Gather round, brave readers. For have I got news for you!
Those of you who know me well will remember that I hate to brag. Those of you who don’t know me well are just about to find out. I hate to brag. I really, really hate to brag.
I have done it once before here after taking fifth place in a recent writing contest. But I took that post off very quickly because it’s just so hard for me to pat myself on the back (both figuratively and literally).
But this is a different type of brag. Because this one is not all about me. This is about myself and nineteen other authors who have been chosen to be part of a Scary Anthology which will be available from October 1st this year.
Here is what it looks like:
And that’s just a quarter of the thrills.
Edited and compiled by Amazon bestselling author Dan Alatorre, this anthology of scary tales brings together the minds and pens of twenty authors, including bestseller Allison Maruska (The Fourth Descendant), bestselling author Jenifer Ruff (Everett), Lucy Brazier (PorterGirl), J. A. Allen, Juliet Nubel (THAT’S ME, FOLKS!), TA Henry, Ann Marie Andrus, Heather Hackett, Barbara Anne Helberg, Scott Skipper, Joanne Larner, Christine Valentor, Adele Marie Park, Curtis Bausse, Annette Robinson, Frank Parker, Eric Daniel Clarke, and Maribel C. Pagan.
Perfect for Halloween or any time, these stories will make you think twice before walking alone on the beach at night, reading a diary, or innocently watching a train from your car.
How about that then!
My story is definitely creepy. I have read some of the others and they are definitely scary. The rest will be a wonderful big surprise.
SO. Guess what I’m going to tell you all. Yeah. You can be creeped out and scared to bits and surprised as hell too because it is available for pre-order now (click here to order).
And if you would like to go ‘ooh’ and ‘ah’ and ‘that’s fabulous, Juliet’ and then share this post on your Facebook page or Twitter thingmybob then please feel free to do so.
Because those of you who know me well will also know that I’m an old-fashioned gal who was born with an allergy to all things modern (except to my beloved iPad). And so far the loud, insistent call of the Facebook page and Twitter account hasn’t reached my ageing, wrinkly ears.
That may change one day, but please don’t place any bets on that yet…
And just in case you didn’t get the message….