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I've finally done it!

The Nickronomicon has it's own website, a place where I can schedule posts ahead of time and keep track of friends and foes alike. If you're subscribed already, visit there through this link and sign up! That way you can get the daily uploads that I have.

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     Finally went and did it, made a web page with Wix. This will be where I post from now on, so follow the link to see the stories!

     The London Horror Society is a great blog with many amazing writers who read, review, and share their experiences in the realm of horror cinema and literature. I'm a writer there (I publish once a month) and decided to break away from my normal routine to share my time as a haunted house employee. It was a number of years ago, and I did it multiple years in a row. I think it's really helped me come up with some of the stranger ideas for my stories.
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     I just signed up to change half the proceeds of Dead and Proud of It given to Red Cross as a donation for the Halloween season. This is a publicity event done by the following group:


     So if you feel like helping a worthy cause and grabbing a scary vampire novel, do it starting October 1st! Between my posts in October and my appearance at an Indie Book Conference on the 8th, I'm going to be hopping around like mad this October. Hopefully I can handle it!

     Live on Inkitt, this is a Dark Fantasy set in an alternate universe Earth where the supernatural has existed for as long as man can remember. A secretive order of warriors and mystics have banded together to help eradicate the growing darkness, and they have a new swell in the waves on the horizon.

Hunter's of the Dead: Witches War     The image is, of course, the link to the site where you can read it for free. Pay it a visit and see if you like what you rea...

     I know I was on a small break earlier, but after churning out this last novel (and two others), I'm tired. My leg is hurting more and my painkillers make my head fuzzy. But October is my main month out of the year, so I'll save up my creative juices for October to make certain we have a blast. I'm going to be in the blog hop once more, and I'll have a giveaway set up for one of my novels. I'll link any anthologies that have my work that come out, so just kick back and rela...

Rebecca smiled as she ladled the foul-smelling glop of gruel onto the homeless man’s tray, ignoring his wrinkled face and disgusted look as he shuffled down the line, making room for the next ungrateful lout to besmirch her precious line. She’d been tending to the Passover Hills Homeless Shelter for the last three years, doing the Lord’s work.And boy was she proud of her life’s calling!Now if only a tenth of the ingrates she served would show the same resolve she did, this country would be fi...

Dale’s flashlight exposed the cracked cement blanketed by the darkness of the room, allowing the older man to patrol around the old repository with ease. It was a cushy gig; one he’d scored over four months ago after going to an interview held in one of the featureless brown government buildings that populated downtown. He’d been one of many to show up for the job, but he was the only one without tattoos or obvious criminal affiliations, as well as the only one to wear a suit.The men had aske...

                 
      A publisher putting out a brand new story of mine in an (of course!) horror-themed anthology this coming October, this group is by far the most friendly to their authors that I've ever encountered. They have a person who is dedicated to answering and helping all of their authors, single shooters and serial writers alike, with anything within her power. They have a Editor-in-Chief/President that is responsi...

Pulling up my collar to ward away the chilling winds of late December, I shove my gloved hands into my leather jacket and hurry along the snow-dusted cobblestone street. Slowly beginning to cross the London Bridge in the wee hours of the morning, the last few pints of lager still heavy in my stomach I relish the cold as I breath out a heated sigh. Watching my breath coalesce and drift away on the biting breeze I chuckled. Walking on the sidewalks on the outer edges of the bridge, I smiled as...