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SPOOKTACULAR GIVEAWAY HOP-OCT 24TH THRU OCT 31ST

GREETINGS AND WELCOME TO MY BLOG!! I’M EXCITED TO BE PART OF THE SPOOKTACULAR GIVEAWAY HOP HOSTED BY
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I’M HAVING TWO GIVEAWAYS. THE FIRST ONE BEING A PAPERBACK COPY OF IMPRINT BY ANNIE FRAME. THIS IS AN UNUSED REVIEW COPY GIVEN TO ME BY THE PUBLISHER.
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IMPRINT
This spine chilling book takes the reader into the realms of horror all the more believable because it seems reality not fantasy. The Imprints enter the soul of the narrator with determined power and describe each of their emotions in vivid detail. It is impossible not to be deeply involved, revolted and yet entranced at the same time as the linking of the personalities becomes apparent. Desperation, self destruction and fear are superimposed on the beauty of the rose with its blood red petals. Each bloom shows the astral image of the various characters as their lives have been lived, giving some hope for the future and the lessons offered to the soul as it evolves to enlightenment and bewitching knowledge.

 
annie frame
About the Author
I’m a strange old soul who prefers to write fiction stories because they offer so much freedom in so many ways. In a world that has so many restrictions to a spiritual mind it feels good to float on the wings of fiction because there is no one dictating rules and regulations, just good old-fashioned freedom. I have always been aware of the invisible side of life and spent many of my early years working extra hard to shut the doorway. This led to a very unhappy incomplete way of thinking; eventually due to ill heath, I found myself looking within and realised that I couldn’t run away from myself any longer. I came to a crossroads: live in fear of the other side or learn to understand it; I chose the second option.

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LEIGH LANE GUEST POST

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TODAY I’M ALLOWING LEIGH LANE TO TAKE OVER MY BLOG AND HER ODE TO STEPHEN KING.

Hidden ValleyLisa and MYTHS

 

Paying Homage to the King

by Leigh M. Lane

Those who are familiar with my work know that I’m more or a meta-genre writer than anything else: Myths of Gods is my take on the interpretative power of religious texts; World-Mart is my commentary on the classic dystopia and a mournful homage to Kurt Vonnegut Jr.; and Finding Poe is a structural analysis of the Gothic romance. It should come as no surprise, then, that my newest novel, The Hidden Valley, is my own personal way of showing my respect to the reigning King of horror.

When I first came up with the idea for The Hidden Valley, all I knew initially was that I wanted it to be a ghost story, one about a haunted town that sustained itself by drawing in newcomers on which it slowly fed. I also knew I wanted to make it emulate stylistically Stephen King’s rich and physical prose. Little did I know at the time that King was also working on a ghost story—one about a haunted town! I have to assume the muses had whispered similar thoughts to both of us where this is concerned, and I’m very curious to see where my story and his (supposedly a sequel to The Shining, one of my favorites of his) end up crossing over thematically.

To take matters a step further, I thought it would be fun to play with the actual structure of the novel. I started by working toward making each chapter a work of flash fiction. While not all of the chapters adhere to the 1000-or-less flash fiction requirement, most do, and each has its own minor conclusion, even if some of them are more open-ended than others. As I progressed, my husband suggested I take this a step further and restructure the story into four novellas/novelettes, reconstructing the entire manuscript to divide each main character’s story from the rest—essentially offering each individual point of view, and with surprisingly different conclusions. As a result, readers have a choice in how they want to approach the story: as a flash fiction serial, as four separate stories, or as the full-length novel told in chronological order. Talk about meta-horror!

Just the same, this all ties perfectly into the King’s writing: he is an innovator where horror is concerned, and what better way to pay him homage than to be as innovative as possible in my own, King-inspired work?

About The Hidden Valley:

Deep in a hidden valley, there is a ghost town that has experienced a miraculous rebound. It is separated from the rest of the world by a mountain pass, but it’s found a dark and deadly lifeline…. Carrie and her husband Grant are moving wayward teenage twins John and Jane across the country for a fresh start. South Bend seems like the perfect place for it. Maybe just a little too perfect. When they become aware of the trap that has been set for them, will it already be too late for any of them to escape?

Go to http://www.cerebralwriter.com/the-hidden-valley.html for more information.

About the author:

Leigh M. Lane lives in the beautiful mountains of Montana, where she writes speculative fiction that spans from sci-fi to horror. All of her works contain a gritty realism that hallmarks her unique voice, which also often has social or political undertones. Her recent releases are The Hidden Valley, Finding Poe, World-Mart, and Myths of Gods.

Leigh’s influences include H.G. Wells, Kurt Vonnegut, Isaac Asimov, Clive Barker, Edgar Allan Poe, Rod Serling, and Stephen King.

Check out her Amazon author page: http://www.amazon.com/Leigh-M.-Lane/e/B0055DSE6Y/ref=ntt_athr_dp_pel_1

Visit her on Facebook: http://www.facebook.com/AuthorLeighMLane

ALL HALLOWS READ

Hello everyone, 
Here is a cool thing going on this Hallow’s Eve. Give someone a scary book to read. It’s that simple.


All Hallows Read

Here is a video of Neil Gaiman explaining this.




Hotel from Hell-Story Inspired from a Dream:)

THIS WAS A STRANGE DREAM I HAD THIS MORNING AND THIS STORY EMERGED. THIS REALLY CREEPED ME OUT AND I WOKE UP SWEATING.
I’M SURE THERE IS MORE TO IT BUT IT’S A START. I’M TAKING A FELLOW AUTHOR’S ADVICE AND WRITING SOMETHING DOWN EVERY DAY IF I CAN.
The story starts with a married couple on a trip.
They are there for something, not sure what. They find themselves searching for a hotel. The friends they are with found one. The couple seem to have a reservation somewhere else.
The couple had a hotel room but couldn’t find it. They were walking down a street with many lights…big city. Reminds me of New York on New Orleans.. Lighted signs fill the building walls. Free Street was the name of the street. The hotel called Free Zone. Husband and wife are walking looking around.
They become worried they can’t find the hotel and the wife keeps saying like a prayer help us find this place. She may have a special gift but this time it backfires and leads them astray.
They turn down a street that opens into what looks like a station of some kind. Store booths line the walls. More lighted signs. This reminds me of a casino that I went to in Missouri. It’s not well lighted. Kinda shadowy like the magic alley in Harry Potter.
They come to a booth where a man and women sit. The name on a sign says Free Zone. The hotel clerk is a man in his 40s- well defined with sandy brown hair. The woman is 20s something or looks like it. She is dressed in a short skirt, tight skirt, red lips, long manicured nails. The man reminds me of a circus ringleader or the person who mans the freak tent. Very charismatic. Woman reminds me of a stripper or porn star. Pretty face. They both look nice but they seem to have a creepy undercurrent. They remind me of characters in Clive Barker novel or maybe Richard Kadrey??? A buzzing like sound fills the wife’s head…warning flag perhaps?? Should have walked away then but they are desperate and they are in a town they aren’t familiar with
The wife talks to the woman first and the woman looks at the slip of paper that the wife has with the name of their hotel. The woman smiles sympathetically and says this is a high roller room, around a grand to stay. The wife says frantically, we can’t afford to stay there. Is there any place else?? The guy says he can help. There is a place for a specific clientele and certain ages can stay there. The husband and wife turn around to check out their surroundings and when they turn back to the hotel clerks (or whatever they are) The man grabs the woman’s ass and the woman swats his hand away and laughs. The wife is bothered by this but pushes to the back of her mind because she is relieved they may have found a room, doesn’t ask details and finds herself giving the man a hug.
The man takes them down a tunnel/street with shadows that opens into a hallway. The atmosphere feels weird and strange. He takes them down the hall that has old patterned wallpaper. Reminds me of the hotel in The Shining. Satiny panels cover some of the wall. The elevator is manned by a guard who is in an uniform. He has a military styled hair cut and is wearing a baton and a taser. The elevator is gold trimmed. The hotel man nods to the guard who in turn nods and motions to the elevator…kinda like a circus ringleader pointing to a main attraction. The elevator opens and is very large. In the elevator is two black women on large beds with soft down filled comforters. The couple urns around very unsettled and the guard is behind them blocking their way and pushes them into the elevator with the women.
The first woman has a long sharp pointed nose, short tight curls, wearing a pull on hat. She says, they did a good job on you, you look younger.The other woman is quiet but looks at the couple. She looks younger but her face looks like it had a ton of plastic surgery. The elevator is taking quite awhile to get to its destination and the wife is getting even more freaked out. What kind of place is this?? she thought to herself.
Finally the elevator stops. Two orderlies wait with two other “patients” on beds. The husband and wife quickly move out of the elevator and see an armed guard at a desk. He has dark hair and wears glasses. He motions them to a service elevator. The service elevator is dark inside and wife freaks out reaching for him. He holds her, goosebumps popping up on his arms. They get of the elevator after a short ride and the wife is saying we need to get out of this creepy place now. Something is not right here. They turn around and find that the service elevator has no buttons to go down.
They come upon a nurse sitting in front of a bunch of liquid filled jars. She is a muscular woman with a butch haircut. She looks up from her jars and says gruffly. It’s always the same thing, people don’t seem to understand we help people. We are not a bad place. Wife starts crying on the verge of a breakdown, her body shaking, She hears the weird buzzing again and knows they must get out of here somehow.
She pleads with the nurse, “ You don’t understand, we shouldn’t be here. We were just looking for a room.”
The nurse replies, “That is what they all say at first. You will come to understand in time. We need your essence. There is no going back.” She motions to the jars.
The husband and wife look around, trying to find an escape route. Two muscular orderlies appear with strait jackets and move towards them.
The nurse calls out to the couple, “You should be thankful. You really are helping people. Without you, we wouldn’t be able to.”
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