I've posted a sneak peak at the first chapter of my horror trilogy! I can't think of a finer way to spend a Friday than by reading about small children being eaten by monsters.
April 22nd, 1956
If Martin Miserie had known that his ninth birthday would end in blood and flames, he never would have asked his mom to stop calling him Marty. Instead, in his ignorance, he explained to her with the grave dignity of a magistrate that Marty was a little kid’s name, and he was ready to leave little kidhood behind now.
Read the rest here.