Well, boils and ghouls, it's hard to believe but your little old horror webzine is now three years old! You may be interested in how HORROR-WOOD came to be...if so, please read on (and forgive the interviewer) as we explore...
By JOHN-JOHN I was visiting Uncle Renfield, asking him about a movie I heard of called Attack Of The Killer Bimbos, and he told me to get lost like he always does, and then his phone rang and some guy named Skull (or what it Skal?) was calling to say he couldn't interview Uncle Renfield cause he had to interview someone a lot more important (who isn't?). So Uncle Renfield asked me to do the interview and after two Giant Slurpees and a corn dog, I said okay. So I asked him some questions. I wasn't sure what I was asking about but that's okay cause Uncle Renfield wasn't sure about that he was talking about, I think. Anyway, here it is. And to that dumb old Roxie Fisher--see, I told you I did an interview. So there! HORROR-WOOD: So what am I sposed to ask you, Uncle Renfield? UNCLE RENFIELD (sighs): About HORROR-WOOD, you little... HW: Don't say it, or I'll go home right now! UR: All right! Just ask me about HORROR-WOOD. HW: What about HORROR-WOOD? UR: You could ask me about how it started. HW: I could go for another corn dogs, Uncle Renfield. UR: After the interview! HW: Okay. How did HORROR-WOOD get started? UR: Well, back in October 1997, the Internet was a horror wasteland. There were many horror film magazines on the racks in the bookstore, but none in cyberspace. So I...John-John, stop scratching yourself and write all this down...
HW: Okay, okay. UR: Where was I? Oh, yes...so I decided the launch an Internet magazine, or "webzine" to be published monthly concerning classic and cult horror films. and...what's the matter? HW: You told Dad you started HORROR-WOOD to help that Rondo guy tell people about that Monster Bash thing and it just got away from you. UR: Well, yeah, that too. HW: Dad says it beats working for a living, too. UR (raises fist): Speaking about beating... HW: Uhhh...go on, Uncle Renfield... UR: Okay, well, there was good response to the idea of a monthly horror webzine. Amazing response. My ISP told me to beat it because of all the traffic... HW: ISP? UR: Internet Service Provider. The ones who sell you space on the Web. HW: Oh. UR: So I found another ISP, got my own virtual domain, and published HORROR-WOOD in earnest. HW: Who? UR: Never mind, John-John. HW: Then what? UR: These are great questions, John-John... HW: Thanks! UR (sighs again): Then what...well, we were fortunate to get in contact some great writers, some of who write for a living and some who don't, to do articles for us...we won some awards, thanks to them...we get around 150,000 hits a month...some folks have told us we're one of the longest-running continuously monthly published zines on the Net...companies have inquired about partnering with us and/or outright buying us... HW: Sell! UR: Thanks for the advice...not! HW: No one says that anymore, Uncle Renfield. UR: You want that corn dog, don't you? HW: Uh-huh. UR: Then let me finish...anyway, we have entered the new millennium as the premier classic horror movie webzine on the Net and we look forward to bigger and better things and even some changes. One thing won't change, though: HORROR-WOOD will remain a webzine by fans for fans. Fans will write for it, for other fans to read. That way, we'll always feature material that horror fans are interested in, and not just material to satisfy someone's obsession with arcane information. HORROR-WOOD will always be a fan's fanzine. And we'll continue to cover the great, classic and classic/cult horror and monster films. HW: Arcane? UR: It's a word, John-John. Look it up. HW: Forget it! Are we done now? Tenchi's gonna be on TV real soon. UR (sighs yet again): I suppose so. HW: After all that, I want two corn dogs. Well, we hope this has helped answer any questions you may have had about the genesis of HORROR-WOOD. It just goes to show what one can do with a computer, lots of wonderful and talented writers, and two corn dogs. Cheers! Article copyright © John-John (even if he doesn't know exactly what that means) |
