September 29, 2020

About

Shadow: feline helper, cat fantastic
This is Shadow, the official mascot of Realms of Night. Here he is “helping” with the scanning. If I’m ever at a loss as to what should be scanned next, Shadow knows.

Realms of Night is a side project of author Christopher Fulbright. That’s me. I write stories and collect stuff. Mostly books.

A lot of books.

My long-suffering wife, author Angeline Hawkes, has been known to tell the kids, “If there’s an earthquake, look for me under the Richard Laymon section.”

Family visits to our old house resulted in looks of disbelief when someone wandered into the master bedroom, a.k.a. the Vault of Horror, or upstairs where the floor-to-ceiling shelves made up the Wall of Mystery.  We have moved since I started the site, so most of the collection is now contained in the living room and my den, but it’s grown. This is no casual hobby — this is the result of a lifelong commitment to scary stuff on the printed page.

I spent over 30 years writing fiction, both on my own and with Angeline. We had some moderate success, depending on your perspective, but ultimately we chose to shut things down and focus on our children and family for a while. I intend to get back to writing fiction at some point, but I began work on a Master of Science in English from Texas A&M University in Commerce recently, chipping slowly away at the total credit hours required. All of that plus a full time job doesn’t leave much spare time, but I still get back to the site now and then. Of course, I still love hunting in bookstores, finding and reading these dark treasures.

Outside of my family, people who’ve seen my library can be counted on one hand, and even then, they’ve never taken time to look at everything.  The hardcovers, the paperbacks, the magazines, the pulps. Never enough time. So, Realms of Night is intended as a cover art gallery. This will always be a work in progress. It started as a gallery for the book collection — it might expand into something more. Movies? Maybe. Toys? Got ’em. Time will tell.

No matter where the tentacles of this beast eventually end up, it should be fun. Pull up a chair. Take your time. Venture into the Realms of Night.