Edge of Night
A Collection of Short Stories
Dream Shadow Press
Release Date: 12/16
Genre: Paranormal and Horror
with a splash of romance and scifi
Here’s a roadmap to Edge of Night. Welcome to an eclectic collection of nine short stories.
You’ve done time at the edge of night. Nail-biting, stomach-churning time filled with hissing snarls, menacing growls, the whoosh of unnatural wings, and the flash of hellfire. Time that lasts forever, but is over within seconds because time becomes unpredictable in places like that. You don’t want to stay, but it’s too fascinating—in a grisly, macabre, toe-curling kind of way—to turn your back on.
You recognize it, though. The place just at the threshold of darkness where it’s not quite safe anymore. Evil broke its bounds at the edge of night, or maybe it always ran free and we’ve been deluding ourselves all along.
Join me for nine supernatural tales. Monsters, demons, gods—fallen and otherwise—ghosts, aliens. A touch of science fiction. More than a splash of romance. From magical lands to a chilling glance into the past, Edge of Night has something to tempt everyone. Everyone who craves danger, that is. It takes guts to read the stuff woven into nightmares.
It’s a tough job, but you’re up to it.
Welcome to my world. A world where magic holds court and the dude next door just might be a demon. Or a shifter. Or an alien.
Of Home and Hearth and Family
Today is Valentine’s Day. It’s supposed to be for lovers, but I’ve always seen it as a special time to let everyone who’s a part of my life know how much I love and appreciate them. I wish I still had living parents. I always sent them cards and called them.
When it comes right down to it, life is an incredible gift. None of us have a crystal ball, so we don’t really have any idea how much time we’ll have in this life. The only hedge against that particular unknown is to borrow a concept from Eastern philosophy: Live as though death sat on your shoulder.
What that means is to not blindly assume we’ll have time to say we’re sorry or to make up for being rude or intolerant or nasty. Whenever someone bothers me, I try to look through their eyes. I can almost always find compassion for who they are. That’s become increasingly important as my writing has reached a wider audience. Amongst the group, there are always naysayers.
While I may feel sad my writing didn’t resonate for them, nowhere in my wildest expectations did I think everyone who read my fiction would like it. John Locke, a successful independent author who recently signed with St. Martin put it quite well. Those who liked his writing were OOS (One of Us).
How about you. Who’s special to you? When’s the last time you told them how much you cared? This next question is harder. If you could go back and undo something, what would it be? It’s not as difficult as all that, unless the person’s no longer on this side of the veil.
What I see a lot of is someone waiting for the other person to apologize. Pride never buys much. Neither does insisting on being “right.” The problem with being right is it means someone else is wrong and the relationship with them suffers. Time is a valuable commodity. None of us lives forever. I don’t know about you, but when I’m a very old woman looking back on my life, I’d rather not examine a lot of things I feel bad about not doing.
So, how about it? Who will you say, “I love you,” to on Valentine’s Day? Down deep, we’re all the same. We all want to be loved, valued, and appreciated.
About the Author:
Ann Gimpel is a USA Today bestselling author. A lifelong aficionado of the unusual, she began writing speculative fiction a few years ago. Since then her short fiction has appeared in a number of webzines and anthologies. Her longer books run the gamut from urban fantasy to paranormal romance. Once upon a time, she nurtured clients. Now she nurtures dark, gritty fantasy stories that push hard against reality. When she’s not writing, she’s in the backcountry getting down and dirty with her camera. She’s published over 45 books to date, with several more planned for 2017 and beyond. A husband, grown children, grandchildren, and wolf hybrids round out her family.
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