Evans's Friend Comments

- ̗̀ Unsolved Mystery ̖́- wrote: "Hi Evans,

You seem to have a pretty expansive retro book collection. I sure wish you'd share pictures of your shelves. =))"

Are you on Facebook? I share a lot of horror finds there.

You want to grab this great freebie from Gregor Xane, It Came From Hell and Smashed the Angels.

Just trust me on this one!

http://www.amazon.com/Came-From-Hell-...

Just posted a new photo-blog, with pictures of The Light Brothers' appearance at Mad Monster Party Charlotte 2014.

https://www.goodreads.com/author_blog...

I went to lock my front door tonight and there were people wearing bunny masks standing in the dark, reaching for my doorknob. I think I locked it just in time.

Thanks for letting us know, Evans.
I just sent Adam an e-card.
Hope he is on the mend soon.

Thank you all for your kindness. Adam got through surgery fine but feeling rough. I'll be sure to pass along the well-wishes, or feel free to drop him a note directly at light.adam@yahoo.com.

I am sorry to hear about the accident. I will be praying for him and the rest of the family.

So sorry to hear about the accident. Let Adam know we're thinking of him and the rest of your family.

I am sorry to hear that. Prayers to Adam and you and your family, Evans!

Dear Goodreads friends,

I wanted to let you know that Wednesday evening, my best friend, brother and favorite author Adam Light was in a car accident that fractured three vertebrae.
He is currently in surgery as I'm writing this.

He's been in good spirits since the accident (probably due in no small part part to pain killers) and has even been kicking around on Goodreads a little as he waited for surgery.

I'm sure he would appreciate any moral support and good vibes you're able to throw his way - just understand it may be a little while before he's able to reply.

Thanks to all of you in advance for your support. Adam enjoys his Goodreads friends so much.


Sincerely,

Evans Light

Random scenes from Evans Light's Halloween...


...rigged up a pretty cool lightshow with stereo speakers...


...it took a lot of courage for the little ones to come get their candy, but once they faced their fear they kept coming back to get scared again. Future readers!


My crazy son...those are his teeth in the eyehole...


...but the mask got too hot and joined the candy table as part of the display.

Sad Halloween is almost over, always so much fun!

Hope yours was great, too!

Got my new Halloween photo blog posted. Check it out here :
https://www.goodreads.com/author_blog...

I love the Halloween season! And now my life is complete since I've finally gotten to try the two types of Monster Cereals I've never had: Frute Brute and Yummy Mummy

(Spoiler alert: Yummy Mummy is manna from heaven)

This is the kind of mood I'm in tonight:

True story, thought I'd share. Mostly true, anyway.

My brother, Adam Light, who lives in a different part of the country than I do, apparently fell asleep on his phone last night. There's this being who lives inside him, see, and the hand of this being must've reached out through Adam's navel and dialed me up on the phone in the wee hours of morn.

"Hello?" I asked, sleepy and confused.

Then I heard that damned belly-button fuzz-muffled voice of the freak who lives inside my brother, shouting to make himself heard.

"Emerge from the emerald sparkling mushroom placenta reborn, my embryo," the voice urged. "God is hiding inside the letter sphere and everything feels yellow but tastes like blue...why DO they call them fingers, anyway? They don't 'fing'. Oh wait, there they go."

I rolled my eyes. Again, really? If this keeps happening, I'm blocking Adam's number.

The belly-button voice shreiked on, knowing his time was short. It might only be a matter of seconds before Adam rolled over to scratch his privates, and then the connection would be lost.

"If I came out of my mommy's tummy, does that mean she ate me? Why did mommy eat me, daddy, why? Daddy, where are you? It's scratchy in here, I've got to get out now!"

I clicked off the phone and sat it back down on my nightstand, exasperated.

Adam - if I punch you in the stomach seemingly out of nowhere the next time we get together, please remember - it's not you I'm mad at.

There WAS one other thing that the voice told me, before I hung up the phone that night; I wasn't going to tell you, but maybe I should.

It said: "Read BELLY BUTTON WINDOW, the great short story by Adam Light in The Corpus Corruptum anthology."

Sheesh. Even nightmare phone calls have commercials these days!