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Thursday, May 28, 2020

Q&A with Bizarro Author Renee S. DeCamillis + giveaway

1.) What are your top 10 favorite books/authors?
I always find it tough to pick favorites in literature, as well as in music and film. My tastes vary. What I think of as my favorites can often change with my mood or with the day that I’m making the list. And I often find that if I make a list like this, a week or so will go by and then I realize I somehow forgot some of my favorites.

I have a very hard time keeping this to only 10; these are in no particular order, and there are more than ten listed and more that I could add.

Authors: Edgar Allen Poe, Ray Bradbury, Shirley Jackson, Stephen King, Kurt Vonnegut, Chuck Palahniuk, Elizabeth Hand, Kelly Link, Joe Hill, Mary SanGiovanni, Denis Johnson, Paul Tremblay, Victor LaValle, Clive Barker, Damien Angelica Walters…

Books: Slaughterhouse Five and Welcome to the Monkey House, by Kurt Vonnegut; Fahrenheit 451 and The Illustrated Man and Something Wicked This Way Comes, by Ray Bradbury; Jesus’ Son, by Denis Johnson, Controlled Burn, by Scott Wolven; Stranger Things Happen, by Kelly Link; Behind the Door, by Mary SanGiovanni; Wylding Hall, by Elizabeth Hand; The Ballad of Black Tom and The Devil In Silver, by Victor LaValle; Head Full of Ghosts and Disappearance at Devil’s Rock, by Paul Tremblay; 1984, by George Orwell; We Sold Our Souls, by Grady Hendrix; Books of Blood, by Clive Barker

Side note: As I’m writing this answer, I notice that my favorite authors are often men, (Same as in music—many of my favorites are men.) and when I think about the stories I write there is a big male component to them. Even though the protagonist in The Bone Cutters is a female, there is a strong male cast of characters, and the main antagonist is female. And many of my other stories have male protagonists or have many supporting roles that are males. I have a hard time not psychoanalyzing everything, and when I look deeper into why this might be, I realize that many of my friends throughout my life have been boys/men. Yes, my few closest friends are often females, but my “gang” is often men. I’ve always been that chick who easily hangs with the guys and has more to talk about with dudes than with the majority of the chicks in the room—as long as the conversation isn’t about sports. I don’t watch/follow sports. I often have a dark and harsh sense of humor and am often snarky and sarcastic, which seems generally more fitting with men than women. I like to razz people and give people shit when I joke around, and many women are often put off by that and get offended, even though that is never my intention. (I’m speaking in generalities here and purely from my own personal experience.) When I was growing up, a lot of girls were often mean and nasty and competitive and hateful, which pushed me over to the boys’ side. As a child I was a balance of Tom-boy and Hello-Kitty-girl, never a girly-girl, so I think my brain is just wired to understand and get along with boys/men a little better than I generally can with girls/women. That’s not to say that I don’t get along well with women. They just need to be the type of women who understand me. Nor does that say that I don’t have women authors/musicians whose work I love and admire. I just often lean more toward the male side of things. Now that I’m meeting and getting to know some female horror authors, I’m learning that these are often the type of women who understand me and we can get along well, like I can get along with the dudes. It seems I’ve finally found my group of girls/women I can get along with and connect with—women horror writers. Women on the dark side of life are where it’s at! Now I just need to find more women horror authors whose stories I can connect with. That is a goal of mine.

2.) Do you prefer to write in silence or with noise? Why?
I prefer to write in relative silence. I can’t have music playing while I write. I’m a musician and a singer, and if music is playing it will make me want to sing and listen intently to the music, which is not conducive to focusing on my writing and getting that work done. I do like to have the windows open on nice days to hear the sounds of nature while I write. I live in the woods of a small town, and my neighborhood is very quiet. I do also sometimes like the thrum of white noise from a fan or a space heater. Ever since I was a very young child I’ve had to sleep with a fan on; the white noise relaxes me, and that carries over to my writing time.

3.) Do you write one book at a time or do you have several going at a time?
Right now I do have more than one project in the works, but I find it hard to split my focus. Even though multiple projects are in the works for me, I typically spend chunks of time focused on one at a time. If I bounce back and forth too much I find that the work will lack depth, or it will end up with summarized passages peppered throughout that still need to be fully fleshed out. Also, it takes me too long to finish a project if I have too many going at one time and if I bounce back and forth too much. One of my pet peeves is not finishing something I start. It drives me batty knowing that I have many unfinished projects. That’s something that many aspiring writers struggle with: lots of great ideas that get started but never get finished. I don’t want to be that sort of writer. I need to get shit done. I need to feel productive and have something to show for all the blood, sweat, and tears I put into my work.

4.) Pen or type writer or computer?
Pen and computer: Typically when new ideas hit me I have to use a pen and notebook to write an outline, a rough draft of a scene, or a character sketch, or dialogue I’m trying to get just right. I sometimes will handwrite many scenes or many chapters in a notebook. See, the thing is, I don’t just write at my writing desk in my office where my computer is; I’m constantly thinking about what I’m working on and how to make it better or how to move forward with the story or coming up with new story ideas or character ideas, and I need to be able to get those ideas down right away before I forget them. A lot of ideas come to me at night when I’m trying to fall asleep, or when I’m in the shower, or when I’m driving—those sorts of mundane routine activities—and I don’t have any gadgets in those places. I prefer fewer gadgets in general anyway, and I especially have no computer type gadgets in the bedroom. There’s something about computers and cell phones and those types of computerized electronics that create anxiety, and I have a hard time sleeping if those devices are close to me. I’m also a firm believer that there’s something about the act of handwriting that has a more direct line with our brain, a more direct means to tap into our creativity, so I will always handwrite a lot of my first draft work.

5.) Advice you would give new authors?
  • Finish your damn work! Don’t look at editing and revision as “work”. It’s fun! It’s where you really get to know your characters inside and out, and it’s where you really get down to the nitty-gritty of the story that has unfolded—the real story, not the one you try to force, but the one that has to happen naturally.
  • Seek reviews before your book comes out. Promote your book like crazy before its publication day. Seek interviews and podcasts and blurbs and whatnot before your book comes out. Have a consistent and approachable online presence. I didn’t do enough of that before my book was published. I was dealing with some major health issues at the time, which hampered my ability to do that work for myself, and I also didn’t realize back then how important it is to do so much of that type of work before publication day. Now that my book has been out in the world for a little over seven months, I am struggling to get reviews; it seems like in the publishing world seven months ago is old news. Barely anyone even responds to my inquiries, and asking people I know who have read my book and tell me awesome things about it seems to fall on deaf ears for some reason. Honestly, I can’t even get my former writing mentors to post a sentence or two review, or throw me a blurb. It’s quite disheartening, but I love writing and I just push on through the letdowns, as I always have in all areas of my life. Keep that chin up! Keep on keepin’ on.
  • Keep submitting your work! Don’t get discouraged by rejections. They’re not personal. They’re very subjective. Take rejections as a push to make your stories better, as well as a push to keep sending your work out to publishers to see whose interest you will spark. Also, look at rejections as a sign that you’re doing what needs to be done to get your work out into the world.
6.) If you could tell your younger writing self anything, what would it be?
This can all go as advice to all aspiring writers:

Don’t be scared. Don’t hold back. Speak the truth. You can’t please everyone, so don’t try. Write down every idea before you forget them. Make sure to put your ideas to work to create something you’re proud of. Read as much as possible and read many different authors—not just the work of the few authors you already know you love. You’ll miss out on a lot of great authors if you only stick to what you know is “safe” or what is a sure bet that you’ll love it.


7.) What made you want to become an author and do you feel it was the right decision?
The simple answer is—Edgar Allen Poe’s work made me want to write stories. (Also, refer back to the question about how I became an author for more on this.) To delve a little deeper: When I was younger I realized that I can express myself better with the written word than I can with speaking. I am the person who struggles to articulate my thoughts when I talk with people, and I often get self-conscious when speaking to others. Sometimes every thought I have just flies out of my mouth before I realize how it will sound to others. Also, I will often explain things in various ways because I feel like my point is not coming across the right way and people don’t understand where I’m coming from. I often find that when I’m talking to people there comes a point when all of a sudden a wave of self-consciousness washes over me—I get this sort of out of body experience and hear nothing but my voice and see nothing but all eyes on me and I often stop short because I all of a sudden find myself stuck, like I’m not being understood or like maybe I’ve been going on and on and am losing people’s interest/attention, or like maybe people just really don’t give a fuck about what I have to say. When that happens, I often walk away from that experience realizing that, wait—I wasn’t fully understood because I didn’t tell it all; I got too self-conscious and clammed up. (I have a history of performance anxiety and social anxiety when it comes to my voice, which is why I dabbled in acting—as a means to work through that anxiety. I’m better with it all now, but it’s still a constant battle.) Writing helps me work through what’s going on in my head, and it allows me to go back over what I have to say in order to find ways to more clearly and concisely articulate my thoughts and meanings. Also, I just love words! I love to put words together that flow and bounce and make people feel an array of emotions. I love rhyming and rhythms and stories, and I just love to create. Stories fuel me, and writing helps me expend my creative energy and my creative needs. To sum it all up—writing makes me feel good. And yes, it’s the right decision for me.
by Renee S. DeCamillis
March 1, 2020
70 pages
Publisher: Eraserhead Press
Genre: Psychological Horror, Supernatural Thriller
Horror, Psychological Thriller, Supernatural, a novella from the 2019 New Bizarro Author Series from Eraserhead Press:

Dory wakes up in the padded room of a psychiatric hospital with no recollection of how she wound up there. She soon finds out she's been Blue-Papered--involuntarily committed. She gets sent to the wrong counseling group and discovers a whole new world of psychiatric patients she'd never known existed. At first she just thinks they're cutters, all marked by similar scars, but then she finds out that those scars are from carving into their bodies where they chisel and scrape their bones. They harvest bone dust, and this dust is highly coveted and sought after, as well as highly addictive. When they realize she's never been"dusted", Dory becomes their target. After all, dust from a "freshie" is much more valuable than theirs. Frightened for her life, she desperately tries to prove to the psych. hospital staff that she's not delusional about these particular patients wanting to slice her open and scrape her bones. The staff doesn't believe her. They all think she's crazy. Dory ends up on the run, fighting for her life, trying to avoid getting "dusted" by The Bone Cutters.

Like Girl, Interrupted and "The Yellow Wallpaper", The Bone Cutters is one woman's dark and surreal experience with a madness that is not necessarily her own.


Book Trailer 
A reading of Chapter 1: 

About the Author:
Renee S. DeCamillis is a dark fiction writer, an Editorial Intern with Crystal Lake Publishing, a member of the Horror Writers Association, a lyricist and poet, a life-long musician--hard rock/blues rhythm guitarist and singer, & a tree-hugging hippie with a sharp metal edge.

Renee earned her MFA in Creative Writing from the Stonecoast Graduate Program, she has her BA in psychology, and she attended Berklee College of Music as a music business major with guitar as her principal instrument. Music has been a huge part of Renee's life ever since she was a young child. She has been in a number of bands where she took on various roles, including hand percussionist. Renee is also a former model, school rock band teacher, creative writing teacher, private guitar instructor, A&R rep for an indie record label, therapeutic mentor, psychological technician, and pre-school teacher. (Yes, she loves to wear many hats; she is known to have worn thirteen hats all at once--literally.) She is also a former gravedigger; she can get rid of a body fast without leaving a trace, and she is not afraid of getting her hands dirty. Renee lives in the woods of Maine with her husband, their son, and a house full of ghosts.

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Monday, December 16, 2019

Guest Post with Author Samantha Sanchez (Prodigal) + excerpt

On the 4th episode of Reality TV’s new and controversial hit show, The Breakfast Club, “The Preacher’s Kid” Lyric finally found out she was pregnant. The first episode of the reality show was a first for television. After a night of heartbreak, lots of alcohol and bad decisions, a night Lyric claims not to remember much of, she conceived the child almost completely on camera. The father of the child is the seemingly dimwitted “Wannabe” Anthony who “forgot” to practice safe sex.

At the end of the hour Anthony confessed to cameras that he was worried that Lyric was going to fall in love with him and that he regrets having given into her sexual advances. And that while "she's cool and all" he didn't want to be in a relationship with her. Lyric herself seemed to agree that a relationship with Anthony wasn't desirable. In fact, earlier in the episode it was clear her heart and mind were already spoken for by another.

After last night's episode aired, Lyric took to Facebook to vent her frustration and to warn viewers not to be fooled by her baby daddy's assurances. Says that “he doesn’t give a damn about” the child she’s carrying and calls him “bitchmade” and a “fake thug.” After his manhood was attacked, Anthony responded by saying that the only reason he had sex with her was because he “felt bad” for her and warned her not to bring another man around his child. The argument then goes to the question of when his responsibility for the baby begins.

The preview of the season moving forward shows that the drama between the two is just getting started. 


Is Lyric being unfairly harsh in her predictions? 

Or is Anthony primed to be yet another uninvolved father? 

Sound off in the comments below.

Prodigal 
by Samantha Sanchez
January 13, 2019 
Genre: Contemporary Urban Fiction 
Lyric is 21 years old and bored with the inhibited lifestyle of endless church activities she’s been forced to participate in since childhood. When she is offered the opportunity to be on a reality show, she jumps at the chance to move in with five strangers under the premise of pursuing further education. However, a surprise pregnancy causes her life to take an unexpected turn. Being overlooked and pushed to the side by her child’s father coupled with his lack of consideration cause her insecurities to deepen, while her pains and humiliation are documented for everyone to see. The show becomes a hit and she a star but now she has to find a way not to let the pain she feels destroy her heart and poison her soul. Imagine the most embarrassing and hurtful moments in your life being put on display for the entire world to see. You’re trying not to lose your mind and keep your composure while your social media is flooded with criticisms from people who have no idea what you’re really feeling but only know what they see on TV. The people who do know the people who are there with you every day offering “support” consistently invalidate your feelings. You’ve heard of the Kardashians now meet Lyric.
Excerpt
A few hours later, I was annoyed, but the rest of the evening went by smoothly, nobody got cussed out. Christopher and Athena got some homework done, DeVon had obviously abandoned the suicide trip he was on earlier and was clowning around with Monroe, wondering aloud what kind of child my baby would be. Monroe agreed with Trey that he hoped the baby looked like me and not Anthony. I got a little offended when they said that the child would act as stupid as him. They said that Anthony always boasted he was the “freshest nigga alive” so my baby, if it was a boy, would boast that he was the “freshest ​lil nigga alive.”

I eventually separated myself from them. I was curled up in the alcove upstairs reading The Ramayana for my Mythology class. I was engrossed in this story of a Prince named Rama going through Hell and high water to rescue his wife Sita who had been tricked and kidnapped by the monster Ravana.

“Ay, we need to talk.”

Anthony asked coming up the stairs. That’s how he addressed me. He never said my name I was always “Ay”.

“I have nothing to say to you.” I said picking up my cup of orange juice and taking a sip .

“You’re still drinking?” he asked.

“It’s just orange juice.” I said turning back to my book. “Goodbye. I’m studying.”

“We need to talk about this.” He insisted sitting on the end of the bench by my feet.

“There’s nothing to talk about.” I argued “I’m pregnant. That’s that. Bye now.” I said gently kicking him to get off the bench and out of my space.

“Come on, please. We need to talk about this.” I’d never seen him so serious in the entire month I’d lived here and he’d never said please.

“Talk about what?” I asked annoyed.

“Ok, look you’re cool peeps, I like you and all…” he replied, “and I can be there for you but I can’t be ​with ​ you. You know?”

I gave up trying to read, I laid the book down and scooted upright. I had to hear this pile of delusional bull that was coming out of his mouth. “What are you talking about?” I asked.

“I’m not trying to be in a relationship. Just because you’re pregnant with my seed I don’t want you to think that we finna be together.” “Don’t nobody here want to be in a relationship with you. Alright then, well good, cuz DeVon said that you might expect that.”

“DeVon lied to you. I like you and all but I don’t want you. If you want to be there for the baby then cool but I’m not going to force you.”

I didn’t have the energy or inclination to make a man handle his responsibilities. I’ll let the courts do it for me when I file for child support. “That guy you brought in here today was that your ex boyfriend?” 
“No.”

“Oh DeVon said that he was your ex boyfriend.”

“We never dated.”

“Did you have sex with him?”

“None of your business.”

“It kinda is my business, you said you having my baby and now this nigga sayin he’s daddy.”

“No what he said was, the baby would call​ him daddy instead of you. Not that it was his baby.”

“What did he mean my baby finna call him daddy though? If that’s my seed then why would it call another dude daddy?”

I rolled my eyes “He meant that he doesn’t expect you to step up so he’s going to.”

“That’s my child though.”

“And?”

“And my kid isn’t going to be callin’ another nigga daddy, that’s what’s not going to happen.”

“So you gonna step up then?”

He paused before he answered, “Honestly, I’m not ready for a baby right now.”

“So you don’t want it then?”

“Do you?”

“I’m asking you. What do you want to do?”

“It’s up to you. I’m just sayin’ I’m not ready, my life is too chaotic. I’m not ready for a baby.”

“You think I’m ready for this?”

“I don’t know, but I just got a lot going on in my life right now.”

“And I don’t?”

“Ok look, I’m wanted for murder back in Brooklyn.”

“Murder?” I asked in disbelief, trying not to laugh. This dude ain’t wanted for no murder. I don’t know him that well yet but I know that he’s not bold enough to take a life. If he​ was that bold, is he really stupid enough to talk about it on camera?

“Yea, well what had happened was….”

That’s how you know he’s lying! I laughed. When a dude starts a story with “What had happened was….” Man shut the hell up. Your soft ass ain’t foolin nobody.

“My cousin did it.” He said “But I was in the car when he did it. So I’m wanted too. That’s why I came out here.” He finished.

I felt the annoyance rising in me. I had no patience for him at all. “I don’t care, that has nothing to do with what is going on with our situation. I need to know if I can count on you for support during this pregnancy or not.”

“I mean...yea I can support you, I just don’t want to be in a relationship right now. We can still be cuddy buddies though you do got some good p---y.”

“Goodbye, Anthony.” I said dismissively.

I picked my book back up hoping he would take the hint and leave. He didn’t.

“Hey are you gonna f--k that Freakboy, dude?” He asked after a minute.

“That’s none of your business.”

“Well, you can’t f--k nobody but me, you know that right?”

“Excuse me?” I asked daring him to repeat his command.

“That’s mine.” He said pointing to the lower half of my body

“No, it’s mine.” I insisted “And I can give it to whomever I damn well choose”

“No you can’t.”

“You ​just ​ said that you didn’t want to be with me.”

“I don’t.”

“You tryin to tell me who I can and can’t have sex with, is some relationship type s--t.”

“You got my seedling inside you.” He said

“And? That makes you my baby daddy ​not my man.”

“I know, I’m just sayin...I don’t want the DNA to get mixed up and then you not know who the father is. That’d be horrible.”

I paused and looked at him in astonishment. Did he really just say that? Is he serious? Is he that slow? He gotta know that’s not how it works.

“What?” he asked at my dumbfounded expression. I didn’t even dignify it with a response. I grabbed my orange juice, and my book and I walked away. It was too outrageous. I was speechless.
  

About the Author:
A native of San Diego, Samantha Sanchez is currently finishing a degree in psychology as well as in social and behavioral science. Having a background in both church and drama, she hopes to use her degree and creativity to reach and relate to many people in her community and beyond helping them learn to understand themselves and each other.

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Sunday, December 15, 2019

Book Review: Just Watch Me: A Novel by Jeff Lindsay


by Jeff Lindsay
December 3, 2019
367 pages
ISBN: 1524743941
Publisher: Dutton
A masterful thief plots an impossible crime—stealing the Iranian Crown Jewels.

From the author of the wildly successful Dexter series comes a new, mesmerizing bad guy we can root for: Riley Wolfe. He’s a master thief, expert at disguise, and not averse to violence when it’s needed. It’s no accident, though, that Riley targets the wealthiest 0.1 percent and is willing to kill them when they’re in his way: he despises the degenerate and immoral rich and loves stealing their undeserved and unearned valuables.
In this series launch, Riley aims for an extraordinary target in a heist that will make history. Riley will try to steal the Crown Jewels of Iran. Yes, these jewels are worth billions, but the true attraction for grabbing them comes down to one simple fact: it can’t be done. Stealing these jewels is absolutely impossible. The collection is guarded by space-age electronics and two teams of heavily armed mercenaries. No one could even think of getting past the airtight security and hope to get away alive, let alone with even a single diamond from the Imperial Collection.
No one but Riley Wolfe. He’s always liked a challenge.
But this challenge may be more than even he can handle. Aside from the impenetrable security, Riley is also pursued by a brilliant and relentless cop who is barely a step behind him.
With the aid of his sometime ally, a beautiful woman who is a master art forger, Riley Wolfe goes for the prize that will either make him a legend—or, more likely, leave him dead.

Where can an author go after the amazing Darkly Dreaming Dexter? A caper to end all capers! Riley Wolfe, thief extraordinaire, sets his sights on the Crown Jewels of Iran. A master of disguise does his due diligence and forms an airtight plan. But aren’t they all?

This is a fun book, fans of the Dexter series will appreciate a character who’s attention to detail borders on the extreme and his commitment to the challenge is phenomenal. The pursuit of Riley adds a great cat and mouse aspect to the story. Fun and quick, great book!


4 sheep





Jo Dawson


About the Author:
JEFF LINDSAY is the author of Darkly Dreaming Dexter and Dearly Devoted Dexter. He lives in Florida with his wife and children.
Photo by Larry D. Moore [CC BY-SA 3.0 (http://creativecommons.org/licenses/by-sa/3.0) or GFDL (http://www.gnu.org/copyleft/fdl.html)], via Wikimedia Commons



Sunday, September 8, 2019

Book Reviews: The Fireman by: Joe Hill


by: Joe Hill
January 3, 2017
768 pages
From the award-winning, New York Times bestselling author of NOS4A2 and Heart-Shaped Box comes a chilling novel about a worldwide pandemic of spontaneous combustion that threatens to reduce civilization to ashes and a band of improbable heroes who battle to save it, led by one powerful and enigmatic man known as the Fireman.


The fireman is coming. Stay cool.

No one knows exactly when it began or where it originated. A terrifying new plague is spreading like wildfire across the country, striking cities one by one: Boston, Detroit, Seattle. The doctors call it Draco Incendia Trychophyton. To everyone else it’s Dragonscale, a highly contagious, deadly spore that marks its hosts with beautiful black and gold marks across their bodies—before causing them to burst into flames. Millions are infected; blazes erupt everywhere. There is no antidote. No one is safe.

Harper Grayson, a compassionate, dedicated nurse as pragmatic as Mary Poppins, treated hundreds of infected patients before her hospital burned to the ground. Now she’s discovered the telltale gold-flecked marks on her skin. When the outbreak first began, she and her husband, Jakob, had made a pact: they would take matters into their own hands if they became infected. To Jakob’s dismay, Harper wants to live—at least until the fetus she is carrying comes to term. At the hospital, she witnessed infected mothers give birth to healthy babies and believes hers will be fine too. . . if she can live long enough to deliver the child.

Convinced that his do-gooding wife has made him sick, Jakob becomes unhinged, and eventually abandons her as their placid New England community collapses in terror. The chaos gives rise to ruthless Cremation Squads—armed, self-appointed posses roaming the streets and woods to exterminate those who they believe carry the spore. But Harper isn’t as alone as she fears: a mysterious and compelling stranger she briefly met at the hospital, a man in a dirty yellow fire fighter’s jacket, carrying a hooked iron bar, straddles the abyss between insanity and death. Known as The Fireman, he strolls the ruins of New Hampshire, a madman afflicted with Dragonscale who has learned to control the fire within himself, using it as a shield to protect the hunted . . . and as a weapon to avenge the wronged.

In the desperate season to come, as the world burns out of control, Harper must learn the Fireman’s secrets before her life—and that of her unborn child—goes up in smoke.

Despite the fact that a post-apocalyptic premise isn’t exactly the most orginal basis for a book, Hill’s spin on the aftermath of a modern-day armageddon is gloriously unique.

The deadly plague that ravishes mankind in The Fireman is Dragonscale – a highly contagious spore that appears on the bodies of those who have contracted it as black or golden marks. Despite it’s beauty, Dragonscale causes most people to burst into flames.

Having read too many end-of-the-world books to mention, it was refreshing for a story not to concentrate on the origins of Dragonscale, or how the plague wipes out most of humanity. Instead, Hill concentrates his story on a small group of survivors who have embraced their affliction.

The novel’s main protagonest is school nurse Harper Grayson, who contracts Dragonscale whilst selflessly tending to the afflicted at the local hospital. She finds out she’s a host to the spore around the same time she finds out she’s pregnant, so in some respects The Fireman is about one woman’s bid for survival and her efforts to live long enough to have her baby.

Yet, as you would expect from an imagination as rich as Hill’s, this is much much more than a simple tale of survival.

As the world burns and chaos descends, the heart of the story is set in a community of survivors in New England. Forced to flee for her life when her husband Jakob blames her for bringing Dragonscale into their home, Harper meets the enigmatic fireman.

Also known as John, the fireman leads her to Camp Wyndham, which is home to a group of people who have the ‘Scale but who have learned to control it. Life at the camp initially seems ideal, but Harper soon starts to realise that all is not as it seems.

Harper is a truly fantastic character. When we first meet her, it’s all a bit Mary Poppins (one of her favourite songs is A Spoonful of Sugar), but we soon realise she’s made of sterner stuff. She is one of the few who will not bend to the will of the leaders in Camp Wyndham, yet she is forgiving, brave and compassionate. Her relationship with Fireman John could have taken centre stage, but instead is beautifully under-played by Hill.

I’ve read all of Hill’s books, and although for me it’s not as good as NOS4A2, The Fireman marks a more mature direction. Narratives based on bands of beleaguered survivors fighting to stay alive in a post-apocalyptic world is nothing new.

What is new is the wonderfully written version of a world without Google, Facebook and Donald Trump – but, where, if Fireman John and Harper’s pondering are true, a world where Keith Richard survives. When asked by John is she thinks the Rolling Stone is still alive, she replies “Sure. nothing can kill him. He’ll outlast us all.”

4 out of 5 Sheep




Ash
Ash is a frustrated Nerd living in denial. Only recently has she accepted the fact that when you are passionate about books, especially the work of Stephen King and really especially The Dark Tower, then you are... a Nerd. She's a journalist and a fan-girl. She's right at home with FTN

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Tuesday, April 30, 2019

Book Review: Little Darlings by Melanie Golding

Little Darlings 
by Melanie Golding
April 30, 2019
315 pages
Publisher: Crooked Lane Books
ASIN: B07H7SGH32 

ISBN: 9781683319979 
MP3 CD: 9781982628758
Everyone says Lauren Tranter is exhausted, that she needs rest. And they’re right; with newborn twins, Morgan and Riley, she’s never been more tired in her life. But she knows what she saw: that night, in her hospital room, a woman tried to take her babies and replace them with her own…creatures. Yet when the police arrived, they saw no one. Everyone, from her doctor to her husband, thinks she’s imagining things.

A month passes. And one bright summer morning, the babies disappear from Lauren’s side in a park. But when they’re found, something is different about them. The infants look like Morgan and Riley—to everyone else. But to Lauren, something is off. As everyone around her celebrates their return, Lauren begins to scream, These are not my babies.

Determined to bring her true infant sons home, Lauren will risk the unthinkable. But if she’s wrong about what she saw…she’ll be making the biggest mistake of her life.

Compulsive, creepy, and inspired by some our darkest fairy tales, Little Darlings will have you checking—and rechecking—your own little ones. Just to be sure. Just to be safe.


Lauren Tranter gives birth to twin boy babies. Her husband, Patrick is not there for support and not there for her once they go home, making him unlikable from the beginning and he does nothing to help Lauren’s fragile state. The reader doesn’t know if a nasty faery being wants to abduct Lauren’s sons or if it’s just a post-partum hallucination of a sleep-deprived, mentally-ill woman. Readers who are mothers will see themselves in Lauren, not only in the first few months after giving birth but in the sheer horror and panic surrounding every mother's worst fear—losing their child, whether death or by abduction.

The other character in the book we see from her third person POV is DS Jo Harper, an investigator for the local police force. The details of Harper’s investigation, along with folklore about changelings and faeries at the beginnings of each chapter make the story creepy and unnerving. 


Between the strange woman that Lauren sees, and things we learn about Patrick that makes us wonder about his agenda, why he married her (to me there's not one redeeming quality to the man—truly unlikeable), it will make the reader wonder what is truly going on.

“Little Darlings” is a combination of a psychological thriller and a supernatural horror novel concerning faeries and changelings. The pace is slow, but it is taut with suspense. The reader alternates between wondering if it really was a faery or Lauren’s own descent into madness. This will be a fairytale for the 21st century.

I gave Little Darlings 5 sheep.





Reviewed by Pamela K. Kinney

About the Author:
I am a UK based author with a wide range of interests, including music and folklore. In 2016 I completed the MA in Creative Writing at Bath Spa University, graduating with Distinction. My debut novel, Little Darlings, is due for publication in early 2019 with HQ HarperCollins in the UK and commonwealth, HarperCollins Canada and Crooked Lane Books in the US.

Tuesday, November 27, 2018

Character guest post: 5 Things Worse Than Losing Your Memory + giveaway


5 Things Worse Than Losing Your Memory by Michele Pariza Wacek 

In my latest book "This Happened to Jessica," Becca has to try and regain her memory of the night sixteen-year-old Jessica disappeared. What makes it worse is Becca was apparently the last person to see Jessica that night.

Becca definitely has some strong opinions about her memory loss and insisted on sharing them with you today. I'll let Becca take it away.

Becca: Thanks, Michele. As I'm the one who has been stuck suffering with amnesia, I appreciate being able to weigh in here. (Yes, that is sarcasm.)

In all seriousness, I haven't decided if losing my memory is a blessing or a curse. For the purposes of this article, I'll assume it's a blessing and share 5 things that are worse than losing your memory.

1. Running out of coffee.

Honestly, there are few things worse than running out of coffee. Well, maybe running out of cream and sugar. Or wine. Oh God, okay those are definitely worse. I can't think about this anymore. I think I'll go make another pot.

2. Reconnecting with your teenage crush and finding out he's engaged. 
Yeah, this one sucks. Take it from me. There's no upside here. Even if you're not sure you WANT to date him, you still want to have the option, right?

3. Meeting a ghost
Especially a not-very-nice ghost that says mysterious and creepy things to you that make no sense. Trust me. I know. (Note from Michele: This is actually in the first book "It Began With a Lie," not sure why Becca is bringing it up here but whatever.)

4. Getting hit by a train.
Full disclosure, I've never been hit by a train so I can't speak from experience, but I feel like this would be true.

5. Finding out you had something to do with your friend's disappearance.
Okay, this isn't nice at all. I refuse to think about this. If you need me, I'm going to pour myself another cup of coffee. Or maybe a glass of wine. Definitely wine.

by Michele Pariza Wacek
November 27, 2018
Publisher: Love-Based Publishing
Genre: Psychological thriller/mystery/romantic suspense
Becca would like nothing better than to put the past behind her and focus on making Redemption her home. But what do you do when the past refuses to stay buried?

Becca still can't remember the night sixteen-year-old Jessica disappeared from a party, never to be seen again. Which is bad enough (especially since she was supposedly the last person to see Jessica alive), but it's not the worst …

Strange events are making Becca think there's a link between what happened to Jessica fifteen years ago and the darkness happening now.

With help from her friends and her teenage crush, Daniel, Becca races against time to uncover the truth about Jessica before another sixteen-year-old girl is doomed to the same fate as Jessica.


Start at the beginning of Becca’s story with IT BEGAN WITH A LIE!

The first in her brand-new Secrets of Redemption series, bestselling author, Michele Pariza Wacek brings you IT BEGAN WITH A LIE. Becca was hoping for a fresh start for her troubled family, but instead, she is thrust into a mysterious past she barely remembers, one that threatens not only her sanity but her life. Fans of Nora Roberts’ paranormal suspense novels, GONE GIRL by Gillian Flynn and classic Stephen King will devour this psychological thriller with an eerie twist of romantic suspense.


About the Author:
Michele Pariza Wacek (also known as Michele PW) taught herself to read at three years old because she so badly wanted to write fiction. As an adult, she became a professional copywriter (copywriters write promotional materials for businesses, nothing to do with protecting intellectual property or putting a copyright on something) and eventually founded a copywriting and marketing company. She grew up in Madison, Wisconsin and currently lives with her husband and dogs in the mountains of Arizona. You can reach her at MicheleParizaWacek.com. She’s published two novels, “The Stolen Twin” and “Mirror Image,” both psychological thrillers/mystery/suspense books.

Giveaway:
$5 Amazon gift card + digital copy of IT BEGAN WITH A LIE

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Sunday, November 4, 2018

Spotlight: Painless by Marty Thornley + giveaway


Painless
by Marty Thornley
January 12, 2018
Genres: Adult, Horror, Psychological Thriller
The debut psychological-horror novel from author Marty Thornley is a page-turning ride, a front row seat to a clinical trial gone horribly wrong.

For Greg Owens, this was supposed to be a chance to end years of back pain and escape his reliance on pain pills. If it all worked out, he could maybe even get back the life he left behind as the pills took control.

Instead, as the patients are cured of their physical pain, they encounter a different sort of pain building inside them – obsessive thoughts, depression, self-destruction. The side-effects grow worse, and the suspense ratchets tighter. The patients want answers and violent revenge, setting them on a collision course with a crazed doctor, determined to protect his life’s obsession.



What readers are saying…
“…most definitely a recommended read, though it’s probably not the best choice for those with a weak stomach.”

“Gruesome and twisted. Awesome!!!”

“OMG this book. Holy heck the gruesome descriptions of blood and gore and guts was SO RAD. I found myself cringing and fidgeting and yes, even feeling a bit nauseous in some spots – but totally in a GOOD WAY! Painless was exactly what I wanted in a super-unique, creepy, shocking horror-thriller.”


About the Author:
Goodreads
Marty started writing short stories as a teenager, inspired as much by favorite books and movies as the environment and characters that define the South Shore of Massachusetts. The pull of the movies dragged him first to film school and finally to Los Angeles, where he poked at the outskirts of the industry with screenplays and short films.

As his interest in a film career fizzled, he rebuilt himself bit-by-bit as a programmer. He spent the next decade building websites, finally realizing that something had been lost. His stories were collecting dust in the back of his brain while he sat through conference calls and code reviews.

So he returned to the woods of New England and the calming darkness under the trees. He returned to find the things that crawl in the undergrowth and turn them into words on the page. He dusted off one of his screenplays and turned it into his first novel. In the process, a dormant storyteller was awakened and is now seeking the next blank page to fill.

GIVEAWAY!
Tour-wide giveaway (INTL)
$25 Amazon gift card + signed copy of Painless

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Saturday, September 15, 2018

Michele PW Guest Post - For Sale: The Witch House (It Began with a Lie)

[Seen in the latest copy of Haunted Real Estate …]

For sale: Historic, four bedroom, two and a half bath house (also known as the "Witch House") on a huge, nearly two acre lot.

This over 100-year-old house is nestled on a very private corner lot, flanked by lonely rows of cornfields and a dark, easy-to-get-lost-in woods. It's perfect if you hate having nosy neighbors watching over you.

But, having your privacy doesn't have to mean you'll be lonely! With not one but two documented ghosts, (well, maybe three if you count the previous owner, aka The Witch, but it's not clear if she's actively haunting the house or not), you'll never lack company.

(And think of how much you'll save on a security system! Who would rob a haunted house?)

Plus, only two ghosts and four rooms means there's plenty of space for a family to spread out comfortably.

And, no haunted house would be complete without either an attic or a basement. The Witch House has both! Plus, a murder/suicide ghost story. Think of how popular you'll be at cocktail parties with a tale like that up your sleeve.

But, it gets even better. The Witch House is located in a picturesque little town called Redemption. Don't pay any attention to those stories about people disappearing without a trace. No one can prove anything.

Besides, even if someone DOES go missing, there's a rugged, sexy cop who is more than happy to investigate for you. If he can't get to the bottom of it … well, let's just leave it at that.

I have no doubt he'll uncover a perfectly logical, rational explanation for anything that seems … off. After all, ghosts aren't real.

Right?

And, things never are as they seem in Redemption.

To schedule your very own personal guided tour so you can decide for yourself how haunted the Witch House is, contact Michele Pariza Wacek.

by Michele Pariza Wacek
September 10, 2018
Publisher: Love-Based Publishing
Genre: Psychological thriller, romantic suspense, paranormal
Page Count: 282
A fresh start. That was what Becca hoped the move from New York to Redemption, Wisconsin, would be for her troubled family—a way to get her crumbling marriage back on track, and to bond with her difficult 16-year-old stepdaughter.

But instead of a new beginning, Becca is thrust into a mysterious past she barely remembers … a past that includes complications from interacting with her teenage crush, Daniel, as well as living in her aunt's old house (aka "The Witch House," according to locals).

But is the house really haunted? Or is there something far more sinister out to destroy them?

About the Author:
Michele Pariza Wacek (also known as Michele PW) taught herself to read at three years old because she so badly wanted to write fiction. As an adult, she became a professional copywriter (copywriters write promotional materials for businesses, nothing to do with protecting intellectual property or putting a copyright on something) and eventually founded a copywriting and marketing company. She grew up in Madison, Wisconsin and currently lives with her husband and dogs in the mountains of Arizona. You can reach her at MicheleParizaWacek.com. She’s published two novels, “The Stolen Twin” and “Mirror Image,” both psychological thrillers/mystery/suspense books.