It’s October at last. Halloween may be a month away, but I always start celebrating a little early by watching horror movies, brewing up a batch of dark brown pumpkin ale (and then drinking it) and writing something creepy. This year I’ve managed to get out a novella in time for October 1st and am quite pleased with it. It’s a prequel to a particularly creepy M. R. James story called The Mezzotint. So, if you like ghost stories, spectral figures at the windows and good old fashioned hauntings, check out The Visitor at Anningley Hall available from Amazon and Smashwords.
“The door,” Elisa mumbled. “He was trying to open the front door.”
“What on earth for? Was he sleepwalking?”
“Oh, God!” said Elisa, her arms squeezing Roland tight to her chest. “He was trying to let it in!”
Anningley Hall – a large country house in Essex – is home to Arthur Francis and his wife Elisa. Arthur is obsessed with his new printing press and so consumed by his desire to make a name for himself as a mezzotint artist that he is oblivious to his wife’s increasing desperation and loneliness. Elisa is convinced that something sinister is coming for their infant son and will stop at nothing to protect him. When she discovers a disturbing secret pertaining to her husband’s past, she begins to question the safety of their home as a refuge from evil. And their three-year-old son is in contact with a dark presence that seems intent on entering Anningley Hall…