Name: Casey Torrence Allen
Location: Outside of Birmingham, Alabama
Bio: Casey Allen is a family man in the wilds of Alabama. Casey’s first foray in to comics began as a writer and editor for www.thecomicjam.com. Check them out every week for new comics.
Name of your story:The Sallow Heart
Quick synopsis of your story: A young girl is given a glimpse of the evil that lurks in men’s souls, and the goodness that arrives from unexpected places.
Why did you join this project?: Someone had to reign Horsley in so that he’d only do eight projects at a time rather than his preferred number of 37. In all honesty, I think they had all but wrapped up the written portion of the anthology when I proposed my idea for a story. John had told me about his plans for this anthology and it compelled me enough to want to try and play in this sandbox.
Who would win in a fight, Batman or literally anyone with super-powers?: Whoever is writing, I guess. I hate the idea that Batman is so smart that he had more contingency plans than anyone else. He’s a wealthy playboy. If he was really so smart he’d be on a yacht with a scandalous amount of supermodels living the dream.
Can you name all seven dwarves?: No, but I can name all current Supreme Court Justices.
If a train leaves the station going 50 MPH, another leaves another station at 65 MPH, and we ask 25 high school students to answer word problems, how many would get pregnant on prom night?: I don’t know. Did any of them sign the legally and morally binding ‘Prom Promise” pledge? Those have to count for something, right? They stacked them up higher than the Georgia Dome! (https://www.christianpost.com/news/true-love-waits-reports-record-breaking-response-for-olympic-pledge-display.html)
Describe the scariest supernatural scenario ever.: In another life I worked for a moving service. I was tasked one day with packing boxes in a historic home in Birmingham’s Southside neighborhood. I was alone in the upstairs library (I was the only person in the house) and I heard someone calling my name from across the room. I looked around and no one was there…NO ONE. When my moving partner and the client finally got back to the house I told them what happened and the woman said “yeah, that happens all the time”.