About the Author
Author Dorian Edgerly
Dorian Edgerly writes science fiction, dark fantasy, horror, and suspense.
He was raised just south of Boston in the heart of the infamous “Bridgewater Triangle,” where “true” accounts of ghosts, monsters, UFOs, disappearances, and other New England weirdness were ubiquitous. Growing up there, surrounded by people who loved passing those stories on, had a way of making every dark road, lonely stretch of woods, and abandoned building look like it was hiding something outside our realm of understanding.
Dorian grew up surrounded by books, both his own, those he pulled from the school and public libraries, and those his parents were reading at any given time. The vast majority consisted of worn-out science-fiction, fantasy, and horror paperbacks of the ’70s, ’80s and ’90s, with some ’50s classics thrown in for good measure. For many years, the thought of a book about real things seemed preposterous.
Halloween was another big-time event. It was treated less like a commercial holiday and more like a religious observation of spooky tales and grotesque rubber kitsch. The whole family eventually went from visiting regional haunts to working in one, spending October nights in the brisk New England woods, dressed in homemade costumes, spattered with fake blood, and brandishing plastic cleavers and a very real ’70s-model Stihl chainsaw.
All that love for aliens, other worlds, ghosts, witches, and monsters has stuck around, and you’ll find it all in Dorian’s writing.
Before turning seriously to fiction, Dorian served in the Air Force Reserve, attended art school, and spent several years as the frontman of a rock band playing all over New England. He now lives in Central Florida, where most of his creative energy goes into making up wild and unpleasant things for fictional people to face down, usually underpowered and outmatched.
His work blends atmosphere, cosmic weirdness, dark humor, and a fascination with grounded, flawed people taking on things much bigger — and usually much worse — than themselves.
When he isn’t writing, he’s usually reading, playing guitar, working out, meandering through a used bookstore, or playing survival-horror and soulslike games.
He writes for anyone who wonders what’s waiting in the dark, hidden from sight, or what's lurking beyond the edges of our solar system, hidden from our scanners, and what happens when we seek those things out... and find them.
They appear without warning. Pale. Motionless. Watching through featureless faces. Sophia Landry calls them the plain people, and ever since her mother’s mysterious drowning, they’ve been showing up in the dark corners of Sophie’s world. Her father can’t see them. Her teachers don’t believe her. Everyone thinks it’s just Sophie’s grief manifesting itself.
But one man is starting to understand.
Dr. Simon Reed was trained to find psychological patterns, not monsters. But something about the girl’s story — and the sordid history of Lake Saugus — keeps pulling him deeper. And the deeper he digs, the more he dreams of black, frigid waters, and of the whispering, ancient evil that sleeps under the silt of the lake’s floor.