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Wednesday, 13 January 2021

In Darkness, Shadows Breathe


Just out from Flame Tree Press!

"A compelling, immersive, and intense time-slip horror novel with sympathetic characters that readers actively root for. The tale reads like The Devil in Silver by Victor LaValle if it were written by Sarah Pinborough." -- Library Journal 

"Cavendish breathes new life into familiar horror tropes in this spine-tingling tale of past and present colliding" - Publishers' Weekly

One of the most chilling stories of possession I have ever read.” – ihorror.com

"In Darkness, Shadows Breathe is an eerie, dark, gothic story…a page turner...that seriously gave me chills and nightmares.” – It’s All About The Books

“If you are looking for an extremely atmospheric read, then look no further.  In Darkness Shadows Breathe is one you definitely need to grab!” – Booker T’s Farm

"If you enjoy gothic horror with a supernatural element and strong female characters, this is a must read for you!" - Erica Robyn Reads

"In Darkness, Shadows Breathe is a good way to start 2021, because it’s a novel centering around recovery, something the world can relate to right now. Cavendish shines in the ways she’s connected to the story, making herself vulnerable to not only her readers, but to the ghosts that haunt her." -- Aiden Merchant

 “In Darkness, Shadows Breathe” is a treat for those who are in the mood for scary, supernatural horror." Rajiv’s Reviews

Catherine Cavendish wears the crown as the reigning queen of gothic horror” – Reading Odyssey Stephen King and Beyond

“A fast-paced, supernatural horror story which I thoroughly enjoyed” – BookmarkThat.co.uk

“An atmospheric read, packed with tension and chilling moments.” – On the Shelf Reviews

A story that creeps up and drags you in until you are almost as scared as the characters you are reading about. Magnificently dark, eerie and all-consuming” – Beyond the Books

“The setting is absolutely perfect…mixing Gothic chills with modern terrors in a way that works devilishly well.” – Brown Flopsy’s Book Burrow

“A great thriller…really had me guessing’ - donnasbookblog

In Darkness, Shadows Breathe is an intriguing and at times delightfully creepy ghost story that I enjoyed very much.” – From Belgium with Book Love

A fine tale of horror with two intriguing leads and a disturbing world both have to face.” – Runalong the Shelves

You're next...

Carol and Nessa are strangers, but not for much longer.

In a luxury apartment and in the walls of a modern hospital, the evil that was done continues to thrive. They are in the hands of an entity that knows n boundaries and crosses dimensions - bending and twisting time itself - and where danger waits in ever shadow. The battle us on for their bodies and souls, and the line between reality and nightmare is hard to define.

Through it all, the words of Lydia Warren Carmody haunt them. But who was she? And why have Carol and Nessa been chosen?

The answer lies deep in the darkness...

In Darkness, Shadows Breathe is available from:

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Thursday, 20 September 2018

The Birth of CREATURE - Hunter Shea


In his latest novel - CREATURE - Hunter Shea has created a masterpiece of horror. here, he gives us an insight into how the story was born.

 She was unconscious. She had been for days now. The only sounds in the room were the beeping of her monitors, the soft chatter of the television. Over the past few months, I’d learn to understand what the various numbers on the monitors meant. This day, none of them were good. With each passing hour, they worsened.

Acid roiled in my stomach while I held her cold hand. My wife and I were twins at that moment, both beyond words. I tried to talk to her, the nurses telling me she could hear me, but what could I say? I murmured that I loved her from time to time, my words trailing off, tumbling into tears.

Night had come. There was a knock on the door. He was here.

The priest, who had delivered pictures he’d drawn for my wife these past torturous months, always with a smile and words of encouragement, was somber and silent. He paused beside her bed, his hand on her forehead. His gaze flicked to me, as if asking for some sign of further reassurance. I had already agreed for him to perform last rites earlier. I couldn’t bear to give that permission again.

Instead, I concentrated on her face, so pale, eyes closed, mouth slack. I didn’t realize he’d begun, deaf to his somber prayers. He anointed her head with oil from a small jar.

A nurse stepped into the room, saw the awful thing that was taking place, turned and left us. People walking outside, laughing their stress away. The overhead speaker blared for a doctor to pick up a phone line. Outside the window, a bus belched diesel, rumbling along its last trip for the night. People out there carried on, not knowing that my wife was going to die.

I hated them. I hated the priest, this man who had always been welcome in her room. I hated God. I hated the doctors.

It seemed wrong to be bursting with hate. Not at this moment. Would my hate spill into my wife like an ink stain? We wanted her soul to ascend to heaven, free of pain and fear. Could my hate alter her course? There were rules. Priests and nuns and teachers had hammered them in my head all throughout school, but I couldn’t remember a single one now.

Fuck their rules. And fuck their heaven.

The priest spoke to me. I nodded, wordless, pleading with my eyes for him to just go.

The room was dark. We were alone again. The nurses, previously tending to her like bees in a hive, came less and less. Visiting hours were over. The rooms and halls and streets tip-toed into night silence.

I gripped her limp hand, her fingers like ice now.
I watched the monitors, the numbers descending.

The night wore on. Together, we waited.



People ask authors all the time where they find their inspiration. Sometimes it’s something as simple as a turn of a phrase or glimpsing something from the corner of your eye on a walk to the store. Sometimes, it comes from pain.

CREATURE was born from pain. And fear. And anger.

What you just read was real. It was the night the doctors had told me my wife was going to die, sooner rather than later. It was 1993. We had been married for a little over a year. I didn’t think life was unfair at the time. I just thought it was total shit.

My wife survived that night, and roughly 9,125 nights since then. But it hasn’t been easy. It’s never been easy.

Love gets you through it. Well, that and a stubborn streak that can stretch from Boston to Neptune.



About CREATURE:

The monsters live inside of Kate Woodson. Chronic pain and a host of autoimmune diseases have robbed her of a normal, happy life. Her husband Andrew’s surprise of their dream Maine lake cottage for the summer is the gift of a lifetime. It’s beautiful, remote, idyllic, a place to heal.

But they are not alone. Something is in the woods, screeching in the darkness, banging on the house, leaving animals for dead.

Just like her body, Kate’s cottage becomes her prison. She and Andrew must fight to survive the creature that lurks in the dead of night.

Critical praise for CREATURE:


“A heart-wrenching story with massive amounts of carnage. Dare I say there is something for everyone.” Cemetery Dance

“Creature is quite simply brilliant! It put me through the wringer, the final third of the book ramps things up to unbearable levels of emotional (and horrific) tension. It’s not very often I finish a horror novel with tears in my eyes.” Kendall Reviews

“CREATURE! It. Knocked. My. Socks. Off.” Char’s Horror Corner

 You can find CREATURE! here:

Tuesday, 26 June 2018

Missing Beat - with Author and Bookseller Bob Stone



Today, I am delighted to welcome Bob Stone, who doesn't only write books, he sells them. In his own shop, right at the heart of his local community. I sat him down with a couple of glasses of wine and this is what happened:

Cat: Welcome, Bob and congratulations on your new book, Missing Beat, which kept me reading into the wee, small hours.  This is being marketed as a Young Adult novel, but how would you categorise it?


Bob: Thank you very much. I’m very glad you enjoyed it. Young Adult is a funny category in many ways. I have only recently discovered it and have come across a great many amazing authors. The books can be as powerful and well-written as any adult fiction, but the only real difference is the age of the protagonist. I’ve called Missing Beat Young Adult because some of the content would not be suitable for younger readers, but I like to think that Young Adult is the starting point for the age of the target audience. There is no upper limit!
 
Cat: Well, I haven’t been a young adult for more years than I care to remember and I was hooked from page one. It’s a great adventure and I found the characters totally engaging. Go on, spill, was the difficult-to-love Emma Winrush based on anyone? Promise I won’t tell!

Bob: No-one specific. She’s a bit of a composite, but mainly she’s just drawn from imagination. She was great fun to write though, and I hope the readers like her a little more by the end.

Cat: I felt the two main characters – Joey Cale and Emma Winrush - as total opposites, sparked really well off each other. Was it your intention to make them so different, or did they simply evolve that way?

Bob:  A bit of both, really. I wanted to provide some balance to Joey’s rather more clean-cut personality, but I think the relationship between Joey and Emma changes both of them. Emma makes Joey braver and Joey allows Emma to show a softer side.

Cat: Do you have any interesting writing rituals – a writing room, candles, music that you play?

Bob: I wish I could say I had, but I’m afraid I don’t. I just write wherever and whenever I can. An author friend of mine has a writing hut in her garden, rather like Roald Dahl, and that would be very cool, but I have to be content with my living room at the moment. And coffee. Lots of coffee.

Cat: You’re not only a writer but you also own a bookshop – Write Blend. I happen to know that this is no ordinary book retailer, tell us about your vision for it and how Write Blend came into being.


 Bob: I’ve always wanted to run a bookshop/coffee shop. The two go really well together and when the opportunity arose I jumped at it. These days, though, it’s very hard to be successful if you limit yourself to selling books – there’s too much competition in the supermarkets and online. I see the shop more as an essential community resource. I also work with a number of independent authors, providing a venue for book signings and events, and also as an outlet for their wonderful books, which many other bookshops are sadly reluctant to do.

Cat: With all the work this must entail, when do you find time for writing?

Bob: As and when I can! There are quiet times in the shop when I can do a bit, although I do it feeling guilty that perhaps I should be doing something else. Sunday mornings are also a good time.

Cat: You were born, grew up and have lived almost your entire life in Waterloo - a suburb to the north of Liverpool - and you clearly feel inspired by it, as does another Liverpool writer – a certain Ramsey Campbell –who has used Waterloo as a setting (for example in The Seven Days of Cain). In your opinion, what is it about Waterloo that inspires writers?

 Bob: Ah yes, The Seven Days of Cain, which is set partly in South Road, where Write Blend is. I’ve also had Ramsey here a few times for talks and it’s really strange to be on first-name terms with an author I have long admired. Waterloo is a funny mix. It was once a thriving shopping area, but is less so now. There is also a lot of history – it takes its name from the Battle of Waterloo, there are strong Titanic connections, and I recently found out that there is a strong likelihood that Siegfried Sassoon may well have marched right past where my shop is now on the way to War. Being right on the coast helps and of course now we have Antony Gormley’s Another Place installation, with its one hundred Iron Men all staring out to sea. That has been the backdrop for a number of books and the Iron Men appear in Missing Beat too. 

 Cat: You also chose Pendle Hill as a significant location in the story. This resonated with me as I centred an entire novel there (The Pendle Curse). My lure was the Lancashire Witch Trials, what drew you to that particular spot?

Bob: I love that part of Lancashire. My wife and I honeymooned in Clitheroe and Pendle Hill dominates that area. I was looking for a location which was within reasonable walking distance of Liverpool and Pendle, with its mystical connotations was too good to resist.

 Cat: Which book first inspired you to write and what spurs you on now?

Bob: When I was I my teens and started binge-reading Agatha Christie and writing my own rather derivative whodunnits. I hadn’t really thought about writing for Young Adults until I read a brilliant book called More of Me by Kathryn Evans. That started me reading YA fiction and then I discovered how many superb books there are out there. The idea I had for Missing Beat just seemed to lend itself to the genre. Now I’m spurred on by the very positive reactions there have been to my book, and the support and encouragement of my publishers, Beaten Track Publishing.

Cat: Missing Beat is the first in a trilogy. Can you give us any hints as to what we can expect from Books Two and Three and will Joey and Emma be involved?

Bob: Now that would be telling! Anyone who has read Missing Beat will know that there are certain challenges involved in who will be in Book Two, which is likely to be called Beat Surrender, and who won’t. All I can say is that there are questions which remain unanswered by the end of Missing Beat and some will be answered in Book Two. Some, however, may not be answered until Book Three…

Cat: Now, let’s find out a bit more about Missing Beat
 

 Listen to your heart...'

When Joey Cale is almost knocked down by a car, he finds himself alone in a world which is familiar but also ominously different.

Can he overcome the odds and the threat of the terrifying Screamers to find his way home, or is he doomed to be lost forever amongst The Missing?

The first book in an exciting new trilogy.

Available from:


My review of Missing Beat

Imagine you are seventeen years old, you wake up to all the familiar sights, sounds and people you have known all your life. Today's the day you need to go and get your exam results. You tread the route you have taken to school hundreds of times in your life, see your best friend on the other side of the road. The lights are about to change and you can just make it if you hurry. You dash into the road just as a car jumps the lights. It brakes equal. You fall. Your heart stops. When you come to, you are still lying on the road. It's the rest of the world that has changed.

This is the story of Joey Cale - born with a hole in his heart, later repaired by surgery. The world he has now entered looks on the surface identical to the one he knows. It's the small details that are wrong. The newsagent has a different name. There's a different president in the White House. A new Dr Who is male, not female. And then there are the Screamers - and a girl called Emma Winrush.

This novel is being marketed as Young Adult. Well, this much older adult loved it so much she can't wait for the sequel (this is the first in a trilogy). It is a Sci-Fi adventure that will appeal to all ages and genders. The author racks up the tension, creates characters to care about, with all their flaws which make them truly human. Bob Stone may be a new name in fiction but with work of this quality, he is here to stay.

 About the author

Liverpool born Bob Stone is an author and bookshop owner. He has been writing for as long as he could hold a pen and some would say his handwriting has never improved. He is the author of two self-published children's books, A Bushy Tale and A Bushy Tale: The Brush Off. Missing Beat, the first in a trilogy for Young Adults, is his first full-length novel.

Bob still lives in Liverpool with his wife and cat and sees no reason to change any of that.
You can contact Bob at: