This imprint was launched in September of 2018, with 6 titles from well known and emerging writers within the aforementioned genres, and another three titles releasing in October. This was my first time reading Hunter Shea, it will not be my last.įiction Without Frontiers is a new imprint from Flame Tree Press with a focus towards horror, supernatural, crime, mystery thrillers, science fiction, and fantasy. On the other hand, it’s a horror story (both body horror and other) that pulls absolutely no punches, and delivers one heck of a ride. On the one hand this is a story that looks unflinchingly at the struggles and emotions in a relationship where one partner deals with a chronic condition, inviting the reader into their lives.

Some of the events were easy to predict and it was just a matter of waiting for the characters to catch up, but not in the incredibly frustrating way in which some books handle this, but other elements surrounding these predictions still kept this reader guessing. It had become a living, breathing entity, daring Andrew to look in its depthless eyes. Time was both coming for them and running out. Like a child throwing a temper tantrum, it refused to be ignored.

Time, he felt, was closing in, gaining weight, incorporating into something that would take up more and more space. The characters and their relationships feel like they could easily exist in the real world, and perhaps this is in part due to his own close connection with the subject matter, and the fact that his wife has her own host of autoimmune issues… so he’s been through his own private horror story on the subject It’s hard to use the word “enjoy” to describe a reading experience which is unflinching and rather uncomfortable in its dealing with autoimmune and chronic pain issues, but there is something incredibly real and engaging in this story by Hunter Shea. She and Andrew must fight to survive the creature that lurks in the dead of night. Just like her body, Kate’s cottage becomes her prison. Something is in the woods, screeching in the darkness, banging on the house, leaving animals for dead. It’s beautiful, remote, idyllic, a place to heal. Her husband Andrew’s surprise of their dream Maine lake cottage for the summer is the gift of a lifetime. Chronic pain and a host of autoimmune diseases have robbed her of a normal, happy life. The monsters live inside of Kate Woodson. She’d forgotten what it was like to wake up and not be in agony, muscles weak as a newborn’s. Kate had come out of it like a modern-day Lazarus.īut she was tired. Last rites and funeral arrangements kind of shape.

Flame Tree Press – Fiction Without Frontiers

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