At the ripe old age of 35, I have decided to finally give my attention over to my childhood dream of writing. I\'ve always had a wild imagination and, over the years, I\'ve collected a fair few story ideas. Now that I have a family to think of, I figured that it was as-good-a time as any to lead by example. If I\'m going to ask them to follow their dreams no matter how big, then I really should too.
I grew up in a rural town in England, so you\'ll find that a lot of my work is centred around those experiences. As a working class kid, in a town where everyone knew everyone, there was always some mischief to fall into. For us, that was often late walks, down dark back lanes, with flash lights or candles and a whole heap of tales designed to see who could freak the others out the most.
Many of those tales became the basis for Campfire stories as I got older, often impressing varied groups of people. Hopefully, a decade or so later and with a whole heap of embellishments, they can do the same for readers who enjoy being a little creeped out, a little grossed out, but still chilled enough to sleep at night.
So, in a nutshell, that\'s me. If it sounds like your kind of thing, hop aboard.
Plagued by disturbing deaths and mysterious disappearances for generations, the quiet little town of Ransop seems continually doomed to suffer at the hands of the spectre that haunts the abandoned church at its heart.
No one knows the secrets buried in the churches depths, all they know is that the church is where it all started.
When a group of local teenagers stumble their way into the middle of this mystery, one woman decides that enough is enough.
Ellen, a middle aged woman, who has her own dark past with St Louis Church, takes it upon herself to uncover the secrets buried beneath its crumbing exterior. Confronting a past that has haunted her dreams for years, can she finally shed some light on this brutal place and find a way to prevent the past from repeating itself yet again?