Yesterday, this was posted on my blog in response to my hospital stay:
It should had been much worst they must had kept you for something else — such as a mental health problem. I would find it very funny if they kept you for schizophrenia .
I also received some abuse by Mr. Pacione in my Goodreads inbox. If you Google his name, you’ll find all kinds of goodies about him, most of them foul and nasty. And yeah, I get that you shouldn’t believe everything you read online, so I’ll just direct you to some of his more infamous blogs and let his words speak for themselves:
Take your time swimming through the muck of internet insanity.
Nick Pacione has pretty much been a thorn in the side of horror publishing for about ten years now. I first encountered him at Shocklines around eight years ago or so. He submitted to The Blackest Death I anthology and one of the then editors rejected it straight-out because his work is garbage and his ability to write, even after more than ten years, is worst than any fanfiction writer I’ve ever seen. Not very long after, he approached me on Shocklines because he wanted me to attack author Ray Garton for some imaginary slight. I never even knew what it was that had set Nick off, but I was insulted that he would ask me, a girl, to do such a thing. Besides, Ray is a very sweet guy and we’ve had many casual convos online. Directly afterward, he discovered I was on the staff of KHP and he blew a mile high with internet raeg and butthurt because I hadn’t accepted his story. Since then, he’s mercilessly stalked me on message boards and social networks, made up lies and false rumors about me, called me a bitch, a cunt, and has became curiously convinced that I have a penis. No, really.
In years past, I’d made a point of not mentioning all this because I thought it would be petty and cruel to Nick to run his dirty laundry out on my blog. However, he has made yet another submission call for yet another anthology that will remain unedited, will be sloppily pasted together, unnoticed and un-promoted, and the authors will go unpaid–or he’ll pull some stupid shit once everyone starts screaming and offer to give the authors a “free PDF” which, if you’re a writer, you know means about squat. You can’t pay your bills with free PDF documents.
So what’s the point of all this? I’m posting this to prove to you that it is vitally important that you research a publisher before you submit. I can’t stress Googling enough. In today’s day and age, when you can do a background check on someone in less than five minutes, it’s unforgivable to allow yourself to be sucked down into the pit of a snake oil salesman like Nickolaus Pacione and Lake Fossil Press.
I never even published with Nick, and I got this psycho, homophobic, misogynistic, raging asshole following me all over the internet.
Don’t let it happen to you.