Saturday, March 29, 2014


J-me Page is my Woman In Horror today! J-me is no shrinking violet. She lives life on her own terms and the hell with those who don't agree. She has an enormous amount of talent and uses those talents to expel the horrors deep within her soul onto the written page. She writes about truth: the Dark terror and morbidity in society today. Why write about the good stuff, the fluff, when there is honesty to be written about?

Look at the two short stories below which she has penned. The descriptions alone will let you you know they are raw horror to the max, no holds-barred, and as Stephen King would say, "They have language." She tells it like it is. Anyone who tells me women can't top men when writing horror has not read J-me Page. Damn! This young lady puts it all on the line! She will send shivers up and down your spine. 

J-me is also an artist in other avenues than writing. Her Lurid Artist page on Facebook will give you a huge glimpse into that part of her, as well as short stories and some super self-reflection pieces. Usually, I can find a lot about a person in their words and art, but to have that artist explain it herself lends even more credence to the substance of what makes her great. This is very evident on this page, and for those of you looking for a voice of honesty within a world of lies, you will feel at home here.

J-me's words
"I am a widow and have been through hell and back. My 15 yr old son Chaos is my life and I have been writing for over 15 years. I write horror and hard core smut. I live my life the way I see fit and do not care what anyone has to say about it either. I will try just about anything once.. sometimes I get into trouble, but that is life.. you have to take chances, and if you don't then you might as well dig a grave. I am morbid and see the light in the darkness, I see the beauty is all things, even death."

"We are sensual fiends by nature...

I am a widow as many of you know. In the blink of an eye my entire world was destroyed. Losing those I loved made me appreciate life, odd I know.

I have been through hell and back. What I have been through in the past years many will never go through, but I also know that others have gone through worse.

I am a beautiful catastrophe and I live life my fucking way and on my terms. Live life to the bloody hilt!!!

Now hand me my chainsaw"

"You cannot spell manslaughter without laughter." Jaime Page

The Lurid Artist page on Facebook states:


Art is meant to comfort the disturbed and to disturb the comfortable.
We created this page for artists of all types, this is a community created by myself and my partner to give everyone a chance to see and hear things that they wouldn't normally have the opportunity to.

Art. That very word alone puts a sinister smile on my face. What we see as art today, would more than likely be deemed obscene or even vile, and thankfully over the years art has evolved into many different categories and genres. I love art and every form of it, but my favorite by far is the art of self expression. Self expression ranges from body modification to sculpting and everything in between, and I do mean EVERYTHING!

Before we go any further, allow me to introduce myself. My name is Jamie, and I am an artist. I'm a published author, writer and dabble in modeling from time to time. (Amateur my darlings.) I currently live in Kenosha Wisconsin and I am the mother of a beautiful fifteen year old son, who is also an artist. I guess it is safe to say that it runs our blood.

This blog is dedicated to artists of all sorts and their specific form of self expression. Whatever way the artist chooses to feed their creative demon, I will showcase it! There will be some brutally honest movie and music reviews,one on one interviews, articles and whatever else my demented mind feels like sharing with my fellow deviants. So,with that being said, welcome to Lurid Artists..... 

I can honestly say that J-me Page is a Woman In Horror!

Blaze McRob

Shivers: A Horror Story by Jamie Page and Brandon Nichols (Apr 7, 2013) - Kindle eBook

Book Description

April 7, 2013
The calm of a suburban evening is shattered by a horrific murder. An average man and his beautiful wife are dead, killed in a horrific orgy of blood. A child is missing, and a disturbed man in a police interrogation room holds the key to everything. A detective is driven to arrive at the truth, but how can he possibly find truth in the mind of a man so deranged?

Warning: This ebook contains extremely disturbing and bloody imagery and is inappropriate for most children. Adults should read it in its entirety before allowing a teenager in their care to read this horror story.

Here is a preview:

“Chelsea’s grin. You cut the corners of the mouth and when the victim screams, she makes the cuts bigger so it’s a permanent grin.”
“I thought that was a Glasgow grin.”
“Fuck, I never heard that.”
The cartoonish evil smile might have been the least disturbing aspect of the body. Matted hair stuck to her face, and then the smile, but from there down the sight was a butcher shop horror. Blood—dull greyish black in the photographs—covered the fabric of her pajamas, what was visible.
“Her top—was it cut or torn open.”
“You mean the pajamas?”
“I got the usual bullshit about not knowing for sure until he gets to the lab, but it looks like the fucker cut the buttons off. He wasn’t looking for titties, though.”
No. He wasn’t. Stab wounds covered her neck and throat, at least a dozen of them. Arterial spray painted the walls behind and to the left of the body. Her eyes remained open, and the detective shook his head.
“Was there any evidence of sexual assault?”
“He couldn’t see any at the scene. At least no vaginal or anal. We won’t know about oral until they’re done taking the barbed wire off. They haven’t checked the wound yet, but…well fuck I don’t even want to think about that.”
“Yeah.” He didn’t want to think about it either. He scanned downward at the main wound. “Was she alive?”
“No way to tell, but probably not. Once he cut open her chest, the blood would’ve stopped pumping, wouldn’t have made the mess on the walls.”
The detective looked at the hole between her breasts, the jagged tear and the protruding ribs. “Good.” He pointed at the pool of blood beneath her wrists. “Could have bled out here, too.”
“Yeah, struggles with the wire and it slices the wrists.”
“What’s that?”
“The barbed wire. She could have struggled—”
“Not that.” He pointed to her blood-soaked lap. “What’s that?”
“Jesus, Patton. You gonna make me say it? That’s her fucking heart.”
5.0 out of 5 stars BRILLIANT!!!! August 2, 2013
Format:Kindle Edition|Amazon Verified Purchase
I love to read horror, and I consider myself an expert, and this is by far the best thing I have read in a very long time! I was hooked from page one and did not out it down. The story is so vivid you could actually feel the anger, the fear and the rage. I am the type of woman who cheers for the bad guys, and Frankie has stolen my heart. A sociopath clown that holds in all the torture he had suffered through his life has finally went into a violent rage. He takes care of them all with his...

Okay, there is where I will leave you! Now when you read this, make sure you have some Dr. Pepper on hand, trust me, it just might save your life!

I recommend this book to anyone who loves horror and is tired of all the crap remakes. This is an original story and it will give you chills! I loved it! 

Drusilla's Mirror: A Tale of Horror by Jamie Page (Feb 11, 2013) - Kindle eBook

Book Description

February 11, 2013
Drusilla reminisces with her sister about their misadventures and of course the one misadventure that defines them, the revenge killing of her boyfriend. The dark exploration of sinister and disturbed lives intertwined in murder is sure to keep you up late at night with the lights on, just hoping that sound in the hallway is only your imagination.

Warning: This ebook contains very graphic and horrific imagery. Parents should read this in its entirety before allowing a child in their care to read it.

Here is a preview:

“He smiled and asked what was I doing there, do you remember? I told him I just wanted to see if I had a chance, and then you came out. Before he could even blink his eyes, we were on him like wolves. We tore at his flesh like ravenous beasts. He screamed in agony and tried his best to get us off. Ha! There was no way that he was getting away from us. After what he did, he was going to pay. Lifting his limp body up and putting it in the trunk was hard, but we did it. The look of shock on his face made me laugh. You on the other hand, were as calm as I have ever seen you. You had it all planned out and I was along for the ride. He was already a bloody mess, but then the fun started.
“I wanted to play as well, but you didn’t want to share with me in this one. I understood so I backed away, found a chair, and enjoyed the show. You walked around him ever so slowly, come to think about it, you actually looked like you were walking on a runway. You looked beautiful. You slowly got to your knees, put your hand on his chin, and brought his face up to meet your gaze. You began to kiss him. That kiss was a passionate one, and you said to him? Oh what was it again; yeah I remember now, that it was a kiss before you die. He let out such a moan, I laughed in spite of myself. You turned around and glared at me. You actually had daggers in your eyes, at me of all people.”
5.0 out of 5 stars CREEPY and WONDERFUL February 15, 2013
Format:Kindle Edition|Amazon Verified Purchase
I Loved this story. It made usage of my imagination. Which not a lot of books/stories let you do that. I bought this on my kindle and when i got to the end, I kept clicking the button to turn the page to continue. It left me wanting more of the story. I CANT wait to read more. FOR SURE A MUST READ!!! 

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