Horrifyingly Excellent Authors Here

Essence Asunder by Feind Gottes

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One man.
Two Fiends.
A cold, dark basement. A table of torture devices. A garrote chair.
Jacob Falgoust has woken into his own private Hell where Pain and Misery greet him with open arms.
A reason wrapped in riddles of beauty and pain may be his only chance to escape the suffering. Jacob must find the answer before his very essence is torn asunder.

 

Quotes:
” As grim and horrific a story I’ve read in a long time, if ever.” – Rudder’s Reviews

” The horror in Essence Asunder grabs you from the first sentence and does not let go.” – Isobel Blackthorn

Kindle: https://www.amazon.com/Essence-Asunder-Feind-Gottes-ebook/dp/B07DNMCV1D

Paperback: https://www.amazon.com/gp/product/1948318342

Feind Gottes [Fee-nd Gotz] is a horror nut, metal lover and an award winning horror author. Feind Feind Gottes - author photo.pngcurrently resides near Omaha, NE with his girlfriend, son, and two crazy cats. 

Feind has had one novella, Essence Asunder, published with Hellbound Books along with short stories and flash fiction appearing in several anthologies. Several more releases are scheduled in 2019 including Feind’s first ever published poem. Feind recently earned his first editing credit by co-editing “Blood From A Tombstone” with Don Smith Jr. 

Feind is currently editing his debut novel, Piece It All Back Together, for a 2019 release through Stitched Smile Publications. The first draft of Feind’s debut novel won the 2016 Dark Chapter Press Prize followed in 2017 by a Top Ten finish in The Next Great Horror Writer Contest then winning the Vincent Price Scariest Writer Award from Tell-Tale Publishing.

 

Terrifying Collections by P.J. Blakey-Novis

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Collection I: Embrace the Darkness & Other Stories

Step into the mind of the unstable, where nightmares become reality and reality is not always what it seems. Embrace The Darkness is a collection of six terrifying tales, exploring the darker side of human nature and the blurred line between dreams and actuality

http://mybook.to/EmbraceTheDarkness

 

 

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Collection II: Tunnels & Other Stories 

From the author of Embrace the Darkness, Tunnels takes you on six terrifying journeys full of terror and suspense. Join a group of ghost-hunters, dare to visit the Monroe house on Halloween, peek inside the marble box, and feel the fear as you meet the creatures of the night.

http://mybook.to/Tunnels

 

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Collection III: The Artist & Other Stories

The nightmares continue in this third instalment of short horrors from P.J. Blakey-Novis. The Artist and Other Stories contains a terrifying mix of serial killers, sirens, ghosts, claustrophobia, supernatural powers, and revenge guaranteed to get your heart racing and set your nerves on edge.

http://mybook.to/Artist

 

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Karma & Other Stories is a collection of six terrifying stories, with tales of vengeance, the occult, a deadly competition, a weekend trip which turns violent, witchcraft, and things which go bump in the night. These short stories pack a punch, with endings that will haunt your dreams.

http://mybook.to/KarmaIV

 

 

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P.J. Blakey-Novis   Co-Founder of Red Cape Publishing

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The Gold Collection by

David Duane Kummer

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Around every corner, another mystery…
In every alley, the unknown lurks…
You were scared of the dark for good reason.

The Gold Collection Box Set is a compilation of all the books I published during high school, including My Abigail, She, She Watches, and Until We Burn. It also includes an exclusive collection of short stories titled As Trees Turned Away. You can buy each of the four novels individually on Amazon, or purchase them all for a lower cumulative price here.

https://www.amazon.com/gp/product/B07TVQJ9SY

My Abigail–
Abigail had a secret
She was different… but I loved her.
But after it ended, there were no words to describe her. No way to make sense of it all.
Something so sweet, so loving, so gentle… in the end, it was all terrible.

In this gripping, psychological thriller, Caleb meets the girl of his dreams. Abigail is pretty, funny, and she cares about him like nobody ever has. But underneath her appearance is a monster that nobody can control… and nobody knows about.

When he is confronted with the truth, Caleb must make a terrible decision. Will he love the person who’s hurt him? Or will the secret tear them apart?

What even Abigail doesn’t understand is that she’s dangerous. More dangerous than either of them realize. But is it too late to turn back?

Until We Burn–
Cyrus Street never forgot about his home. It was always in the back of his mind, with the memories, the nightmares. Alluring, always pulling him back. There were so many questions unanswered. Something he left behind.

When he finally returns, he’s drawn back into a world even worse than he remembers. Werifesteria, with its dark secrets and murky past, never changed. It remains a cesspool, a danger. There’s something about the town unnerving, yet enticing. It isn’t normal. It isn’t sane.

As soon as Cyrus steps back into it, the murders begin. He’s the only one can catch this madman, if he can only control his mind.

Everybody remembers the fire. Everybody remembers him. But there’s a darkness he’s buried inside his own head. And unless he can remember, the entire town will burn.

She–
She Watches Always.

Small river towns have always had urban legends and teenage boys who love their sister. Even every city has these. But this legend is different, and Michael is unique.

Michael’s only a typical teenager in this small rivertown. Along with his three friends, he grows up and survives school; he laughs at jokes and gets to know the town around him. But everything changes one night when his sister is taken. Everything is different for him and his friends, as their friendly town begins to feel and look more sinister.

With the help of a detective, they uncover secrets and plots that point towards the only hope for saving his sister.

Together, they will search to the ends of the earth, when in reality the answer is close nearby. In their hometown.

Together, they will face the enemy that threatens their town, their lives, and the future of everyone they love. It is the adversary with many faces and none; the foe that cannot be killed and was never born.

They go together.
She waits alone.

She Watches–
She still watches.

The nights grew longer and the streets became empty. There was nothing left in the city. What she had taken, none could restore. The terrible woman of the dark, who lived in the forest, who lived to destroy. She is a mystery; She was always mystery. And now She is back.

When Daniel Smith is lured home 20 years later, he has a family of his own and kids to care for. It’s been a long time away from Hardy, from the town where so much happened. There are demons waiting beneath every sidewalk and home -demons only he knows about.

Friends. Nightmares. Fears. Death. It all rises up from the murky past of the city.

Some things are meant to never come back.

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davidkummer7@gmail.com

My name is David Kummer, and I live in Madison, Indiana, a small town on the Ohio River. There’s lots of history and creepy places, which have influenced my writings. In my book SHE, most of the places and buildings are based off similar settings here in my home town, although I’ve changed them so you won’t know which ones exactly (if you don’t ask).

I would love to get to know you better, so email me or check out my blog at davidkummer.com. I’m always glad to give out review copies ( most of the time), but love it even more if you pick up a copy to buy. They’re all cheap. Reviews are super appreciated.

You may have read some great authors before and some fascinating books, but you’ve never had an experience like this. Try something and let me convince you.

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Drop me a comment if you want a featured spot, or just a mixed author promo day, it’s free!  

 

Down – but not out – Sale

Hi everyone, so you may be curious as to my lack of blogs of late. 

Or you’re getting this for the first time and saying, “Who are you?” 

Either way – I’ve been battling some illness and have been pushing through only writing the novel and short stories and resting lots!

Today I feel GREAT!

 

So I worked on my website and am offering everyone books for FREE or .99 Cents only on Smashwords! 

I’d love it if you’d help me by having a browse and perhaps grabbing one or two 🙂 Here’s the direct link.

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https://www.smashwords.com/profile/view/theresajcbs

 

 

Or if you want to be generous and not a fan of smashwords, you can check out my page, grab from any site you prefer, or even an audio – samples now on the page too!

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My small thank you for your patience and here’s to new releases coming soon!

Adverbs, Stephen King, and the rules.

Let’s talk a bit about grammar rules.

On Writing: A Memoir of the Craft by Stephen King,

The adverb is not your friend. 

Adverbs … are words that modify verbs, adjectives, or other adverbs. They’re the ones that usually end in -ly. Adverbs, like the passive voice, seem to have been created with the timid writer in mind…SK.

My biggest challenge as a writer is grammar. I feel like I have a grammar disability. I love to write. I love to read. In fact, I have read thousands of books over the years; too bad I haven’t been able to grasp grammar by osmosis. But I push on, give it my all, and pray my editors won’t give up on me, because I am a great story teller, (hint, hint, shameless plug).

Every time I write, some of these rules snap me out of flow and say, ‘wait, you can’t use adverbs remember!’  and I have to stop and try to re-work the sentence to fit. Many times, I give up and tell myself I’ll fix it before editing.

Imagine my shock when I decided to re-read one of my all-time favorites, The Talisman by King and Peter Straub, and I noticed this page littered with adverbs.

12 of them on page 51

Quickly

Really

Wanly

Slowly

Sharply

Mostly

Utterly rational and utterly lucid (back to back in the same sentence)

Hardly

Quietly

Barely

Clearly

Okay so what does this mean to me? Or you? Uh…rules are meant to be broken!

Also, I don’t think Mr. King was being a stickler, but perhaps teaching newbies to pay attention to their writing? If I’m lucky, he’ll get wind of this little blog and come chime in 😊  Yes wishful thinking, but stranger things have happened. Ramsey Campbell wished me a happy birthday! FAN GIRLING

Anyways I digress. I found this great blog from someone with a strong grasp in the art of grammar, and it helped me understand a bit more about the rules.

https://www.enchantingmarketing.com/how-to-use-adverbs/

I hope this helps any others who tackle the same struggles I do. Drop a line, let me know what you think.

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Writing and your health

Today’s blog comes from the virus causing havoc with my immune system.  As a writer you know we already have adversary’s to face. Whether it’s a day job, family obligations, or our own mental turmoil, then we all get sick at one time or another. 

 

Migraines – millions of us get them – there is NO writing for me during those.

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Oops you got the poops! There’ll be many pauses, but shouldn’t interfere with writing too much. 

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The blues? Sometimes writing helps alleviate it, sometimes you can only curl up and hide away.

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A common cold – usually you can struggle on – perhaps a bit dopey on cough syrup – might lead to interesting stories.

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I have a virus ( not treatable with meds, lucky me) that is affecting my sinus’s/inner ear, so I get woozy and dizzy spells. Tons of fun! Therefore it’s taken me nearly two hours to write this simple blog. The novel’s going to be a blast this weekend, but I feel fine so I’ll write during the calm, and rest during the spins.

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How do you cope with illness and your writing? Push on or take a break? 

 

Check out my books here: https://theresajcbs.wixsite.com/authorpage

Fake it til you make it…or so they say

It’s a common phrase and fairly self-explanatory.

As described in wiki:

  “Fake it till you make it”  is an English aphorism which suggests that by imitating confidence, competence, and an optimistic mindset, a person can realize those qualities in their real life.[1][2] It echoes the underlying principles of cognitive behavioral therapy (CBT) as a means to enable a change in one’s behavior. https://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Fake_it_till_you_make_it

But what does it look like?

 

 

This From Dec 2015 – Nov 2018

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Novels
Cataclysm
Kept
The Used 
                                                                                                                                            Novellas
Sudden Death
The Cimmerians
Wife N’ Death                                                                                                                           Anthologies
Shrouded Voices
Things only the darkness knows
My other friends & more stories
100 Word Horrors
A world unimagined                                                                                                               Indie Writers Review Issue 13                                                                                              Kids Books
The lonely leaf
Puddle jumping                                                                                                                                 Poetry
Spewed thoughts                                                                                                                                Self-Help                                                                                                                                       Writing 101

 

 

The price of all that!

Costs $7900.00 Earned $975.00

Working hard to get those tables to flip. 

 

Plus the hours…

Mon – Fri 9-5 job. 7 days a week every waking moment writing.

I’m not looking to be famous, I only want to live my dream life:

Continue to be able to met author friends, to have the freedom for more book signings, for my books to be in the big box stores, and to spend my days doing everything I love – WRITING!

About author in Pic one, Lucy Lombos: http://www.lucylombos.com/

I’ll save up to be at Frightmare in 2019:  http://frightmareinthefalls.com/guests/

Coming this winter : (so far) 

 

What does your FAKE IT TIL YOU MAKE IT look like? We feel less alone in the struggle when we share 🙂 Drop a comment and maybe meet someone new.

 

Why blog?

Blogging for writers is another form of expression. 

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It’s practice.

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A way to  meet different people. Not everyone wants to read a novel

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Share Poetry

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Tell people about new releases, maybe they will want to read this one.

 

 

Share other authors successes

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Teach what you learn

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Take a new path and share how you did it.

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Share a short story

Be Mine.

Jane tucked her newly acquired decorating books against her hip as she fished into her purse for her car keys. A voice came out of the darkness, startling her. Jumping, she almost dropped the books and pulled them tighter to her side as she turned.

“Jeepers Harold, you scared me.” Jane shifted her hands under the books to spread some weight.

Harold’s voice was hushed and breathy as he slid out from between his Taurus and a cement pillar.  “I’ve been reading those books about manifesting what you want. You know the Tim Robbins and Andrew Carnegie books.”

Jane curled her lip, even from three feet away she could smell stale tobacco on his clothes. “Yeah, and how’s that working out for you?”

“You’re here aren’t you.” His left eye twitched rapidly.

“What do you mean?” A chill danced up her spine. She felt her nipples harden under her bra and rounded her shoulders, now longing for the cable-knit sweater that she thought was too hot to wear.

Harold stood straight, his brown stained teeth too jumbled in his small mouth appearing rat like as they peeked between his dry lips. “I’ve been visualizing you and me together.” His worn Keds shuffled the dusty cement as he moved imperceptibly closer.

“Uh,” Jane took a step back and hugged the books up to her chest. She took a quick glance beyond Harold and into the gray depths of the cold parking garage, noticing now how cavernous it felt. “Sorry Harold,” she mimicked checking her watch, never truly taking her eyes off him, “I’m in a bit of …”

Suddenly a shadow rose from behind a sleek black SUV. A swift motion of darkness that blended with the rest.

The shadow moved so fast that Harold didn’t get to turn his head before the steel pipe connected with his temple. His arms flew straight out towards Jane, as though reaching for an embrace, his body lost control and tottered sideways.

Jane gasped. Her eyes widened, dropping her books, she turned to run. Her foot slipped on the smooth cement. She instinctively put out her arms to catch herself, but her fall was halted by an unseen force, and she found herself wrapped in a granite embrace.

Jane felt the heat of the man’s body penetrate her chilled skin. Trying to look back and see who it was that held her, she never got the chance. A giant hand blocked her mouth and nose, holding her head firmly forward.

Her lungs had not had time to fill from her fright, and she attempted to suck in air through a wall of thick skin. Jane wiggled, kicking at solid thighs.

A soft voice that did not match the monster, whispered, “You were not his to take.”

The humid breath caressed her ear, her body involuntarily shivered, and she wet herself, as the voice finished.

“You are mine, Jane.”

 

Whatever you can imagine you can share with the world. What are you waiting for get blogging!

 

 

 

Nonconformist or just bat-crap-crazy?

This will be one of my most self-debated, (should I or shouldn’t I), posts to date. It’s guaranteed to be the top controversial and I may even lose followers because of it.  I’m sure my husband will shake his head and wonder why I shared this with the world, but I’m tired of pretending…

I don’t believe in New Years Eve!

Okay that’s that factually inaccurate. I know it happens, I see everyone celebrating, heck I’ve even been to many parties over the years. Though each time when midnight struck and people whooped and kissed, I’d be trying to find the best place to hide so I wouldn’t have to fake enjoying that moment. 

I never got it. 

I don’t follow any religion and time was invented by man to make life easier. So why do we need one night to be the catalyst to launch our changes?

If you want to lose weight, do it when you think it.

Want to work harder, work harder right now.   

Need a major change in your life, what’s wrong with April or July? 

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January 1st is no different that any other 1st of the month, it’s another day to pay bills, cook dinner, take out the trash. Alright, I do enjoy not having to work for the man because it’s a holiday, but that’s how I treat every holiday. 

Social media makes these times hard on people with troubles, depression or losses, and it just annoys those like me. I’ve already had to play the happy wishes card. Dec 31 – Jan 1 will be the worst.

I play along because I’m polite, and I do care about peoples well-being, only I care EVERYDAY! Not just once a year. 

Now that my peace has been spoken, you can still  enjoy my books here! 

https://www.amazon.com/Theresa-Jacobs/e/B01BAS13T2

Facts if you want: 

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In pre-Christian Rome under the Julian calendar, the day was dedicated to Janus, god of gateways and beginnings, for whom January is also named. As a date in the Gregorian calendar of Christendom, New Year’s Day liturgically marked the Feast of the Naming and Circumcision of Jesus, which is still observed as such in the Anglican Church and Lutheran Church.[2][3]

SOCIAL MEDIA ANGST. SHORT & NOT SWEET

The annoyance of marketing on social media, you’ve all been there once or twice – share your woes in the comments.

 

1. Groups that have a bazillion stupid rules. You can only post book sales Tues at midnight and blog Sunday before noon.  Don’t post any links, only write in the thread. You can’t write in the thread, only in comments. Don’t share your new releases… 

WHY?

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Do you have any clue what a writers schedule actually looks like?
Most of the time I don’t even know what day it is, never mind which group allows me to post when – 

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2. OR when I post a blog link, or a link to a sale, or to a friends page and admin has to jump into the comments and say “tell us about your post instead of just dropping links.”

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I’m on this end of my computer saying, “SERIOUSLY!” The links tells you exactly what it is! So now I have to waste more time writing up a write up to a write up – yeah I said it and I’m sticking to it. 

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3. Writer admins that non-stop comment about writing structure. They continue to insist that you can’t write without plotting and planning first. Many of them are down right insulting about it as well.

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Well guess what, unless you are going read my books, still insist I need structure and then offer to edit for FREE, I say shut-up! I have a way and you have a way and Jo-Bob  has his way – so there are other ways. It’s called art for a reason. 

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And I wont even get into the fake accounts or Perverts! We’ve all seen it and just don’t get the point. 

Share your tales with us too. 

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