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This is a promo tease for the upcoming Cosmic Horrors project, in which I attempt to narrate some of my story “Assault at Innsmouth” with music by KLOOB and created by Raffaele Pezzella (SONOLYGIST), for Eighth Tower Records.

https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=42GHtsxRoSw&fbclid=IwAR2niut86orG2GhBZd_wki32vrc9jQf7RiIlbYEwU4xvSPvEFXs9jgnJruE

ichard Alan Scott has labored for a half-century in The Arts. In a concurrent career, he has worked as Direct Care and Administration in Human Services with children, teens and developmentally disabled adults. He is the school recipient of the Congressman’s Medal of Merit and the American College Theater Award of Excellence for Acting, presented him at The Kennedy Center in Washington, D.C. He worked for a decade as an Actor under Robert J. Colonna at The Rhode Island Shakespeare Theater and as Actor and Stage Manager under Adrian Hall and Richard Jenkins at the Tony-winning professional Providence company; Trinity Rep. He is a thirty-year member of the Actors Equity Association, as well as a fifteen year member of the New England Horror Writers. He has been a writing member of the acclaimed RI Writers Circle and the Newport Round Table. As a writer he has studied under Christopher Golden and James A. Moore at River City Writers and at Boston’s Grub Street. His work has appeared in Premiere Magazine, Shroud: The National Journal of Dark Fiction and Art, and Albedo One: Ireland’s top genre magazine, as well as the anthology Walls and Bridges edited by Mark Ellis and Melissa Martin-Ellis. He is part of the Labyrinth Project Creators Journal at the Immortal Artist Website and will be featured in a Dark Audio Project at Eighth Tower Records. He has finished two novels that are being promoted to agents and he lives in rural Rhode Island.

have been invited to participate in the writing of a Creator’s Journal as part of The Labyrinth Project over at the website of a talented Dark Artist, Grey Cross, out of New Orleans. I will periodically make new entries to my journal; visiting and reading will also afford you the opportunity to explore Grey’s body of work as well as those of the other Creatives involved. This is a unique opportunity to tell you what goes on in my mind and my heart as I pursue my craft of Fiction Writing. Go here and enjoy:

https://blog.immortalartist.com/2020/05/richardalanscott.html

am on the ground floor of a project coming out of Italy, which will involve the merging of dark fiction with dark audio soundscapes. My story “Assault at Innsmouth” and the work of many other great writers will be involved. This will encompass a print and digital anthology of Cosmic Horrors, as well as an audio book of the works professionally linked with background ambiance. From there who knows where it can lead. All of this through the auspices of Raffaele Pezzella (Sonolygist) at Eighth Tower Records. Go here and listen for an example of the sound work:

https://eighthtowerrecords.bandcamp.com/album/in-tenebris-scriptus-a-dark-aural-tribute-to-h-p-lovecraft

 

BOOK OF SHADOWS

 

hen I was 7 years old, in 1964, my family was able to move out of the projects into a mystical old house. Mr. Davies, the previous occupant, left many wonderful things behind. It had a diamond-shaped stained glass window, a roll top desk full of cubbies, a library full of old tomes, secret compartments in the closets and cellar, drawers full of parts and gizmos, ancient newspapers in the attic, old baseball bats and gloves, a player piano, and what looked like an Exorcist’s portable ritual box in the basement. Most importantly, there was a fabulous metal typewriter that sat on a high, rolling iron stand with wheel-locking pedals. I wrote my first story, The Zany Zoo Lion by Richard Alan Scott, about a lion that escapes the zoo only to join a circus, the day after we moved in. I’ve been writing and scheming ever since. For years, I’d spend hours shooting hoops in my backyard, daydreaming about my next movie or novel. If a neighborhood playmate happened along to join me while in this zone, I was thoroughly disappointed to have to begrudgingly end my reverie. View full article »


On May 10th, 2011 at 11:00 p.m. I typed “The End” on the manuscript for my first novel, currently entitled, THE SHIFT.  In many ways, this work was over 30 years in the making.  Following are thoughts on my first foray into the (extra) long-form narrative:

heer terror.  That is what prevented me from attempting to write a novel until I made it past the golden age of fifty.  Although I had been a die-hard reader since childhood, a movie fanatic since what has seemed like fetal-hood and a would-be writer since the age of seven, I could never quite bring myself to take on the novel.  Yes, I was well aware of the dramatic form, particularly after a thirty-year career in the theater as an actor and stage manager, and especially after watching what must be well above five thousand movies in theaters and on television during my half century of life.  Surely I had more than a passing understanding of what it took to formulate a long, three-act literary piece complete with, as Aristotle advised:  plot, character, meaning and spectacle.

As much as I’ve been a man of ideas since back in the day, I could never wrap my mind around fulfilling an entire breakdown of chapters and scenes.  It was simply too massive an order, and I was not confident enough in my abilities as a writer to believe that I could come up with that much step-by-step material.

I had a recurring dream in college, circa 1977, that forever haunted me. View full article »

THE KEENING MAN was finally released as a Kindle e-book during Saint Patrick’s week in both the UK and the United States.  This entertaining chapbook contains both the title story, concerning the legendary Irish apparition known as the Banshee haunting a couple of visiting American lads, as well as the Science Fiction invasion story, TUESDAY NIGHT’S PICK.

This second offering takes place during the late shift at an isolated Massachusetts distribution plant, as a lonely worker discovers that View full article »

THE KEENING MAN Book Cover illustration by Neil Jackson!

The Keening Man, will be released in Winter 2010-11 by Ghostwriter Publications as part of their popular Penny Dreadful chapbooks.  A creepy modern Irish tale of the Banshee, the spirit whose mournful cries can be heard when death is in the air.  The volume will also contain Richard’s take on a Science Fiction invasion story, Tuesday Night’s Pick. Read excerpt here.

At age twenty-one, Rhode Island’s most famous master of the macabre, H. P. Lovecraft, was a high school drop-out; an awkward and emotionally crippled shut-in who wrote all night and slept by day.  His only pleasures came from weaving his own bizarre, fledgling stories and composing his science column for The Providence Journal.  A request to edit a U.S. edition of Bram Stoker’s Dracula emboldens him to investigate Rhode Island’s own vampire legend, Mercy Brown, resulting in a showdown that would forever change the literature of horror!


s he reversed the car, I couldn’t help but look back at the pitch black graveyard.  There was a round, blue orb of light hovering over the area where Mercy Brown was buried.  I didn’t bother alerting Bernie to its presence.  I knew it was there expressly for me.

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On the ride home, even after I’d calmed, I could not shake the distinct feeling that we were being followed.  There wasn’t another soul on the road, and I felt silly as I looked behind us for the fifth time. View full article »

An American businessman’s best friend tags along for an assignment in Ireland, where he encounters a legendary, frightening Banshee.

hey settled into the little cottage the first day.  Todd had company on the second; Billy already had to report to work.  Barclay Fowler, renter of houses and used furniture, was the contact for Todd in Clare, and quite the character.

He was a short, cheerful Irishman with light curly hair and gold spectacles.  He was talking to Todd and fixing a small problem with the peat stove, while, of course, enjoying a few cans of stout.  Annie O’Halloran, a short, cheerful Irishwoman with light curly hair, whom Billy had employed as sometime housekeeper, was also there.  Her 12-year-old boy Shane accompanied her, and Todd let him use his handheld video game.  Annie was busy washing and hanging curtains while the pack of them had a breezy exchange. View full article »