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Indiegogo Campaign – CAR NEX ANTHOLOGY

When my good buddy Terry M. West comes a-calling, I answer the fucking call. This time around, the master of all things horrific is starting an Indiegogo campaign for his Car Nex Anthology. We’re talking fresh tales of ooey-gooey terror, gals and ghouls. I’ve been tapped to write a brand new bit o’ 80s inspired squeamishness and I couldn’t be more thrilled.

However, this shit ain’t gonna happen unless peeps jump on the campaign. (yeah, I said peeps without any sense of irony). So let’s spread the word and get this bad mutha off the ground. Here are the deets. (ok, you can mock me for deets).

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Pleasant Storm, Texas. 1965. A God-fearing family man finds an ancient book of secrets and is compelled to perform a blood ceremony. The Car Nex is brought into our dimension, and Hell is given form and fangs. Weapons will not slow it. Prayers will not stop it. It is coming. And it hungers.

SIGN ON TO BE A PART OF THE INSANITY RIGHT HERE! 

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Happy Halloween! Spooky Excerpt from Forest of Shadows

I think it goes without saying that Halloween is my favorite holiday. I mean, what’s not to like? Thanks to the Walking Dead, I expect to see a lot of zombies, big and small, shambling through the streets tonight. Since many of you will be prowling around in the dark, I thought it would be nice to give you a little excerpt from my novel, Forest of Shadows, to help send you on your way. Remember, be wary of the shadows! ———–

A strong breeze gusted outside and whistled through a partially open window in one of the upstairs rooms. Judas suddenly realized he was alone in the inky blackness of a house that, despite their little test, had something very wrong with it. He sprinted into action and clambered down the steps. He cast a backwards glance, sure that something was just behind him, an inch away from grazing the back of his neck. Tiny needles of terror started a parade that originated at his lower back and danced up his spine. His breath was knocked out of him for the second time in the house when he walked smack into Teddy’s immobile figure in the front doorway.

            “What the hell, man?” he said when he regained his footing.

            Teddy motioned for him to come closer with one hand without turning his head or body. Something was happening outside that had him spellbound. Judas’s heart sank as a vision of the sheriff’s car parked next to his flashed across his brain.

            All of the saliva in his mouth dried up as he reluctantly edged around Teddy to face his fate. He could almost feel the harsh pinch of the handcuffs, hear the monotone of his rights being read to him.

            Except there was no sheriff’s car.

            Judas’s old Ford was right where they had left it, alone in the night.

            “What’s the deal?” he asked.

            “Look at the truck.”

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            “I did. Was there a bear near it or something?”

            “Look again.”

            Teddy was breathing in quick, syrupy gulps. Judas moved his gaze back to the truck and squinted hard.

            And then he saw them.

            Moving shadows, some flitting across the hood, others oozing up from the ground and undulating around it. They swirled, formed a single mass, then broke apart into dozens of pulsating black globs, a sentient dance of darkness.

            Judas gasped and the shadows froze.

New Monster Men And Latest Updates

Wow, it has been one crazy week. Forest of Shadows is finally available and I’ve been writing articles and interviews like mad. I figured it was time to get my cowboy gear on and do a quick roundup to get you all up to speed.

My short story, Bottom of the Ninth, just came out in the final issue of Ethereal Tales (issue #12…I know, 13 would have been more fitting).

Had a blast doing a Q&A with fellow author Frazer Lee.

An article on why I write about ghosts and a sneak peek of my book just posted on W.D. Gagliani’s blog.

You can listen to my radio interview on Artist First Radio’s archive. It’s listed alphabetically.

And last but certainly far from least, a new Monster Men podcast is here. Jack and I filmed about a five new episodes recently and will post a new one every week this month. This episode, we talk about my book as well as my night at a haunted well in NYC’s Manhattan Bistro. The well under the restaurant isn’t open to the public, so it was amazing getting a chance to see it. Watch the episode to see the pics I took.

Another Mag, Another Curtain Call

This is bittersweet news. My story, Bottom of the Ninth, will be published in the next issue of Ethereal Tales at the end of the month. The sad part is, this will be the final issue. Keeping a magazine running is harder than you can imagine, and I thank Teresa Ford for allowing me to grace her magazine’s pages with a couple of my stories over the years. Finding quality horror magazines is becoming as difficult as the hunt for Bigfoot. Cemetery Dance is still the king of the prom, but lately the chasm between issues has been growing larger and larger (though I was recently assured by a staff member there that things will be picking up soon). I gues this is all part of the changing times in publishing. Anthologies are now the best place to get your horror shorts fix. But man, there’s something about magazines that I love, and miss.

Speaking of Cemetery Dance, they just announced the publication of Four Legs in the Morning, the newest book by Norman Prentiss. If you’re not reading his work, you’re depriving yourself.

So, back to Ethereal Tales, check it out and lay down a couple of pounds for a copy that will be full to bursting with new stories and great artwork.

The Dig – Now on Kindle

That’s right, I finally figured it out. And I got my first Kindle this week. I’ve been having an Amazon time. The Dig is 99 cents and ready when you are. The management thanks you for your support. To learn more or download your copy, just click the cover image.

New Story Available for Nook

One of my never before published short stories, The Dig, is now available for download through Barnes & Noble for only 99 cents. Heck, that’s less than a McChicken on the dollar menu (and much better for you)! It will be available in other formats soon, as will other stories over the next few months.

The Dig is the first in what will be a series of horror shorts with an archaeological theme. Here’s the breakdown:

While digging in the Mongoloian heat, Felicia Tang enters an archaeological mystery. What looks like a normal burial mound is actually the entrance to a centuries old chamber housing countless urns within rough hewn niches. Who built the vast chamber and why? What remains lie within the urns? Most of all, what is still very much alive in the dark?

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