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Much thanks goes out to Gef Fox of Wag The Fox blog for his recent Old School review. Keep checking Gef’s blog for his Summer of Short Fiction posts, which will have more Old School goodness included. We Old School authors are thrilled he enjoyed the anthology.
Check out the full review of Old School here:
Why not grab a copy of Old School while you’re at it? Fourteen short tales offered by David Dunwoody, Jackie Gamber, R. Scott McCoy,Natalie L. Sin, Horace James, Gregory L. Hall, and Louise Bohmer, all tied together by selected poems from Zombie Zak – Old School reminds one of terrors best not forgotten.
Within these pages, evil children terrorize, witches gather the teeth of the young, cosmic blobs eat the world, while creepy crawlies ruin a man’s life and a headless ghost seeks revenge. Wander down this spooky path with poems and stories that revive our nightmares about golems, harpies, and other creatures.
The wonderful Carole Lanham, author of The Whisper Jar, has just reviewed the Old School anthology. Carole had some great things to say about this Old School horror collection. She was kind enough to detail what she enjoyed about the stories. Here are her thoughts on my two contributions to Old School:
“Last, but not least, Louise Bohmer lends a haunting touch (along with pitch-perfect editing) to Old School, providing two ghostly tales that ought to be whispered again and again around a crackling campfire on a dark dark night. Oh boy, and they’re a pair of historical pieces too! I can’t help it. I’m a sucker for them. So okay, The Legend of Pierson Point, 1979 doesn’t go back that far in time, just long enough to drape the whole thing in the sort of disquieting fog that tends to whirl around all nasty bits of urban legend, but not long enough to make you feel as though you’re safely beyond it’s spectral grasp. This story reminds me of standing in front of a mirror while murmuring BLOODY MARY BLOODY MARY BLOODY MARY… It’s hard to get any more Old School than that. Then, there’s the fetchingly named, When the Tylwyth Teg Walk Among Us, in which grave-robbers must face the music in 1840 Glastonbury Tor. It’s fearful stuff and a great story to finish things up.” –Carole Lanham, author of The Whisper Jar
You can read the full review here: http://www.goodreads.com/review/show/278825067
Much thanks, Carole!
And you can grab a copy of Old School for your Kindle by clicking the link here or book cover below. Want a print copy? Click here. It’s also for sale on Smashwords during Read An Ebook Week. 50% off, and only one day left!
If you haven’t checked it out already, be sure to read Carole Lanham Talks About Poisoned Powdered Sugar.
Also much thanks to Carole for listing me as one of her choices for Women in Horror Month!
Velvet is a wonderful supporter of the small press and indie authors. She works tirelessly to promote, and she’s a nice person to boot. Huge thanks going out to her for all the promotion she recently did for Old School. Here’s her Old School review below, and we Old School authors are thrilled she gave the collection 4 out of 5 stars.
vvb32 Reads Old School Review:
In-a-word(s): no sparkles
Deliciously scary collection of stories with poems interspersed to set the proper mood of old school horror. Each story creates a bit of shiver.”
Check out the full review here:
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Random Writing Life
Happy Halloween month, folks!
September was pretty hectic, and October looks to be a busy month, too. I have four books on the editing roster (goofed on scheduling this month), and I just finished a short story I need to format and submit. Wish me luck, dear folks. I subbed out some poems in August, too. Slowly, I’m getting back into the swing of it. The museli and I are on much better terms these days.
Huge thanks going out to KV Taylor for beta reading / proofing Passion Plays. (She also writes erotic romance as Katey Hawthorne, which you should check out.) I’m indebted to her keen eye. Right now, I’m working through the manuscript once more, as I go through Katey’s suggestions. Then I need to finish up formatting (thanks to Jerrod Balzer’s excellent advice on creating ebooks). So I’m bumping the estimated release date for this puppy to early 2012. Watch for more updates!
And huge thanks to Rich Ristow for the killer cover. ( I know you’re staring at her butt. I see you.)
Lastly, Steve and I lost one of our little ratty babies on his birthday. Our Rosemary passed over the Rainbow Bridge September 30. She had bad upper respiratory congestion, so a rushed trip to Moncton was made. Dr. Gallon upped her meds, and she appeared to improve. Three days later, she was gasping and having panic attacks, despite the meds, so another emergency trip to the vet was made. This time, she received a steroid shot to open her lungs, plus a steroid to take home, and more meds to open her lungs. Once again, she appeared to improve. We were syringe feeding her baby food and water, and I got her to eat a tiny bit of moist cat food to up her protein. But sadly, once again, after about two to three days, she relapsed. We were considering euthanasia (because when a rat panics for a prolonged period from lack of breath, the poor creature is basically suffocating to death), when I found her the next morning. She looked peaceful, as if she were simply sleeping on the floor of her cage.
The other girls are doing well, but the cage was quiet for a while, after they lost their Rosemary.
Rest in peace, sweet wee one. We miss you.
Like the white rabbit, I’m late. But you forest visitors are probably used to that by now. It takes a while for this slithery rock dweller to emerge from my mountain of electronic paper. Every now and again, someone needs to poke me with a stick so I remember to come up for air and socialize with you good people. Today, we have the Old School contest winner announcement.
Congrats to Angie Leger, vvb32 reads Old School contest winner! Angie picks herself up an ebook copy of this traditional horror anthology filled with tales of terror from yours truly, David Dunwoody, Horace James, Natalie Sin, Jackie Gamber, Gregory L. Hall, R. Scott McCoy, and poems from Zombie Zak. Check out the Books From Louise page for more information on Old School, feast your eyes on the trailer, and clicky the links to purchase Kindle or print copies, plus other formats.
Random Rambles – Life And All That Rot
In an effort to keep this blog updated on a regular basis, give you some content to keep you all happy, every now and again I’ll inject a bit of anecdotal rambling into blog posts. I don’t know if readers really dig this or not, but I figure you might. If you’re bored to tears, you can always tell me to stop.
August was a bit crazy. For those of you who don’t know, hubby and I live with my mom-in-law and gran-in-law. We’d like to get a place of our own, and sell this place, but for the time being mom-in-law can use the help with gran-in-law. She’s got Alzheimers and Glaucoma. My mom-in-law isn’t in the best of health, so taking care of gran-in-law can be hard on her. We help out.
Anyway, gran-in-law took a tumble recently, and had to go to the hospital. (If you check out my Facebook, you’ll see what a kerfuffle that was with the NB medical system. Methinks a few people in Sussex Regional Hospital need their arses kicked, but that’s violent, and I won’t condone that. I’ll just kill them in a book. I’m digressing…) The final word is she did have a stroke, albeit a mild one. She was probably dehydrated too, so we’re trying to get her to drink more.
Good news followed chaos, thankfully. Hubby got a job at a local restaurant, cooking full time. It’s a little place called The Blue Bird, and he’s already having a great time. He went to cooking school, just didn’t quite complete his apprenticeship (so isn’t a papered chef). He got the job on the day of the interview, which was very cool. While he was supposed to start part time, he was quick and good enough the boss already bumped him to full time. This couldn’t come at a better time, what with Christmas / Yule just around the corner. Universe smiles on us. (Yeah, I’m anthropomorphizing. So sue me.) He even has a fellow metal head to work with. Of course, this makes him happy. He’s been busy downloading tunes to the ipod to take to work. (Cooks and metal and Libras–always in my life. I’m beginning to see a pattern here. Hmmmm…)
In my world beneath the rock, I’ve got two books on the editing hotplate. Writing is going well on the paranormal erotic romance. Plot and characters are fleshing out nicely. The other day, words flowed so well it almost wrote itself. I do love those writing sessions. I’ve been putting away no less than 1000 words over the last three days. My co-author is busy writing another chapter of our steampunk erotic romance collaboration. And I’ve just started re-drafting / re-outlining the dark humor dystopian. Had to make some corrections to plot aspects that just wouldn’t fly. Much tighter now, I think. I have to start the new beginning I’ve mapped out soon.
So if I’m quiet on Twitter and Facebook, it’s just because I’m neck deep in words–mine or someone else’s. Speaking of which, I better get back to the editing. Coffee, I hear its lovely call, and I must fill my cup. Hope September is treating you well, friends. Before I go, in the spirit of reoccurring themes in my life, here’s some Lizzy Borden for you:
*slithers back under the rock*
As part of Thrill-N-Chills month, Velvet has posted an excerpt from Old School. Head on over and take a taste of Play Time by R. Scott McCoy. You’ll be glad you did.
And don’t forget to enter the vvb32 reads Old School Giveaway for an ebook copy of Old School! Contest close September 10. Get those entries in.