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Interview with Horror Author D.M. Wolfenden


Screen Shot 2016-05-15 at 11.32.34 PMWhat draws you to the darker stories as a writer?

I grew up reading Stephen King and watching the old British, Hammer house of horrors. Not a lot scares me in a story unless it’s based on real life. That’s when I appreciate my life, and I am thankful for what I have, and that my family has their health.

Can you describe your collection Double Trouble: Not all trouble comes in two’s in one or two sentences for our readers?

It’s a collection of short stories that could very easily be true. There is evil in the world, sometimes, it’s us, when our deepest dark side surfaces, sometimes we don’t want to admit what we are capable of doing.Screen Shot 2016-05-15 at 11.32.09 PM

Is there a theme or message in your stories that you want your readers to grasp or are they all quite different?

They are all different, but the theme is basically the same, people can be very scary.

Are there other horror/suspense writers that inspire your own work?

I like Stephen King, James Herbert, Beverly Connor and Dean Koontz. I think they all probably influence my writing.

Do you write and or read in other genres as well?

Both, and read in most genres, except historical fiction. I have a Gothic horror novel, and I’m working on a Chick-lit, that I hope will be ready for September / October this year.

When did you start writing and how long did it take you to publish your first work?

I’m still new to the writing game, I only started three years ago. My first novel took about 8 months to write.

What is the best thing about your writer’s life?

The best thing is when readers interact with me (especially if they like my work) LOL. I also love the Indie writing community, most of them are really helpful and supportive with each other.   

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Double Trouble: Not all trouble comes in two’s

Excerpt from the story BAD MEMORIES


He pulled the shower curtain to one side, reached out for the soft, white towel and wrapped it around his trim waist. As he stepped on the terracotta floor his foot slid, jarring his back, sending a jolt of pain up his spine. He bent forward and gasped, placing his hands on the cream glossy wall tiles as he caught his breath. Son of a …

Straightening up, he walked over to the sink and wiped his hand across the steamed up mirror, revealing a face he didn’t recognize.  With his index finger he slowly traced the three-inch scar above his right eye. There was no pain, no tenderness and no memory. He caught sight of a black tattoo of a young girl on his upper left arm. The name Laurie, was written beneath it.

Who is she, is she mine?

He looked back at his reflection. The emotionless face staring back at him almost seemed to mock him, ice cold blue eyes boring into his soul. Suddenly the heat in the small room began to smother him, making him feel sick with pain and confusion.

He tapped his forehead hard repeatedly with his knuckles. Why can’t I remember anything?

“Who are you?!?” he screamed, punching the mirror. The glass cracked beneath his blow, pain shooting up his arm. He looked down at his fist. At least he could feel something.

“Danny? Danny, are you okay?”

He looked back at the door and frowned. Who’s Danny? Am I Danny?

The door opened, and he glared at the person standing in front of him. What was going on? “Who are you?” he asked.

“It’s me. It’s Dave,” the man said. He glanced past him at the smashed mirror. “You’ve forgotten again, haven’t you?”

His jaw clenched. “Where am I?”


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REVIEW: Portrait Of Rage by Cynthia H. Wise

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This is my first experience with this author but it won’t be my last. The dark mood she creates throughout Portrait Of Rage kept me reading until the last page. This is not a book where pages can be skipped. Each chapter perfectly pushes the story forward an inch or mile depending on where you are in the text. I wouldn’t call it a fast-paced read but there was no moment where it was slow either.  In my opinion, Cynthia Wise is a master of the slow, chilling story-build but she’s not afraid to yank the curtain back early on so the reader knows what’s at stake.

Portrait Of Rage showcases the threat of supernatural horror layered on real-life horrors. This aspect of the book is finely balanced with just enough supernatural occurrences to keep the eerie suspense of the story going. As a lead character, Thomas Shear is completely believable as the artist whose work is inspired by his nightmares. There’s a bit of steamy romance and even a likeable, competent detective looking for the truth. This was a unique and original read with just a reminiscent hint of the classic, The Picture of Dorian Gray by Oscar Wilde.

I would highly recommend this to readers of dark thrillers.

Glad I took a chance on this author. As a lover of both horror and romance this well-written book ticked all the boxes for me.

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Portrait Of Rage


Kelly’s breath caught as she watched him. He really was the most gorgeous, sexiest man she’d ever met. “I’ve heard that over-stimulating the senses can be deadly.”

“There’s only one way to find out.”

Kelly smiled as the kitchen door swung shut behind him. She could still feel the touch of his kiss and hands on her body and she felt a soft blush warm her cheeks. She shook her head in awe of her own unhindered response and turned to the task of preparing the table.

The china sparkled as she lit the candles, watching each wick ignite into a glowing flame. Otis Redding’s “Dock of the Bay” drifted to her ears as she dimmed the lights.

“Perfect,” she whispered, surveying the scene. She raised her wine glass in a silent salute. A caress from eyes behind her softened her smile as she turned.

“Everything’s ready—”

Kelly’s smile wilted as the delicate crystal she held in her hand slipped to the floor with a splintering crash. She shook her head in denial at the little girl standing a few feet away and cringed beneath the haunted, forlorn light-blue eyes that pleaded for help. They seemed to bore into the very depths of Kelly’s soul, and she shuddered as the little girl lifted her hand, beckoning her to follow.

“Please, help us.”

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