Joseph Carrabis, Author Blog

I asked fellow Midnight Garden anthology contributors to share some things about themselves prior to publication and those generous enough to do so will be appearing here for the next week or so.

Each entry gives a taste of their contribution, a little about them, how to contact them, how their story came about, and definitely a link to Midnight Garden (which you should purchase because it would make each and every one of us happy.
you do want to make us happy, don’t you?
i mean, considering what we wrote, you want us to know you’re a good person, right?).

And now, Ell Rodman’s The Drummer:

Four hundred years ago, settlers left the complicated histories of Europe behind for what appeared to be a vast, unblemished frontier. What they found, of course, was far from empty. Colonists settled a land with history as old as the one they’d left behind. Rivers, lakes, and mountains that already had names received new ones. Cull County residents didn’t know who first named the three-headed rock formation Satan’s Rock. By 1988, that’s just what people called it. It was an unnatural sight; a towering jumble of black rock jutting out of the forest floor, covered in mossy vines, topped with a handful of old trees. Two lovers, the legend went, fell from its peak. Or a runaway slave that vowed revenge. Or a witch hung by the neck. No, an Iroquois shaman cursed the land. The story changed every few decades, but one feeling remained:
Something about Satan’s Rock was just plain wrong.

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I asked fellow Midnight Garden anthology contributors to share some things about themselves prior to publication and those generous enough to do so will be appearing here for the next week or so.

Each entry gives a taste of their contribution, a little about them, how to contact them, how their story came about, and definitely a link to Midnight Garden (which you should purchase because it would make each and every one of us happy.
you do want to make us happy, don’t you?
i mean, considering what we wrote, you want us to know you’re a good person, right?).

And now, Kaye Lynne Booth’s The Puppet Man:

“I had to pee. That was the first thing I was aware of upon waking in the dark room. I rubbed the sand from my eyes as I swung my legs over the edge of the bed and sat up to get my bearings. Where was my night light? The room was as dark as pitch.
A thin sliver of light coming in under the door clued my memory. I was in the guest bedroom at my grandma’s house. That was where I slept every summer when we visited Grandma. A cool breeze from the open window did little to break the stifling summer heat. My older brother was in high school, and he got to sleep out on the screened porch, but I got stuck sleeping in the muggy room at the end of the hall.

How the story came about:
The Puppet Men was inspired by a friend who told me about a scary experience he had as a little boy, which haunted him throughout his life. The puppet men he saw weren’t real puppets that sat on the mantel, and he believed them to be just a dream, until he saw them again various times, when in a state of altered consciousness. I, being a Stephen King fan, had to ask myself, “What if?” What if he hadn’t been dreaming? What if the puppet men were real? And so, “The Puppet Men” came into being.

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