• Mass-market paperback
Pinnacle/Zebra Books, July, 1988.
• Trade paperback
Necro Publications, 2012
The sleepy town of Tylersville, Maryland, has become the haunting ground for horrors too grisly to be described. Policeman Kurt Morris has seen the nightmarish figures prowling the fog-shrouded woods and is determined to uncover the truth. But the truth is more horrible than he imagines.
The author has been known quite readily to lie, referring to GHOULS as his first novel. It’s Lee’s most mainstream work, and his most successful, selling over 50,000 units. Something is rotten in the state of Maryland. No, not the salad-bar tax. In the otherwise quaint little boondocks burg of Tylersville, something has the audacity to steal roadkill and dig up graves. Lee does a peachy job taking the formula pop-horror model and turning it into something that can be perceived on a larger scale. There’s some gross-out here too (can you say “trans-vaginal evisceration?) so don’t worry about this one’s “mainstream” label. The book has clear problems; too much “tech” and it’s overwritten to the tune of at least 50 pages, but ultimately Lee is happy with it. Redneckism, bent erotica, tech criminalistics worthy of Patricia Cornwell, impeccable police-procedural plotwork: Many elements that Lee has honed to mastery all started here.