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November 23, 2013

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~About the Book~

Once Upon A Zombie Apocalypse
Title: Once Upon A Zombie Apocalypse (Jade)
Author: Jennifer Malone Wright 
Published: March 12th 2013
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Chemical Warfare has turned most of the world’s population into flesh eating Zombies. These are the accounts of two survivors. Kylee and Jade are on their way from one author convention to another. After saying goodbye to all their friends, they never dreamed the plane would land with them fighting for their lives.Jade Warwick has been preparing for the end of the world for years, but she never thought the world would end with zombies. The only thing salvaging her almost lost sanity is the fact that she is with her best friend, Kylee. With their first mission being to find their families, will the girls manage to save their families while trying to save each other? ***Once Upon A Zombie Apocalypse or (OUAZA) as the fans call it, is a short story episodic saga written by K.B. Miller and Jennifer Malone Wright. The first episode is from both Jade and Kylee's perspective and is two separate novella's. The same story, but from two different characters. It is done this way with the first episode only, so that you can meet our girls and really get to know and love them like we do.Each following episode is written solely by one of the authors and available through their links.

~About the Author~ 

Jennifer Malone Wright

Jennifer Malone Wright is best known for her short story series, The Vampire Hunter’s Daughter. Other works include the follow up to The Vampire Hunter’s Daughter series called The Arcadia Falls Chronicles and her vampire novel called The Birth of Jaiden. Jennifer also co-authors a series called Once Upon A Zombie Apocalypse as well as another project which hasn’t been announced yet. She resides in the beautiful mountains of northern Idaho with her husband and five children where she practices preparing for the zombie apocalypse. Just kidding!But seriously, between the craziness of taking care of her children, Jennifer has little time left for herself. The time she does have left, usually leading far into the night, is spent working on her beloved fiction or chatting with her equally crazy friends. Jennifer also loves coffee, has a passionate affair with red bull, wishes the sushi were better where she lives and dances while she cleans.

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November 22, 2013

Sam Whitehouse: What Inspires Me?

I grew up immersed in the fantasy worlds of Tolkien and Rowling and all kinds of ancient myths and folklore. I knew I wanted to be a writer from a very early age. After reading about these cool and fantastical worlds it felt natural to write my own stories, and to make up my own worlds and characters. Being a kid of the Potter generation I grew up with the books and each one I read made me want to create my own world more and more. And so, eventually I decided to go for it. Already being a big fan of Arthurian legend I thought it would be a cool idea to bring it into the modern day and explore the myth surrounding Merlin, Excalibur and Camelot. From that, The Prophecy of Three Quartet was born. So J K Rowling was directly responsible for inspiring me to write this series. I had lived in the Wizarding World for so long that I wanted to create my own world, one that I could control and create.

Reading is also a big source of inspiration for me. When I read books by Stephen King, JK Rowling, Philip Pullman, Rick Riordan and many others its feeds my imagination a little more every day. Books are like fuel, keeping the fire of ideas and stories burning in my head. If I had to pick a person who inspires me, then it would have to be my Grandad. He was the one who used to read me stories, many of which he made up, that kept my imagination firing and urged me to write down all the ideas I had in my head.

If it were not for the authors I mentioned and my Grandad I don’t know if the Prophecy of Three would have ever seen the light… But I’m glad it did because it’s cool to be in charge of my own world and being able to live in one that I created and that I can control.


Prophecy of Three
Chapter One – A Letter from the Past

Everything changed for Simon Falke the first time he fell through the fire.

Hot wind forced his clamped eyelids open and he recoiled as flames grew up like desperate fingers from the darkness. Through stinging tears Simon saw that he was standing in thin air. The growing fire rose, swirling high and closing in on him. Then, with no more warning than a lurching sensation in his stomach, Simon was pitched backwards, and the space that had once felt solid beneath his feet, gave way.

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A yell escaped him, muffled by the roaring wind. The flames stretched away, flickering back into the gloom, taking the heat with them. An excruciating chill took its place, thickening in the air and erupting Simon’s entire body in goosebumps. He grappled desperately as he fell, but his scrabbling fingers met only cold air and darkness. He was turning and rolling, eyes shut again for fear of what he might see. Then all of a sudden the gushing wind ended. Had he stopped? Daring only now to open his eyes, he found himself floating inches above a rough stone floor that had appeared out of the nothingness beneath him. The musty smell of earth filled his nostrils as he hovered for a moment, quite unable to move. Then voices, rendered into echoes, sounded somewhere behind him and in his distraction Simon hardly noticed as he dropped to a gentle rest on the ground.

“Are the rumours true? She has vanished?” The voice trembled with the onset of panic.  

"I am afraid so.” The second voice was hoarse, as if the speaker was suffering from some illness.

“How did she manage to evade capture? Surely the Elders have power enough to contain her.”

Laughter, devoid of any humour, was the reply before the second voice spoke again. “I think you underestimate her, my friend. The Elders did, and it was their undoing.”

“And what of her book?”

“We need not worry about that.”

Simon rose from his spread eagled position, dusting off the grit coating his sweaty palms. Nausea struck him and he clamped his eyes shut until it passed. As he blinked away the dancing spots of white light from his vision, he glanced around. He could see no people, no sign of the speakers he’d heard. From what he could make out, he was in a long tunnel that stretched away from him on both sides. A dim light was gradually vanishing in the distance to his left, as though coming from a candle or lantern being carried away. But whoever was bearing the light was too far into the darkness to see.

Despite the trembling in his legs and the threat of another pang of nausea, Simon relented to his curiosity and broke into a run. He wanted to catch up with the figures who were taking the last tendrils of light with them, before he was left in darkness. He couldn’t explain his curiosity. He just knew that whatever the speakers were discussing was important.

The air grew chillier with every step he took, so Simon pulled the hood of his jumper up and shoved his hands into his jean’s pockets. As he moved further along the tunnel, the light grew brighter again, revealing more of the tunnel. The place looked to once have been grand. High stone walls veered up on either side of him, cracked and crumbling in places and leading up to an elegant, vaulted ceiling. The floor beneath his feet looked to have once been paved, but dust and dirt obscured all but a few of the cracked and broken slabs. Unlit torches rested in rusted brackets on the walls. Overhead, cobweb-engulfed candelabras hung from the ceiling on ancient chains, creaking in the cold breeze gusting down the tunnel.

That unexplainable curiosity still urged him to keep up with the figures and another burst of speed later he smiled as the light ahead became much brighter. The sound of the voices drifted out of the soft whining of the wind. Simon slowed down as he approached a branch in the tunnel.

“Master, what do you wish me to do?” Simon heard the younger voice say.

“I ask of you only one thing... you know that my passing is imminent,” the old voice said, “and that with every minute I grow weaker, she grows stronger. I ask you to find them. There will be three... yes three I am sure. Find them and train them. They are our only hope.”

“But surely you-”

“Please, my friend, you must do this. It will require a great deal of patience and I am afraid this burden must fall to your son when you pass and his son when he, too, passes. I cannot say exactly when they will present themselves. But they will come and when they do they will be our best hope of defeating her. This is my final request of you, my friend… my final and most important request.”

Simon stepped tentatively forward, being as quiet as he could, and peered round the bend in the tunnel.

Standing several yards away, splashed into relief by the golden light of a floating ball of flames, were two men. One was tall, a fact his hunched stance did little to disguise. His skin was as wrinkled and sallow as dried out old parchment. His eyes were a piercing blue and a long silver beard, gilded by the fire light, grew in thick waves from his chin. The other figure, whose hand was raised beneath the ball of flames, seemingly in control of it, was much younger. But his black hair was speckled with grey and his face lined with premature wrinkles.

“As you wish,” the younger man said, sad eyes looking to the ground. The flames shrank as his hand dropped and the gloom grew quickly back.

~About the Author~

Ever since I realized that books did not spring from thin air and that people wrote them, I knew that I wanted to be a writer. Growing up on diet of fantasy and folklore and living in the fantasy worlds of Tolkien and Rowling it felt natural for me to write. The Prophecy of Three Quartet was born from my fascination with Arthurian legend and a love of stories that combine two worlds. If I’m not writing, I’m thinking about writing and if I’m not thinking about writing I’m reading. I am also a huge fan of Marvel and movies (particularly anything directed by Steven Spielberg, Peter Jackson, Christopher Nolan and JJ Abrams).
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November 21, 2013

Get More Mileage Out Of Your Past Posts

It starting to look a lot like the busiest time of the year. The holidays are coming and that means shopping, cooking, wrapping, eating, parties, family time and the list goes on and on. I know some bloggers take the holiday season off and others will cut back on their posts, but I know all bloggers want to keep their traffic high. So what to do?

You could fill your blog with promos and book blasts, but that content might be a bit boring for your readers. If you are really lucky, you may be able to get authors and other guests to write up posts for you. Of the 13 guest post spots I offer in December, I've filled 5 (let me know if you are interested in filling a spot).

It is okay if you don't post in December, I'm thinking of taking a few days off. Yet, I don't want to lose my readership. I have been blogging for 3 years and have 1000 posts. And do you know what? People are still reading posts from the beginning. You may have noticed this week that I haven't been posting my afternoon ebook deal posts. I wanted to try a little experiment. I know my traffic numbers go up when I post twice a day. Could I keep the numbers up without doing a second post? Instead I would promote an older post or two each day.

How do I decide which past posts to promote? Blogger has a nice little status block that shows which posts are being viewed. I look at what has viewed in a two hour period and choose an older post. I usually look around lunch time and then again in the evening. If it is a review or guest post, I try to tag the author who will most likely retweet the post. So far my numbers have been about the same as when I was doing two blog posts a day. Furthermore, over the weekend I promoted the "popular posts" that you see on the sidebar and that kept my weekend numbers from dropping - I did not have a new post over the weekend.

I feel confident by interspersing new content with promoting past posts that I will keep my traffic consistent and even find new readers. Why? I often discover new to me authors years after they have published their first book or sometimes I miss the release of new book from a favorite author (like I did with Never Knowing). I'm pretty sure I'm not the only one that this happens to. There are constantly new readers you can reach who have yet to discover the author or book you featured last week, last month, or even last year. So get some more mileage out of your past posts by promoting those older posts and make your holidays a little less stressful by crossing blogging off your to do list.

Donna Huber is an avid reader and natural encourager. She is the blogger behind Girl Who Reads and author of the how-to manual Secrets to a Successful Blog Tour.

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November 20, 2013

Scott Wyatt: What Motives Me To Write

My interest in creative writing predates the start of my first novel, Beyond the Sand Creek Bridge (2012), which was thirty years in the making. At present, I’m pleased to be riding a robust wave of creative energy. It has been a long time coming, but it’s here now, and I feel blessed to have the time and capacity to make the most of it.

Dimension MAs passionate as I am about writing, I’m even more passionate about an idea that came to me out of the blue in 1985, following a trip to the former Soviet Union. This is the notion that the moral dimension in human interactions and behaviors—how we treat one another—is shaped as much by the content of our awareness of other as by those rules, mores, symbolical thoughts, religious tenets, and prescriptions that we call our own, or that we embrace throughout our lives. Yes, I know that’s a mouthful! At its core, though, is this idea: that human beings—all of us—are both different and the same (in materialistic terms, we are made up of both human differences and human “samenesses”); that, when we encounter one another, we are drawn to and mesmerized by the human differences we see in “other”; and that, for a whole host of reasons, we formulate our moral commitments to other based exclusively on difference awareness: my family/your family, my tribe/your tribe, my ethnic group/your ethnic group, my nation/your nation. The content of our awareness of other, in other words, which gives rise to the moral impulse, is difference awareness alone, not a combination of difference awareness and sameness awareness. The compassionate impulse, which is the fruit of sameness awareness, is lost.

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This is more than can be conveyed adequately in a paragraph. You’ll find this theme developed in attorney Jason McQuade’s closing argument in Beyond the Sand Creek Bridge, and again in “The Sanori Flag Debate,” the appendix to my just-released Dimension M (2013). 

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~About the Author~

Scott Wyatt, a native of Sandpoint, Idaho, earned degrees at Stanford and the University of Washington before entering the practice of law in 1976. He founded the companion flag project in 1999 “to elevate and sustain public awareness of all that human beings have in common, without speaking to, or diminishing the importance of, our differences and diversity.” Wyatt has traveled throughout the world on behalf of the initiative, and the companion flag has been adopted at schools and universities in over fifteen countries. In 2012, Wyatt released his first novel, Beyond the Sand Creek Bridge, which follows the experiences of Chinese immigrants building the Northern Pacific railroad through the Idaho Territory in 1882.
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November 19, 2013

Review: Never Knowing by Chevy Stevens

Never Knowing
I have to admit Never Knowing by Chevy Stevens gave me a nightmare. I can't believe that I missed this book. I loved Still Missing and had I known about Never Knowing I would have picked it up much sooner. I absolutely LOVE Chevy Stevens's writing.

Adopted children often wonder about their past, where they came from, who their parents are, why were they were adopted. Sara has wondered these things. Though she loves her adopted parents, she never felt like she quite fit. Particularly when her parents had birth children. However, she hasn't really looked into for fear of upsetting her adopted family. A change in Canadian law brings the issue to the forefront and she can't let it go. There is usually a reason why the birth parents put a child up for adoption and Sara's birth mother had very good reasons. The discovery Sara makes puts not only her birth mother in danger, but herself, her daughter, and unsuspecting campers. But the real danger is a lot closer than she thinks.

Never Knowing was a much more complicated story than the other two. It was also more intense. I had to keep reminding myself that it was in past tense otherwise I would never had gone to bed. I had a feeling that there was more going on but I couldn't quite work it out until the end. 

I liked how the story's timeline overlapped with Always Watching. And you get a little more insight into Nadine, the psychiatrist who's featured in Always Watching. I thought it was a nice touch to this series that isn't really a series.

As far as psychological thrillers go, Never Knowing by Chevy Stevens is among the best I've ever read. It might be my favorite of the three books. It has been a very long time since I dreamt of a book's storyline (and the nightmare that ensued may be the only drawback to the book). If you are looking for an intense read, definitely you must read Never Knowing - just remember to leave the light on at night!

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Book Info:
Hardcover, 410 pages
Published July 2011 by St. Martins Press
ISBN13: 9780312595685
Source: Library
Read: November 2013

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November 18, 2013

Shane KP O'Neill: My Love for the Horror Genre

I have always loved the horror genre, I mean really loved it.  When I started reading books seriously in my early teens my friends and I would pass around or recommend one horror novel after another.  We all loved heavy rock music and we all loved horror novels.  Of course, in the mid-1980’s we were spoiled with both. Heavy rock was truly in its heyday and so was the horror genre.  To me they seemed to go hand in hand. There were so many great books to choose from back then, from masters like…

  • Stephen King
  • Dean Koontz
  • Robert McCammon
  • Shaun Hutson
  • James Herbert
  • John Saul

These were just my favourites, but there were many others.  And then we also had a huge catalogue of movies to keep us entertained.  Times were good.  Not only did we have movies that materialised from the books written by that select group above, but we had John Carpenter and Wes Craven among others feeding the monster.  On top of that, we had a host of classic horror movies from previous decades featuring the likes of Christopher Lee, Peter Cushing and Vincent Price and even this was just the tip of the iceberg.  I would safely say the amount of horror movies I saw in my teenage years alone must have numbered in the many hundreds.

For me, this was the only genre that mattered, in book form and on the big screen.  It followed naturally then that when I decided I wanted to write, it would only ever be as a horror writer.  I was always a writer, to one degree or another, learning my craft from a very tender age.  The very first stories I penned, I actually wrote by hand in those days, were all tales of the macabre that I would read to my best friends, doing my utmost to shock and abhor them.  The expressions my words brought from their faces were like a drug to me, and that irrepressible need to be appreciated as a writer was here to stay.

But horror was not the only love in my life.  I also had a deep relationship with history and all things to do with it, which grew stronger within me as time passed.  In time, this manifested itself into an amalgamation of the two.  And the focus of that became Dracula.

I have been aware of Dracula the vampire for as long as I can remember.  I saw my first Dracula movie when I was a young teenager and was forever hooked.  At the age of 16, I wrote a Dracula story of about 50,000 words which is likely to end up in Chronicle 8 or 9 of The Dracula Chronicles.  Dracula the man I did not discover until I had just turned 21.

I had just moved to England where I knew few people and had no social outlets.  Those were the days before us peasant folk had any concept of the Internet or the technological boom that was to come.  That left the likes of me with the local library.  And on my very first visit to the library in my new town, I discovered the works of Radu Florescu and Raymond T McNally, the two Harvard professors who achieved fame as biographers to the great Vlad Dracula.

I read their books a half a dozen times each and then hunted down any other books on my new favourite subject.  Over time I digested quite a few and formulated a picture of the man in my mind that I was so desperate to write about.  Of course, I wanted to write about Dracula the man and Dracula the vampire in the same book, or series of books, as my project evolved into over time.  In late 1992, after many years of reading and researching my subject, I wrote twenty chapters of my new concept.  Then for twelve years I didn’t look at it again.

During my 12-year hiatus from writing the horror genre changed noticeably, and in the years since.  The genre was carved up into dozens of sub-genres with a variety of names under monikers such as paranormal fantasy and romance, and urban fantasy.  This was okay I suppose, as there are so many directions one can move in within the horror genre.  But it didn’t sit so well with me, and especially with my favourite area of horror, the vampire.

I grew up as I have said earlier watching movies with Christopher Lee and reading books from Stephen King and Robert McCammon where vampires didn’t come out in the daytime.  They didn’t sparkle under the sun, they weren’t romantic creatures or broody.  They didn’t fall in love with mortals, they fed on them.  They burned or vanished into dust when touched by sunlight.  They were a far superior race that preyed on us weaker humans.

Now I accept that in the wake of Harry Potter, the powers-that-be in the film industry saw a huge market open for exploitation, i.e teenagers or young adults as they seem to be categorised these days.  They are there to make money naturally.  But did they have to fill the void left by Harry Potter with a series that virtually destroyed the vampire as us connoisseurs knew it?  This left an indelible mark on me.  I yearned like so many others for a return to the much darker, more traditional vampire.  And there are none as traditional as Dracula himself.

But I wanted to do something really serious with this subject and with my ideas.  I wanted to create something awesome and mind-blowing that people will remember always.  To try and explore the darkest recesses of the mind, the heart, and the soul both in the characters in my books and in those reading them.  It was my aim to shock, terrify, abhor, offend, mesmerise, arouse and captivate everyone who would pick up one of my books.  I wanted to write a scary-as-hell horror novel with real monstrous vampires, but that could only be a part of what I was looking to create.  My desire was to build a world to rival Tolkien and C.S. Lewis where my reader could escape to and become lost in.  I wanted to build something that Dracula was central to, but that was so much bigger than him.  And I hope now I have succeeded in doing that with The Dracula Chronicles.  

In 2004 I took it up once more and over the next eighteen months produced the novel, Reckoning Day. This book is based entirely in December 1986, the same month I left Ireland, and was centred on the resurrection of Dracula. It is a full-blown horror story full of vampires (of the darkest variety) and satanic ritual. It was epic in scale and was well over 350,000 words by the time I finished it.  

But I had no room in this story for all the 15th Century material I had written years before that centred on Dracula’s conversion from man to vampire and his early years as a vampire.  Hence I re-wrote those chapters in a new book, Bound By Blood, which I completed in six months and a first draft of 260k words.  From that moment on, The Dracula Chronicles series was born.  This book only covered the period from Dracula’s death in 1476 to 1612.  I still hadn’t written anything of Dracula the man.

I figured I would write ten chapters or so and put them in at the start of Bound By Blood. Another six months and 250k words later I had only covered the period in Dracula’s life from 1431 to 1456 and was forced to make that a book in its own right. The Gates Of Babylon became Chronicle 1, meaning I had to write a second book to bridge the gap up to 1476 and Bound By Blood.

I have since had to break The Gates Of Babylon into three books. When I began the final re-writes for it in March this year, the first part of the book took on a life of its own.  That has now become For Whom The Bell Tolls, which is to be Chronicle #1 and The Path To Decay, which is Chronicle #2.  These will see publication on November 11th and December 9th this year.  The Gates Of Babylon will now be Chronicle #3, hopefully, to surface by the middle of next year.  There may have to be two more books then to precede Bound By Blood.

I was so happy to do this.  To write these novels about the real life and the real world of the historical Vlad Dracula was a wonderful experience.  I am creating a small handful of historical epics in the process and have built the most incredible profile of one of history’s most amazing, yet most misunderstood men.  I have read many fictional novels written about the historical Vlad Dracula.  And whereas I have seen some noble attempts to capture the essence of this incredible man, I have not seen any that have satisfied me personally as a student of his life.  This was a real incentive for me in writing For Whom The Bell Tolls, The Path To Decay and The Gates Of Babylon.  I am confident I have created the most complete picture of who he really was.  To do this and build an accurate picture of the turbulent world in which he lived while integrating that within my own concept was the real challenge for me.  You can be the judge of how well I have fared in achieving this.

But these earlier Chronicles are not only sprawling historical adventures.  They are also stories of dark Gothic horror, violence, political intrigue, religious corruption, dark paranormal fantasy and deep romance. By crossing into various genres while trying to remain true to its horror foundation, I have endeavoured to add more meat to the bones of the story and give much more depth to my characters.  

It is here my concept has really taken shape and here I have built the premise of Lucifer wanting to ascend again to Heaven through the destruction of the institution of the Catholic Church.  

God’s creation of man led to a split in Heaven and a division of the angels as a result of Lucifer’s jealousy. The First Great War of the Angels followed, which resulted in Lucifer and his followers being cast out.  The war raged on and to end it, God agreed a truce with Lucifer. The main condition of this was that Lucifer could contest the soul of every living being, as long as he did not interfere with their free will. Should he control more souls than God at any time, then he can ascend again to Heaven and signal the end for mankind.

When the battle for souls runs close, the Crucifixion eradicates man’s sins and undoes all of Lucifer’s work. The Catholic Church stands as a reminder of that great victory over him. Lucifer then realises if he can destroy the institution of the Catholic Church and bring down the last great icon of God, he can then turn man against God once more. He searches for a millennium for the right candidate to see through this immense task and decides on the young Vlad Dracula as the instrument to achieve his ends.

The series follows the life of Vlad Dracula from birth and Lucifer’s manipulation of him.  It follows too the life of his brother, Andrei, who is God’s weapon to counter the work of Lucifer.  It is a journey through the ages set against the real world of Vlad Dracula that moves on through the lives of all the major players in history. I could sit here for hours to try and describe the true scope of this concept and project. This post is really just scratching the surface. If I had to describe my books in a sentence comparable to an idea people are familiar with I would say The Dracula Chronicles is a darker, more sensual and more expansive version of The Game Of Thrones.

Currently, I have two of the Chronicles available; #6 Bound By Blood – Volume 1; and #7 Bound By Blood – Volume 2.  If you’d like a sample of these first you can pick up a prequel, Birth Of The Monster.  I released these two titles first to give my reader the vampire first.  A second edition of both titles, with new covers, will be available from the New Year.  An audio version, narrated by me, of Birth Of The Monster, will be available soon also.

I have also released The Lamb Of God, a prequel to the entire series.  That too will have an audio version available, narrated by myself.  This week, I have released Chronicle #1 For Whom The Bell Tolls, which goes back to the very night both Vlad and Andrei are born.

I welcome you to join me on this fascinating journey through the ages.

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~About the Author~

Shane KP O’Neill is the writer of The Dracula Chronicles, a new and exciting series adding a new dimension to the Dracula myth. He has begun the series with a later Chronicle to give his readers the vampire first. The series then continues on with Chronicle #1, For Whom The Bell Tolls, to take you back to the beginning.
The author developed a fascination with Dracula from an early age. Like many others he was enthralled by Christopher Lee's portrayal of him on the big screen. It was in his late teens that he discovered Dracula the man and the love affair began from there. An avid lover of history, he studied the period in which the real historical Vlad Dracula lived, 15th Century Balkan, for many years. It followed from there then that with his love of writing he would always choose Dracula as his subject.  He built a concept and premise where he could accommodate both Dracula the vampire and Dracula the man.
Away from writing, the author has a wide range of interests. He reads a lot of books from a wide variety of authors though his main interest lies in the horror genre.  His love of books is matched only by his love of the countryside and of course, his family.  As an added note, he has lived and travelled all over the world. He has a love for all things historical, with a particular fascination for medieval Europe. Anywhere he travels, he likes to search out locations with an historical interest and will always hunt for the ruins of an old castle before heading to the beach.
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