My children’s novel A TALE OF TWO BEARES is now available for purchase at the low, low price of 99p until 8 September 2015 (price rises to £1.99 thereafter). So get it while it’s hot…and cheap!
A stirring story of sibling rivalry, conspiracy and redemption.
Bob Beare – successful, urbane Teddy of the Year – has been tasked with organising the One Hundredth Annual Teddy Bears’ Picnic, but his scruffy, accident-prone brother, Migraine, is planning to sabotage his efforts. Gerald, the one-eyed cat, has evil designs on them both. Find out more about them, the Story of the First Bear, Designated Cuddling Days and the Teddy Tube in this delightfully different book.
Funny and touching in turn, teddy bear companions of all ages will enjoy discovering just why teddies are so terribly superstitious and notoriously bad at maths in A TALE OF TWO BEARES.
A TALE OF TWO BEARES will be on sale at all the very finest ebook retailers on 25 August 2015. Suitable for ages 8+.
The Curious Library’s first publication, the short horror comic HORROR TAKES A HOLIDAY, is now available on Amazon. Written by Jennifer Eiss, with stunning illustrations courtesy of Joe Campbell, it’s free of charge for the next five days. So get it while the gettin’s good.
Reality gets weird during Joe’s recovery from a WW2 battlefield injury. A humorous short horror story in the vein of Tales from the Crypt.
Many years ago when I was knee-high to a grasshopper (what does that even mean?), I used to scare myself to sleep with ghost stories. I would habitually stay awake reading until 2, 3 or even 4 in the morning, and then spend at least 15 minutes building up the courage to turn off the light for sleep. Depending on the quality of the stories I’d read that night, the light might stay on.
I found that when it came to scary stories, I favoured both short fiction and British authors from an era gone by. Something about the supernatural and inexplicable, combined with a healthy descriptive restraint, burrowed into my brain and lodged in its emotional core. I read some collections but mostly anthologies, and two of my very favourite texts were edited by Michael Cox (a book editor) and R.A. Gilbert (an antiquarian bookseller). I highly recommend them both:
The latter title included a story by M.R. James called ‘Oh Whistle and I’ll Come to You, My Lad’. And I hated it. Hated it with a bizarre passion. It was stupid and boring, I told myself, and I felt let down that Cox and Gilbert, whom I trusted, would consider it a worthy read for connoisseurs or even novices of the genre. That night the light stayed off.
The next night, despite not having read any further stories, the light stayed on.
You see, this story that I thought I despised had got into my head. I kept thinking about it, and I couldn’t stop. Unlike most ghost stories that evoke thrilling fear only for their duration, the horror (mistaken for hate) I felt from ‘Oh Whistle’ actually grew after the story finished.
From that moment on I sought out every ghost story James had ever written and read them multiple times. I wanted to know who he was and how he did his job so well, how he wrote stories that often seemed tame but got under my skin in the worst way. James took a back seat to study and work as I got older, but when I decided to do a master’s degree in history in my late twenties, I did it on James and his stories (look, he died in 1936 – that makes him history so it’s totally not cheating).
It turns out James was a rather pleasant, old-fashioned, even-tempered man who just happened to have a knack for scaring the living crap out of multiple generations of readers.