In the confusion of pre-convention hustle and the post convention exhaustion I made an embarrassing mistake. I mistook an e-mail notifying me of a LiveJournal friend’s birthday for an e-mail notifying me of Mary SanGiovanni’s birthday. Rather than take down the post I decided to switch the birthday well-wishing to Mary’s new book Found You. Now if you’ll excuse me I have to go clean some egg off my face.
In all the hustle and bustle of Context 21 (a literary science fiction/fantasy/horror convention), I forgot to wish horror writer Mary SanGiovanni’s new book a happy birthday. So now, a couple of days late, I say to Found You: “Happy belated birthday!”
Stop by Where the Wild Things Are: Mary SanGiovanni’s MySpace and congratulate Mary on her new book.
As my present to her, I will create a series page for her Hollower novels in …With Intent to Commit Horror. Just as soon as I get some sleep — I’m suffering from acute convention fatigue.
Don’t know Mary? You should. She’s a very pretty lady who is the author of your nightmares — literally — she created The Hollowers:
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The Hollower (The Hollower Series #1)Author: SanGiovanni, Mary |
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Nominated for the 2007 Bram Stoker Award for Superior Achievement in a First Novel. What is the Hollower? At times it can look like a man in a black coat and a black hat. But it’s definitely not a man. It’s not human at all. Its sole purpose is to stalk, to torment and to drive its victims to their deaths. It can sense each victim’s weaknesses, change its appearance and strike however it will hurt the most, physically . . . and mentally. Dave Kohlar is a man racked with guilt, doubt and worry. The perfect prey. He’s about to learn exactly what the Hollower is — and how it feeds. |
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Found You (The Hollower Series #2)Author: SanGiovanni, Mary |
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“Found you.” Those two simple words were like a death sentence to Sally. She recognized the voice, straight from her nightmares. The grotesque thing without a face, the creature that thrived on fear and guilt, had nearly killed her, like it had so many others. But it was dead . . . wasn’t it? Sally is about to find out that nightmares can become real, that your deepest secrets can prey on you, and that there’s nowhere to hide . . . for long. In the small town of Lakehaven something has arrived that can’t see you, hear you or touch you, but it can find you just the same. And when it does, your fears will have a name. |
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