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E-book of Edge of the Shadow on tiny sale at Amazon

08 Wednesday Mar 2017

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Bargain basement price of $3.82 (as opposed to $3.99) at Amazon. Why? Dunno. Maybe they have an oversupply of electrons and decided to whittle the amount accordingly.

 

This is your chance to venture into the ghostly world of Wisdom Court, where women go to pursue their dreams.

 

 

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Horror can lie behind the ordinary…

08 Wednesday Feb 2017

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Horror is all around us, waiting to be seen, waiting to be discovered in the most banal of circumstances. In the walk down the old stairs to the basement where the washing machine and dryer squat side-by-side, mouths closed…for now. That silence into which the drip-drip of fluid sounds…where is it coming from? Is it blood? No, it’s a leak from the water heater, in it the knowledge that the warm ablutions are no more until treasure has been spent, until the moldering body of the old heater has been dragged out into the forest to be buried secretly before dawn.

The odd silence on the third floor grows thicker as the minutes pass. The  heaviness of it weighs down the soul, and soon memories of past transgressions, of deeds left undone, consume the spirit and force a bitter review of the doors closed to redemption. Who knew how many clothes remained unfolded, away from their proper places?

Let me listen to the howl carried on the wind rather than the speeches made by souls sold for power…too soon? Let’s move on.

Not just blood, not just fear lie in wait for the wary. Our lives proceed down neat paths until the way is overcome with putrid vegetation and the unending tasks of the damned. April is coming, and we know why it is the cruelest month.

Stay with February, Women in Horror Month. Come join us to relish in the power of horror, in the particular force of the female perception of what makes us scream. See what we have for you at #wihm8.

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Happy New Year, Readers !

05 Thursday Jan 2017

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So I’m a little late. What are a few days among friends?

I’m trying to get my fingers moving, get my brain tumbling, get some words on the page. It’s snowy today, and very cold, so my primary impulse is to wrap up in a blanket and sip cocoa while I read what someone else has written. But what about my characters? The ones I set up a few weeks ago and left looking around, wondering what was to happen to them next. They sit there still, no voices, no ideas, no nothin’.

What I had in mind is to follow a thread about what occurs at Wisdom Court now. The three books containing the story arc I began with are now sitting on the bookshelf. (And available as e-books and trade paperbacks at Amazon, Kobo, Nook, Google, and God knows where else.)

What happens at a women’s institute when everyone there admits the place is thoroughly haunted? Sure, they found out why so many terrifying events happened, and how it all got started, but now what?

Don’t you think there would be a long line of spirits wanting their stories told? After all, the way ghosts are usually laid to rest is to find out why they’re ghosts–what evil in their lives made them hang around after they died. Who cares if that creates problems for Wisdom Court as a place where women can come spend a year working on whatever they want to do–have always wanted to do–completely supported financially and emotionally? Ghosts have rights! They deserve to have their stories told.

So the plan: provide a forum for the ghosts, pay attention to them, aid them on their way to the Other Side. Surely the women of Wisdom Court wouldn’t mind helping in their spare time. It’s true that being surprised by entities not totally in control of their abilities to communicate might be a little off-putting. Suddenly seeing an image in the mirror not belonging to the person looking at herself would cause some upset. There are worse things.

I would write the details of these encounters and perhaps collect them in an anthology at the end of the year. A noble goal, right? Well, sure, if I can get my brain functioning, my fingers typing, my will cranked up and humming.

Brrr.  It’s cold up here in my garret. I’m assuming that’s because of the snowstorm. I’m alone here except for my noble cat, Oreo. She hasn’t given any indication of other…persons…being present.

I’m going downstairs to put the kettle on for some cocoa.

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31 Days of Spooky Stuff, October 31: Happy Halloween

31 Monday Oct 2016

Posted by Yvonne Montgomery in Ghosts, Hallowe'en, Hauntings, Life

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We’ve looked at many aspects of Halloween this month, most of them spooky. We’ve whistled past some graveyards, viewed some monsters born of All Hallows Eve. We’ve read a spirited story (get it?) by Denver author Douglas D. Hawk called “Moonlit Dream Girl.”

We read the story “Halloween Jack” by Christine Valentor, and better understand why we see his image everywhere on All Hallows Eve. We traveled to haunted places in the U.S. where ghosts still shift among historic buildings in CR Richards’ “Halloween Blog Hop.”

We curled up with a bag or two of Halloween candy (bought purely to sample for good quality, right?) while we watched old favorite movies that still make us shudder or give us bursts of nervous laughter.

Why is it we wish each other Happy Halloween? What does it even mean? That you hope people have fun scaring each other? That dressing in costumes will help you avoid the evil spirits out and about on Halloween night? That we’ll all get bunches of candy we shouldn’t eat to help us get to Thanksgiving? That all of us will enjoy our humanity just a little more by wearing that costume, by giving that handful of candy to a child, by remembering old magic in our cells, where it lives under our work clothes and serious expressions?

Maybe magic can be reignited by following rules learned in childhood, by showing our true identities–only for a short while–and by feasting on the food of the spirits for a night to protect us from evil.

Thanks to everyone who participated in “31 Days of Spooky Stuff.” Hope you get good candy.

You can still enter the drawing (to be held late tonight) to win signed copies of my Wisdom Court books: Edge of the Shadow; A Signal Shown; All In Bad Time.

The winner of the drawing will be announced tomorrow.

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31 Days of Spooky Stuff, October 30: Cemeteries of Denver that give you Goosebumps…

30 Sunday Oct 2016

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8 Disturbing Cemeteries Around Denver That Will Give You Goosebumps

Who’s on the hunt for the heebie-jeebies? Call me crazy, but one of my favorite places to rove around and take photographs is most definitely at a cemetery – and the eerier the better. There are so many thought provoking structures that “grow” from the ground, including tombstones, trees, monuments, statues, mausoleums, and unidentified objects. You just never known when you may encounter an unexplained presence or phenomenon at these creepy cemeteries in Denver. They lend the phrase “dancing in the moonlight” a whole new meaning.

1. Fairmount Cemetery and Mortuary
1. Fairmount Cemetery and Mortuary
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Founded in 1890, Fairmount Cemetery is the area’s second oldest, with 280 acres of graves that serve as the final resting place for many of Denver’s notable historical figures. Over the years, stories have been told of strange lights and shadows that appear to hover around the grounds, but everytime an investigative team of paranormal enthusiasts try to catch them on film, the tapes come back blank or blackened. But don’t take my word for it. Go see the strangeness for yourself!
2. Mount Olivet Cemetery
2. Mount Olivet Cemetery
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Since 1892, over 120,000 bodies have been laid to rest at Mount Olivet, a Catholic cemetery operated by the Archdiocese of Denver. Like many of the cemeteries on this list, bodies from the infamous graveyard at what is now Cheesman Park were transferred here for burial, and there is no doubt that many of those unhappy spirits still haunt its sacred grounds.
3. Fort Logan National Cemetery
3. Fort Logan National Cemetery
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This 214 acre national cemetery was established in 1950 and includes Fort Logan’s original post cemetery and additional land from the former military post. Over 122,000 internments were buried here at last count, and the sheer amount of uniform gravestones will send shivers up your spine. Eternally grateful for your honorable service, soldiers!
4. Olinger Crown Hill Mortuary and Cemetery
4. Olinger Crown Hill Mortuary and Cemetery
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Since its inception in 1907, Crown Hill Cemetery and its historic Tower of Memories have grown to be one of Denver’s most recognized landmarks and home to 240 acres of headstones, cremation gardens, cremation niches, vaults, companion crypts, and other sites for final disposal.
5. Ralston Cemetery
5. Ralston Cemetery
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This community cemetery in Arvada is one of the oldest in the area and has a mysteriously uncertain history. The oldest gravestone marks the burial site of triplets laid to rest in 1869, but it is presumed the burial ground existed prior to that date and serves as the final resting place of many original Mile High pioneers.
6. The Sisters of Loretto at Colorado Heights University
6. The Sisters of Loretto at Colorado Heights University
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On the northwest corner of the campus of Colorado Heights University, is a reminder of the Sisters of Loretto’s presence on the historic land where the women of the West were first educated. It is no longer an active cemetery, but the spirits of roughly 50 sisters still hover over the land of the highest point in Denver.
7. Denver Pet Cemetery and Crematory
7. Denver Pet Cemetery and Crematory
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That’s right, folks, this ain’t no Stephen King novel. If you’re looking for a place to lay Fido down where he can frolic forever with his dog park cronies, look no further. (What? There’s nothing creepy about having your best furry friend frozen, fired, and put six feet under.)
8. Riverside Cemetery
8. Riverside Cemetery
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Established in 1876, Riverside is Denver’s oldest operating cemetery and most certainly one of the spookiest in town. Many historic figures and their ghosts call it home, and you can expect to encounter them if visiting the boneyard at just the right time.
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One of the most striking sites at Riverside is the limestone replica of Lester Drake’s log cabin, which has been standing for roughly 100 years.
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It’s a harrowing haunt, alright. (What does it mean!?)
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Take a nighttime tour and experience the strangeness, secrets, tragedies, heartbreak, and mysteries in the moonlight at the Riverside Cemetery.
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31 Days of Spooky Stuff, October 19: Poltergeist

19 Wednesday Oct 2016

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I’ve been thinking about spooky stuff (guess why) and happened across a still from the movie Poltergeist. It’s one of my all-time favorite horror films and can to this day give me the big-time creeps. Steven Spielberg and Tobe Hooper do a wonderful job of creating a scare-fest aimed at middle class America. And aren’t we always more afraid of what we know? Or what we think we know?

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A happy family living in a beautiful house in suburbia shouldn’t have to worry, right? Don’t bet on it. Where they live and how they came to be in that snug development spark a series of events not of this world, and it all begins when the younger daughter disappears into the great open eye of the television set. Much consternation and fright ensue, shown with fear and wit.

I think this is another movie I have to force my grandkids to see, just to get them in the mood for Halloween. I hope you’ll give it another look, in honor of the holiday. Heh-heh.

 

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31 Days of Spooky Stuff, October 9: Denver’s Cheesman Park

09 Sunday Oct 2016

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One of my inspirations in writing the Wisdom Court books is an ongoing fascination with hauntings. I’ve long loved spooky stories about strange sounds and cold mists, about encounters with spirits who do not rest. I’ve scared myself silly with ghost movies, and I’ve been forced to look under the bed before I can go to sleep.

I live in Denver, a city with many haunted sites, one of the most notorious being Cheesman Park, not far from my home. It’s a beautiful expanse of grass and trees, and at the  top of a rise there’s a pavilion overlooking Capitol Hill and the Rocky Mountains. By the appearance of the park, and the wide array of people who enjoy it, you’d never know it was once the site of Mount Prospect Cemetery. Moreover, you’d never dream there are bodies under the grass, and, according to some, that their spirits walk.  On a cloudy evening it’s not hard to discern lower spots in the grass where bones may still lie. Several were discovered during repairs made to the sprinkler system a few years ago. Some of the homes near the park are reportedly haunted by the spirits whose graves were disturbed. Here are excerpts from the story from Wikipedia:https://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Cheesman_Park,_Denver

“[Prospect] cemetery opened in 1858 and the first burial occurred the following year. In 1872, the U.S. Government determined that the property upon which the cemetery sat was actually federal land, having been deeded to the government in 1860 by a treaty with the Arapaho. The government then offered the land to the City of Denver who purchased it for $200. Although today it is still mostly remembered as Mt. Prospect Cemetery, in 1873 the cemetery’s name was changed to the Denver City Cemetery.

The Cheesman Pavilion, dedicated 1908

Panorama of the Cheesman Park Pavilion at dusk.

As time went on different areas of the cemetery were designated for different religions, ethnic groups and fraternal organizations such as Odd Fellows, Society of Masons, Roman Catholics, Jewish, the Grand Army of the Republic, and a segregated section at the south end for the Chinese. Some sections were well maintained by family descendants or their organizations, but others were terribly neglected. In 1875, 20 acres (81,000 m2) at the northeast part of the cemetery (slightly east of where the botanic gardens are now located) were sold to the Hebrew Burial Society, who then maintained it, while much of the rest of the graveyard fell further into disrepair. By the late 1880s the cemetery was rarely used and in great disrepair, becoming an eyesore in what had become one of the most exclusive parts of the quickly growing city. Real estate developers soon began to lobby for a park to be in its place, rather than an unused cemetery. Before long, Colorado Senator Henry Moore Teller persuaded the U.S. Congress to allow the old graveyard to be converted to a park. On January 25, 1890, Congress authorized the city to vacate Mt. Prospect Cemetery and in recognition, Teller renamed the area Congress Park.

Families were given 90 days to remove the bodies of their loved ones to other locations. Those who could afford this began to transfer bodies to other cemeteries throughout the city and elsewhere. Due to the large number of graves in the Roman Catholic section off to the east, Mayor Joseph E. Bates sold the 40-acre (160,000 m2) area to the archdiocese, which was then named Mount Calvary Cemetery. The Chinese section of the graveyard was given over to the large population of Chinese who lived in the “Hop Alley” district of Denver. Most of these bodies were then removed and shipped to their homeland of China.

Several years went by while the city waited for citizens to remove the remains of their families, but few did. Most of the people buried in the cemetery were vagrants, criminals, and paupers, which probably had a lot do to with why the majority of bodies, more than 5,000, remained unclaimed. In 1893 The City of Denver then awarded a contract to undertaker E.P. McGovern to remove the remains. McGovern was to provide a “fresh” coffin for each body and then transfer it to the Riverside Cemetery at a cost of $1.90 each. The macabre work began on March 14, 1893, while an assorted audience of curiosity-seekers and reporters came and went. For the first few days, the transfer was orderly. However, the unscrupulous McGovern soon found a way to make an even larger profit on the contract. Rather than utilizing full-size coffins for adults, he used child-sized caskets that were just one foot by 3½ feet long. One source claims this was done at least partially because of a coffin shortage caused by a mining accident in Utah.[4] Hacking the bodies up, McGovern sometimes used as many as three caskets for just one body. In their haste, body parts and bones were literally strewn everywhere in a disorganized mess. Their haste also allowed souvenir hunters and onlookers to help themselves to items from the caskets.

The Denver Republican newspaper ran a story breaking the news, its March 19, 1893 headline read: “The Work of Ghouls!” The article described, in detail, McGovern’s practice of hacking up what were sometimes intact remains of the dead and stuffing them into children’s-size coffins. The article partly described the scene:

“The line of desecrated graves at the southern boundary of the cemetery sickened and horrified everybody by the appearance they presented. Around their edges were piled broken coffins, rent and tattered shrouds and fragments of clothing that had been torn from the dead bodies…All were trampled into the ground by the footsteps of the gravediggers like rejected junk.”

Mayor Rogers canceled the contract and the city Health Commissioner began an investigation. Although numerous graves had not yet been reached and others sat exposed, a new contract for moving the bodies was never awarded.”

It’s no wonder people still talk of ghosts walking through the park. Sometimes you can see in the grass the barest outlines of sunken areas where graves once were.

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31 Days of Spooky Stuff, October 8: Croke Patterson Mansion

08 Saturday Oct 2016

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Not far from my home in Denver’s Capitol Hill is the Croke Patterson Mansion. When the lovely old house was vacant, I often stopped to stare at the upper-story windows, hoping to see a face looking down at me. Alas, I never did, and now the place is known as the Patterson Inn, a 4-star hotel.

Croke Patterson Mansion – Built in 1890 by Thomas B. Croke, this sandstone residence was one of the country’s most elegant homes. Now serving as a [hotel], it is also said to be one of the most haunted.

According to the legend Thomas B. Croke only entered the palatial mansion one time and was so emotionally shaken by “whatever” was there, that he never returned. Just two years later it was sold to Thomas M. Patterson, who’s family kept the home for several decades. Over the next several years, the building served many purposes, including a dance studio, a radio station, and a boarding house before it was converted to an office building.  During the renovation to office space in the 1970’s, construction crews began to experience a number of strange occurrences.

After a long days work, they would often return the next day to find that the tasks they had completed the day before had been “undone.” After this had occurred several times, guard dogs were left to protect the property from what the workmen thought might be intruders. However, the next day they found the two Doberman Pinschers dead on the sidewalk after having apparently jumped from a third-story window. Once the renovation to office building was complete, employees almost immediately began to notice equipment, such as typewriters, copy machines, and telephone that mysteriously began to operate by themselves.

When a séance was held to determine who was haunting the building, they found it to be the spirit of a little girl whose body was supposedly entombed in the cellar. However, when the basement was excavated, they found a hidden chamber was found, filled with sea sand, but no remains of a little girl.

A ghostly image has often been sighted gliding up and down the main floor stairway and otherworldly voices have been heard here as well. Thomas Patterson, former owner of the home, is said to have been spied numerous times in the courtyard between the mansion and the carriage house.

When the building still served as an apartment building, occupants on the lower levels were known to complain about wild parties taking place on the third level. But, when these parties were investigated, they would be met with only silent emptiness.

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31 Days of Spooky Stuff, October 6: The Uninvited

06 Thursday Oct 2016

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One of the inspirations for my Wisdom Court novels is this 1942 novel written by Irish author Dorothy Macardle. It’s a thumping good ghost story that was later adapted to film in 1944.

In this January 9, 2016, review in the Irish Times, author Anna Carey provides an interesting feminist slant to an old form: the haunted house novel.

The Uninvited, by Dorothy Macardle: ghosts of a sensible persuasion

by Anna Carey

This chiller from 1942 is decidely old-fashioned, but the author makes it all enjoyably eerie – and throws in a few pithy social observations as well

Dorothy Macardle: like many other Republican feminists, was appalled by the decision to enshrine the domestic role of women in the Constitution. So perhaps it’s not surprising that, a few years later, she wrote an excellent novel that shows just how unhealthy it can be to idolise women as pure domestic goddessesDorothy Macardle: like many other Republican feminists, was appalled by the decision to enshrine the domestic role of women in the Constitution. So perhaps it’s not surprising that, a few years later, she wrote an excellent novel that shows just how unhealthy it can be to idolise women as pure domestic goddesses

After the Irish Constitution was introduced in 1937, the writer and activist Dorothy Macardle wrote to her good friend, Éamon de Valera, to tell him what she thought of it. “As the Constitution stands,” she wrote, “I do not see how anyone holding advanced views on the rights of women can support it, and that is a tragic dilemma for those who have been loyal and ardent workers in the national cause.”

Macardle, like many other Republican feminists, was appalled by the decision to enshrine the domestic role of women in the Constitution. So perhaps it’s not surprising that, a few years later, she wrote an excellent novel that shows just how unhealthy it can be to idolise women as pure domestic goddesses.

First published in 1942, Uneasy Freehold has been reissued as the second in Tramp Press’s brilliant Recovered Voices series, The Uninvited (its American title). In it, two Anglo-Irish siblings, Roddy and Pamela Fitzgerald, find an enchanting house for sale in Devon called Cliff End. But when they make enquiries about purchasing it, the owner tells them that it’s been empty for 15 years.

Its previous residents were the owner’s daughter Mary, her artist husband Lyn, their small daughter Stella, and Lyn’s model and mistress, Carmel. Mary and Carmel both died tragically at Cliff End, and Stella was brought up by her grandfather. Six years earlier, a couple lived there, but left after having “experienced disturbances”.

Roddy and Pamela are undeterred, but once they’ve moved into Cliff End strange things start to happen. They hear a woman sobbing and see mysterious lights. And then a mist appears, a mist that looks very like a woman with cold blue eyes.

Who exactly is haunting the house? And what does this spirit want with Stella, now a young woman who yearns for the perfect mother she never really knew?

Stella’s fascination with Mary allows Macardle to explore the dark side of the blind veneration of a saintly mother figure. Stella’s bedroom is a Marian shrine – in both senses of the word: “Pale blue walls – her mother’s favourite colour . . . Mary’s pictures – Florentine madonnas; a sketch of Mary as a girl and before it, in a glass vase, one white rose; even a statuette of her mother – a white plaster thing. It’s a culte. Oh the piety, the austerity, the white virginal charm!”

Macardle shows how limiting this cold ideal of virtue can be – and how long its unhealthy effects can linger.

Of course, the ultimate test of a ghost story is whether it’s scary or not. And while The Uninvited is enormously readable and full of nicely spooky moments, it rarely produces the sort of creeping dread triggered by, say, Elizabeth Bowen’s The Demon Lover. This is mostly because the moments of terror are generally balanced by the characters’ sensible and thoughtful discussions of what might be causing them. This may sound tame, but turns The Uninvited into a different yet equally enjoyable ghost story.

Pamela and Roddy become not just the victims of a haunting, but amateur sleuths determined to unearth the source of the mysterious incidents at Cliff End. They put together a dossier on the previous household and bring in friends and experts to help them. I was not surprised that Roddy, putting off writing a book review, wondered “how on earth was I to give my mind to Peter Wimsey and his mysteries while our own diabolical problem was crying out to be tackled?” There’s more than a touch of Wimsey-creator Dorothy L Sayers’s wit and inventiveness about The Uninvited.

In fact, the dark subject matter and the complex issues explored by Macardle, combined with the engaging characters and light touch, make The Uninvited one of the most entertaining Irish novels I’ve read all year.

When de Valera was asked for his verdict on the 1944 film version of The Uninvited, his response was: “Typical Dorothy”. I hope she took it as a compliment.

Anna Carey’s latest novel is Rebecca Is Always Right

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31 Days of Spooky Stuff–October 4, Horror Story

04 Tuesday Oct 2016

Posted by Yvonne Montgomery in e-books, Ghosts, Hallowe'en

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Denver author Douglas D. Hawk loves to scare his readers, and he’s really good at it. I still have the occasional nightmare from his work, Moonslasher,  http://amzn.to/2d0pvij moonslasher

And then there’s Graveyard Looters. You don’t sleep enough after reading that to worry about nightmares.  http://amzn.to/2cPX7kE     graveyardlooters

If hardcore horror is not your cup of poison, try Doug’s two Black Claw books, wonderful adventure tales set during WWII, with plenty of thrills but not quite so much blood.

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Denver Dreadful: The Ripper of Capitol Heights
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And now, presenting a never-published flash fiction story from Mr. Hawk, just to make your day a little edgier.

 

 

MOONLIT DREAM GIRL

Watching from the moon night shadows, his dementia distorted her, remade her, morphed her into Dream Girl.
Standing in the small clearing, she was radiant, stunning. Dream Girl was a vision of love and adoration; a delusion of lust and wanton possession. Clinging to her thighs, the silky skirt molded around her and the sweater hugged her body tightly, amplifying her plentiful breasts.
She paused, her beautiful, moon-washed expression curious.
He knew that Dream Girl sensed him. And his smile was feral.
A figment of the night, he crept toward her. Dream Girl would know him. Again. Love him. Again. She would submit her body to him. Again. And her life.
Peering into the murky gloom beyond the moon-washed clearing, her eyes widened as he emerged into the silvery glow. But, she did not scream and she did not run.
She smiled. A toothsome smile; a smile filled with delight, appreciation and needle-pointed fangs.
Disconcerted, he stared.
Dream Girl again morphed…
…and sprang.
Lion became lamb and a torn throat spurted hot blood and Dream Girl drank deeply.

 

 

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Laura C. Williams, The Owl Pages
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