Your eyes are not deceiving you, The Book of Kindly Deaths has changed! It happened one icy, coal black morning when I woke to find the cover was different… that somehow it had transformed while I’d slept. The entire matter was a dark mystery of course. It was still gloomy in the house (I cannot rise during the sunlit hours) and as I looked up from the strange, swirly new cover, I swore I could see two pinprick eyes glowing in the shadows behind the book. Grim Shivers? It’s possible. As you may know, anything’s possible with The Book of Kindly Deaths… I hope you enjoy the new cover. If you’d like to see it in the wild, it’s now available in many places! Amazon, Kobo, Apple Books, Barnes & Noble – everywhere! And despite the new cover the pages still rustle at midnight, and now and then you can hear faint growls and screams issuing from the ever-restless stories.
Seasons greetings! December is here, the nights are drawing in, the air is chilled, the perfect time to curl up with a good book…and to avoid the windows and doors. Just in case Mr. Krampus comes calling. It could happen.
You should be prepared if he comes a knocking on your door. Know your adversary. Understand the fiend. Arm yourself with a copy of Krampus and The Thief of Christmas!
As you can see from the image above, the paperback edition is now available, and I’m told each copy was handmade by a studiously working elf.
You should probably buy a copy now, just so you know what to do if in the future, on one dark night, you hear a tap-tap-tapping at the window. And while you’re waiting for your emergency copy of my new ever-so-slightly creepy Middle Grade Christmas book, you could also win a copy by clicking below.Good luck and here’s wishing you a most merry one this year.
It’s hard to believe the two year anniversary of The Book of Kindly Deaths being published has just passed. Since then I’ve written quite a lot and new works are on the way, including my brand new novel Krampus and the Thief of Christmas which is now available.
Yes, I’ve written a book about him. Krampus the dark Christmas spirit who punishes children that have misbehaved. Krampus, the scary dark being who comes calling on Krampus Night (or Krampusnacht). That’s the 5th December – just in case you’re concerned. And if you are worried, because you know you’ve been bad, and you hear a tap-tap-tapping on your door, I’d hide and hope for the best.
Because he knows when you’re not behaving…
But of course Eldritch Black readers are never bad, indeed they’re good beyond measure. So to reward your goodness & all round sparkliness, I’m including a preview of the novel below.
Now, grab the Christmas Spirit by the horns!
Dark Fairy Tales. Waking Legends. A Magical Battle for the Heart of Christmas.
Krampus Night is coming and even though Gabrielle Greene has only been staying in her Uncle’s strange alpine city a few weeks, she’s already earned the reputation of the worst girl who ever lived. She doesn’t know it yet, but she’s also leapt to the top of Krampus’s list.
Krampus, the sinister Winter King, the anti-Father Christmas who comes calling once a year seeking wicked children to haul back to his realm.
When Gabrielle’s younger brother goes missing, she sets out in search of him but soon finds herself hurtling into a shadowy otherworld. A place of terrible trolls, murky forests, coal-black mountains, Christmas charms and fearsome beasts.
Can Gabrielle save her brother from the fiendish Krampus? Will she become The Thief of Christmas?
The clock is ticking as Gabrielle discovers her decisions have created terrible consequences, consequences that must be faced if Christmas is to survive.
Krampus & The Thief of Christmas is a magical adventure of yuletide thrills, dark comedy and festive delights.
Winter gifts from Eldritch Black & not a lump of coal in sight!
It’s been a long time since I last posted to the Occasional Blog, which given its name, seems fitting. The eagle-eyed among you might have spotted the odd Instagram inspired post, like this one, but as for book news, there’s been nothing much since my last update.
My silence has mostly been down to the fact I’ve been busy writing not one, but two new works. The first, The Night of the Christmas Letter Getters is a short story about a dark winter’s evening, a dastardly plan, and elves and trolls and a secret Post Office.
Here’s the cover:
And here’s the blurb:
The Night of the Christmas Letter Getters is here…
It’s the most magical time of the year again. The snow is falling, the evenings are drawing in, the secret Post Office is open for business and the Christmas Letter Getters are out in force. Among them is Finley Stark, a small elf with big problems. He doesn’t know it yet, but there’s sinister forces at play.
Soon Finley finds himself being chased through the snowy Yuletide streets of a strange old city, pursued by trolls with dark, fiendish plans.
And candy in the oddest flavors…
The Night of the Christmas Letter Getters by Eldritch Black is a darkly whimsical tale of Elves, Trolls and festive frights.
As of the time of writing, The Night of the Christmas Letter Getters should be available everywhere. And you can get it for the price of nothing on iTunes, Kobo, and all other online booksy type places.
It’s live on Amazon too & I’ve asked them to make it free, but for now it’s a whole 99 cents. Hopefully this will be fixed soon.
So there you have it, a free early Christmas present from Eldritch Black. And because there’s a super moon coming, and it might be blue (if you squint), I’ll have another blog post tomorrow about my brand new novel Krampus and The Thief of Christmas which is coming this week…
I saw the Ouija Cat as I passed a shop in Port Townsend; a place where strange & unusual are as common as the early morning fog that hangs in a shroud over its streets.
A question for the cat passed through my mind, but then my eyes were drawn elsewhere.
As I moved on to explore the next distraction, I thought I heard a scrape of claws and for a moment, I swore I saw the cat’s tail flick to the side and spell out an answer.
“Right,” I thought. “That’s good to know. Thank you.”
Everything went well that day, and I was glad to have found an answer to a most vexing question.
But as I took the ferry back to the island where I live, and gazed into the blue deeps, the answer, along with the question, vanished into the mist that rolled in and obscured the water.