to log on as often as I had intended. It’s taken me over two months to post the whole story but here’s the last instalment. Enjoy!

Note: Amelia Dyer is part of my Horror Vault stories and is NOT suitable for younger readers. The story contains no strong language but has occasionally some gory moments.

Proceed with caution… part 5/5

Whilst packing her bags, she had a premonition:  Dressed in rags, it was a child's apparition. It hobbled towards her as she stood in shock. Turning to the window, she let out a squawk.

Whilst packing her bags, she had a premonition:
Dressed in rags, it was a child’s apparition.
It hobbled towards her as she stood in shock.
Turning to the window, she let out a squawk.

The bodies were crawling out of the dirt, First an arm, then a head, and next a tattered shirt. The children were back, back from the dead. Their eyes full of hate, they filled her with dread.

The bodies were crawling out of the dirt,
First an arm, then a head, and next a tattered shirt.
The children were back, back from the dead.
Their eyes full of hate, they filled her with dread.

They grabbed her and dragged her out to the garden. She begged them for mercy. She begged them for pardon. But the dead don't listen. They can't speak or hear. Her time was up, and she trembled with fear.

They grabbed her and dragged her out to the garden.
She begged them for mercy. She begged them for pardon.
But the dead don’t listen. They can’t speak or hear.
Her time was up, and she trembled with fear.

Her victims demanded violent retribution. Amelia’s death was a gruesome execution. But according to legend, her soul was so foul It fled from hell and spends nights on the prowl.

Her victims demanded violent retribution.
Amelia’s death was a gruesome execution.
But according to legend, her soul was so foul
It fled from hell and spends nights on the prowl.

So beware, beware, before going to bed – Amelia is back. Yes, she's back from the dead. Feeding on children just like you. You better watch out, or she might eat you too!

So beware, beware, before going to bed –
Amelia is back. Yes, she’s back from the dead.
Feeding on children just like you.
You better watch out, or she might eat you too!

Read Part 1 here

Read Part 2 here

Read Part 3 here

Read Part 4 here

Click here to read more about Amelia

Amelia Dyer, a Victorian Tale of Horror (part 4/5)

Note: Amelia Dyer is part of my Horror Vault stories and is NOT suitable for younger readers. The story contains no strong language but has occasionally some gory moments.

Proceed with caution… part 4/5

For years, Amelia cooked up baby flesh with flair. Her gastronomic venture was a winning affair. People came from all around to try the carte du jour. "This meat's so soft and tender!" "You should try the confiture!"

For years, Amelia cooked up baby flesh with flair.
Her gastronomic venture was a winning affair.
People came from all around to try the carte du jour.
“This meat’s so soft and tender!” “You should try the confiture!”

Until one night at dinner, there came an awful scream. Did someone have a heart attack? It was that extreme. "There's a hand on my plate," a young man blurted out, “Served with some carrots and just one Brussels sprout.”

Until one night at dinner, there came an awful scream.
Did someone have a heart attack? It was that extreme.
“There’s a hand on my plate,” a young man blurted out,
“Served with some carrots and just one Brussels sprout.”

The diners crowded round the abhorrent preparation, Then rushed into the kitchen to demand an explanation. They couldn’t believe their eyes when they spotted Bloody walls, severed limbs, and infants half-rotted.

The diners crowded round the abhorrent preparation,
Then rushed into the kitchen to demand an explanation.
They couldn’t believe their eyes when they spotted
Bloody walls, severed limbs, and infants half-rotted.

The women all fainted and fell to the floor, While the men all heaved at the sight of gore. Their disgust and terror was palpable On finding out they’d become cannibals.

The women all fainted and fell to the floor,
While the men all heaved at the sight of gore.
Their disgust and terror was palpable
On finding out they’d become cannibals.

But wily Amelia refused to get caught. She picked up her knives and her patrons she slaught. Knowing her days in Bristol were over, She started to plan a new life in Dover.

But wily Amelia refused to get caught.
She picked up her knives and her patrons she slaught.
Knowing her days in Bristol were over,
She started to plan a new life in Dover.

Read Part 5 here

Read Part 1 here

Read Part 2 here

Read Part 3 here

Click here to read more about Amelia

Amelia Dyer, a Victorian Tale of Horror (part 3/5)

Note: Amelia Dyer is part of my Horror Vault stories and is NOT suitable for younger readers. The story contains no strong language but has occasionally some gory moments.

Proceed with caution… part 3/5

"Please take my child!" cried a mother in despair, Leaving little Doris, the result of an affair. Farming children became Amelia's trade Prospering from the pain of the women she betrayed.

“Please take my child!” cried a mother in despair,
Leaving little Doris, the result of an affair.
Farming children became Amelia’s trade
Prospering from the pain of the women she betrayed.

And so Amelia gained a saintly reputation Amongst unwed mothers afraid of defamation.  Desperate and poor, they flocked around her house, Giving up their bastards so they could court a spouse.

And so Amelia gained a saintly reputation
Amongst unwed mothers afraid of defamation.
Desperate and poor, they flocked around her house,
Giving up their bastards so they could court a spouse.

But looking after children was a dreary proposition. Amelia let them starve and they died of malnutrition.  She hid their little bodies wherever there was space, Cabinets full of babies, gone without a trace.

But looking after children was a dreary proposition.
Amelia let them starve and they died of malnutrition.
She hid their little bodies wherever there was space,
Cabinets full of babies, gone without a trace.

But the stench of rotting children was causing air pollution. Afraid of getting caught, Amelia thought of a solution.  "I'll start up a café and serve the dead as pork and game.  I'll call it ‘The Crying Baby.’ Now there's a fitting name!”

But the stench of rotting children was causing air pollution. Afraid of getting caught, Amelia thought of a solution. “I’ll start up a café and serve the dead as pork and game. I’ll call it ‘The Crying Baby.’ Now there’s a fitting name!”  

Read Part 4 here

Read Part 1 here

Read Part 2 here

Click here to read more about Amelia

Amelia Dyer, a Victorian Tale of Horror (part 2/5)

Please note: Amelia Dyer is part of my Horror Vault stories and is NOT suitable for younger readers. The story contains no strong language but has occasionally some gory moments.

Proceed with caution… part 2/5

And then one day in 1848, Amelia Dyer sealed her mother's fate. Locked in the basement, she let out a scream As the rats surrounded her, their eyes agleam.

And then one day in 1848,
Amelia Dyer sealed her mother’s fate.
Locked in the basement, she let out a scream
As the rats surrounded her, their eyes agleam.

In a minute or two, the beasts were upon her And Amelia’s mother knew she was a goner. She made a tasty meal for those starving rats, So much better than rotting kitchen scraps.

In a minute or two, the beasts were upon her
And Amelia’s mother knew she was a goner.
She made a tasty meal for those starving rats,
So much better than rotting kitchen scraps.

Soon, Amelia's brothers suffered their demise. Filling the room with their blood and their cries, She put them through a mincer and served them on a plate. Amelia's thirst for murder was impossible to sate.

Soon, Amelia’s brothers suffered their demise.
Filling the room with their blood and their cries,
She put them through a mincer and served them on a plate.
Amelia’s thirst for murder was impossible to sate.

Forced to earn a living, Amelia had a plan. She turned to baby farming. The horror soon began. Knock, knock, knock! "There's someone at the door!" Just outside, she found a baby on the floor.  To be continued….. Read Part 1  Click here to read more about Amelia  http://www.gustavoolivo.co.uk/amelia-dyer-a-victorian-tale-of-horror.html

Forced to earn a living, Amelia had a plan.
She turned to baby farming. The horror soon began.
Knock, knock, knock! “There’s someone at the door!”
Just outside, she found a baby on the floor.

Read Part 3 here

Read Part 1 here

Click here to read more about Amelia

It’s heeeeere!

My horror story picture book has finally arrived! You can buy the print copy directly from my website or you can get the Kindle eBook version from amazon. Ooooor you can read it here, on this blog, for free, shortly!

Book Cover

Book Cover

Based on a true story...

Based on a true story…

Amelia Dyer, a Victorian Tale of Horror – book trailer

Here’s the book trailer for my Amelia Dyer picture book.

Note: the book is part of my horror vault stories and is unsuitable for young people.

Book Trailer – snapshot

They say Book trailers are a brilliant way to bring books to life… and it’s true, but boy are they time consuming to create or what! Here’s a snapshot of the trailer I’m currently working on. Hopefully it will be ready by the time my book  gets published, which should be in a couple of weeks from today if everything goes according to plan!

Amelia Dyer book trailer snapshot

Amelia Dyer book trailer snapshot

Final Book Covers

So this is what the finalised front and back cover of the Amelia Dyer picture book looks like. I wasn’t sure whether a typographic book cover would work on a picture book, but I’m pretty happy with the design so I have decided that, yes, it does work and I’m keeping it 🙂

Below are the final copies.

Amelia Dyer front cover

Amelia Dyer front cover

amelia dyer a victorian tale of horror backcover

Amelia Dyer back cover

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