When I saw the cover, all I could think about was, “Hey, who doesn’t like a good monster with tentacles eating skinny dipping teenagers? Then I read more, and it’s less Friday the 13th, more serious hardcore Stephen King.
Looks good, and it’s been getting good reviews, so yeah, if horror is up your alley, dive in!
I still think in all the Colorado lakes I’ve swam in, all that mud and froth, something was lurking below. Something hungry. I always got out of the water just before it pulled me under, I know it!
Coal is the hard, black heart of the mountain town of Stillwater, West Virginia, but far beneath it lies something much darker, an evil beyond time, waiting to rise and bathe the world in blood and fire once more. When unwitting miners dig into its tomb, only Kyle–Stillwater’s prodigal son–and paranormal investigator Maya stand between humanity and Hell. Time is short and evil runs deep in…STILL WATER.
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You and me, both. Except, down in south Georgia where I grew up…it was gators…I’d fall skiing and before the boat would get back around to get me, I’d imagine those gators just lurking before my legs, sizing up a bite for dinner and just before they’d take a big one, the boat would take off and pull me up…saved again. Did anybody else see that big gator they pulled out of that swamp down there in Florida the other day? Aaron, I wrote a long comment to you and Christine about suicide yesterday and then at the end…because I put two email addresses, it kicked me out!!! What a bummer!!! I told you why I believe in God. Why I KNOW there’s a God and Angels. And maybe one day soon when I make use of that address and my promise to you I’ll explain it all again. Before anyone gets the wrong idea…I owe Aaron a few bucks and I promised to send it to him and I will send it this summer and write a letter, too, explaining what happen to me in 2004 and before my triple brain aneurysm that convinced me there is a God and in one instance my Angel spoke to me and kept me from having an accident. He, yes, my Angel is a He, warned me late one night…well, I won’t give away all the goodies, but He saved my life and that of my husband’s. Not just that once either…time and time again. I could actually write a book about all the times but I won’t…I’m not a writer. That’s your department. K
Ooo, I do love a good paranormal mystery, though. I can pick one up and I WILL NOT put it down until I’m finished. And that will only be within a few hours because I can not put it down, not to eat or anything…oh yeah, I have to tinkle, of course!!! Stephen King used to be my favorite. Funny you should mention him. But since you did, as I’ve gotten older, I’ve drifted away from his novels for some reason…I’m not really quite sure why…I just have. I don’t know if I’ve just outgrown them or him! It’s funny…I’m laughing. Sorry Stephen, I hope you never see this. I would never hurt his feelings for nothing. He seems to be such a sensitive person. Most writers are. I would say you can tell by their eyes, but I couldn’t tell by his eyes…he scared the be-jes-ous out of me. It was his foreword, I guess you’d call it, before each story or after, explaining why or how he came to write it. But I’ve got to roll out and get this book cause just reading this Foreword makes me want it BADLY!!! Thanks for making me come here to read it, Aaron. Kaye