Also by this author: In Hell, House of Allure11:34 is a horror compilation featuring 1 novel, 1 novella, 3 novelettes, and 4 short stories that will lead you through dark passageways of horror, dread, and suspense into worlds where not every question is answered and not every answer is what you want it to be. If you discover what happens at 11:34, you might wish you hadn't.
11:34 is a collection of short stories, novellas, and one full-length story. There is a variety of themes and genres that spans from horror to futuristic sci-fi to speculative fiction. The variety of subjects in this book make it perfect for anyone who is looking for a taste of something different.
This review is written based on the fact that I am primarily a horror and paranormal fan. I’m not big into sci-fi or anything futuristic. Which turns out to be ironic because my favorite story in 11:34 is House of Allure, which is very much futuristic sci-fi. My other favorite is Darker which is about an old man who goes fishing and starts catching body parts.
Despite the fact that about half of the stories in this book where not of my normal genre, I did enjoy them. The brought me out of my comfort zone as a reader and kept me entertained enough to continue reading each one. The writing is solid and the stories are unpredictable.
I would recommend this book to anyone looking for a variety of stories that span multiple genres. Some are quick easy reads, others may take a day or 2, but all are enjoyable.
About L. Marshall James
L. Marshall James hails from northwest rural Pennsylvania, where he ran around barefoot and played 8-bit Nintendo when he wasn't playing with tar in the middle of the road. After a subpar high school performance, he obtained an associate's degree in information technology before realizing a powerful disdain for office jobs. Nonetheless, he worked in the IT field for over six years before calling it quits and joining his girlfriend in Southeast Asia for a traveling foray that lasted almost two years. He returned home just in time for Thanksgiving. Surprisingly enough, his family still loved him. At the time of publication, L. Marshall James is essentially a bum with no job and no permanent home. He would like to have both, but the wheres and hows of either are uncertain, as is much of his future.
