Between 2009 and 2010 Dorchester imploded. It was sad news for me, as both a reader and as an emerging author hoping to one day see my work under their banner. As of this week, however, the sadness had exploded into an internet-wide fireball of rage and victimization. It seems that the new Dorchester has been screwing over their authors in an enormous case of fraud that includes a tangled web of lies and apparent theft. They've done everything in their power to squeeze every last cent out of many of their authors' work while leaving the artists high and dry. Even after some authors, like Mr. Keene, have managed to reclaim their rights from Dorchester, these scoundrels have continued to illegally sell copies of their books, books to which they have no rights. Many have been denied royalties, sometimes from the very start.
This is beyond alarming. I write largely because of the influences I have gained from many of these amazing writers. To hear of my heroes wondering if they'll be able to pay the rent because of a colossal fuck-up of this magnitude hurts my heart and seriously pisses me off.
I've never been less worried about the decision to self-publish than I am today.
So, what can I say? Support horror. Support phenomenal talents like the authors I mentioned above. But for fuck's sake, don't buy Dorchester or Leisure Books. Know where your money goes, and give it to the creators, not corporate thieves.