My Williamsburg Book Supply and a Word about Authenticity

In addition to a couple of paperbacks I’m bringing to next week’s SCARES THAT CARE convention in the hopes that Brian Keene and Jack Ketchum sign them for me, I’m going to be packing these babies as well:

In case you can’t read all the titles, they are THE SORROWS, HOUSE OF SKIN, THE DARKEST LULLABY, SAVAGE SPECIES, DUST DEVILS, and CASTLE OF SORROWS. The below low angle shot makes them look even more imposing…

And as if that weren’t enough, here’s one more shot of the seventy-five book cache for your viewing enjoyment:

The above books are my six Samhain horror novels. I wrote another novel called BLOODSHOT: KINGDOM OF SHADOWS, but it’s only available digitally (at present). I’ve also written several novellas that are also not (yet) in print, including a new one whose cover I’ll be revealing in a couple days. These pictures were all taken in my writing room, which is also a library, which we also call The Lodge, which also looks out on a beautiful magnolia tree.

Moving on.

The other thing I want to say before I get back to my work-in-progress is this: I know I sound a bit hyper sometimes on here (not that any of you have complained, at least to me), but please know a couple things. Firstly, I don’t have an inferiority complex. I’m not fishing for compliments or hoping anyone pipes up with some sensitive reassurance about how, doggonit, I’m a good writer too! Secondly, even though I am very proud of my work, I haven’t lost—nor do I suspect I’ll ever lose—a childlike enthusiasm for the work of people from whom I’ve learned and continue to learn. My respect for Jack Ketchum is real. My excitement about meeting and talking to Brian Keene is authentic. Those things might be self-evident, but I’ll say them anyway. I want to have a long, successful career. But I refuse to act jaded or entitled or anything other than what I am—grateful and elated and determined.

Enough. Back to writing. Have a beautiful Thursday.