Bloch was good friends with Famous Monsters of Filmland editor Forrest J. Ackerman.
At the 1975 World Fantasy Convention, Bloch was given the Lifetime Achievement Award.
In 1942, Bloch went to work for an advertising agency because he wasn't making enough money from writing to support himself. He remained with the ad agency until the late 1950s.
Bloch's family moved from Chicago to Milwaukee after the onset of the Great Depression.
During his early years, Bloch wrote several stories under the pseudonyms Tarleton Fiske and Collier Young.
Bloch was married to Eleanor Alexander from 1964 until his death.
Bloch was married to Marion Holcombe from 1940 to 1963. They had a daughter named Sally.
In 1959, Bloch won the Hugo Award for his short story The Hellbound Train.
Bloch sold the film rights to his novel Psycho for a mere pittance of $9,500.00.
A trademark of Bloch's stories and novels was the lone psychotic.
Bloch's first published story was Lilies. It was published when he was 17.
Bloch's favorite movie star as a child was Lon Chaney. He became a fan of Chaney after watching him in The Phantom of the Opera.
Unlike many authors, Bloch quite often replied to the letters of fans and gave them advice regarding their own writing.
Bloch is buried in Westwood Village Memorial Park Cemetary in Los Angeles.
Bloch wrote the screenplays for the 1964 films Straight Jacket and The Night Walker.
Bloch's autobiography, Once Around the Bloch, was published in 1993.
As a young man, Bloch corresponded with famed horror author H. P. Lovecraft although the two men never met in person.
In 1970, Bloch served a term as President of the Mystery Writers of America.
In 1994, Bloch won the Bram Stoker Award for Best Collected Stories.
Bloch's father was a bank cashier. His mother was a social worker.
Bloch's parents were Raphael and Stella Bloch.
Bloch wrote two sequels to Psycho, neither of which had anything to do with the movie sequels.
Bloch: I've been told that science fiction writers are a family. If so, then I'm an illegitimate son.
Bloch (to a sci-fi convention audience): I haven't had so much fun since the day the rats ate my baby sister.
Bloch: I have the heart of a child. I keep it in a jar on my shelf.
Bloch: The man who can smile when things go wrong has thought of someone else he can blame it on.