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Jackson stared up at the women hanging on the wall, trying to decide which one he should add to his collection. He licked his lips. His mouth was dry, sticky. None of these particular items were available back in the U.S. At least not unless you were prepared to pay exorbitant import duties. Neither Jackson nor his dad were going to do that, and Jackson had brought a second suitcase with him just for this sort of opportunity.

I’m supposed to be writing so it’s the perfect time to post a new snippet.

I’m going way back into the archives to an abandoned story today. It looks like this one was written in November 2014. I never finished the story, and I really have no idea what it’s about, but like I said, I’m procrastinating, so here it is anyway. As always, this is unedited.

This week’s Sunday Snippet is from a short story that I finished a couple of hours ago. It’s for the March flash fiction contest on the Crystal Lake Publishing Patreon page. This month’s theme is “workplace horror”.

This week’s Sunday Snippet is from my upcoming series about a female exorcist. This particular bit has actually been cut from the current version of the manuscript. I’ve reworked the core storyline so Davis and his memories are no longer part of the book. I always keep my early drafts, though, so this may get resurrected at some point in the future.

Otto was partying when the zombies arrived. He was in the garden of his Hollywood Hills mansion surrounded by some of the biggest names in entertainment. The ones that mattered to him, anyway. A DJ pounded out the tunes while half a dozen wannabe models circulated with tiny pieces of food with names that Otto couldn’t pronounce. The guests fawned over each other, piling on the hyperbolic praise and the false modesty. It was Hollywood at its most fake, and Otto loved it all.

I’m always 27 when they come for me.

Carlos pulled a chunky cellphone out of his pocket. He stared at the screen for a moment, a pensive look on his face.

A quick unedited (and context free) snippet from the currently untitled first book in my new series. Memories surged around Tessa. Heart-wrenching loss entwined with stomach-churning fear. Night terrors wrapped … Read More

A quick unedited (and context free) snippet from the currently untitled first book in my new series. Tessa sat in an absurdly comfortable armchair. The hard edge of her phone … Read More

A quick unedited snippet from the currently untitled first book in my new series. Despite claims to the contrary, demons couldn’t be expelled by family recipes, essential oils, visualization, or … Read More