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Monday, October 13, 2014

Two Degrees Closer to Hell by David Fingerman


Title- Two Degrees Closer to Hell
By- David Fingerman 




Blurb-
Speculative fiction writer, David Fingerman, is back with a series of short stories guaranteed to curl your toes and raise your hair. If you're looking for some quick thrills, let these stories take you on a ride that will bring you two degrees closer to Hell.






      

An excerpt from the short story ‘Hell Mouth’

She materialized halfway down the block. I don't know how I could've missed her. She wore faded blue jeans and a wife beater shirt. Dark brown hair in a pixie cut framed her face. Shouting curses into her cell phone, her free arm waved frantically through the air. She could have been quite lovely except for the look of anguish and the mascara mixed with tears sweeping down her cheeks.
I just about choked on a swallow as she turned the path and walked toward me. Trying to be inconspicuous, I needn't have bothered. So wrapped up in her conversation, she didn't even notice me as she tromped up the steps and marched right past and into the building’s littered hallway. I tried to mind my own business, but when she started rooting through the trash, I had to twist around and look.
"Have a good life with your whore, Frank!" She threw the cell phone down and stomped. With the phone properly decimated, the girl looked up and noticed me.
"What the hell are you staring at?"
I held up my arms in surrender but before I could utter a word she had turned away and continued rooting through junk.
She found an extension cord, the end charred black. After more searching she pulled out a three-legged chair and cleared a space by the banister. As high up as she could go, the girl looped the cord over the railing and tied a slip knot.
My heart pounded as I realized what she meant to do.
What was I supposed to do?
"Excuse me, miss?" What could I tell her, things would get better?
"Miss?" I got to my feet.
She ignored me.
The noose looked crude but effective enough. I stood in the doorway as she balanced herself on the chair and glared right at me.
"All men are pigs!"

She kicked the chair from under her feet.



Jaime's Review:

Move over Stephen King, you have a competitor on the loose!!!
Taken in by the first story. It reminded me of those books I used to read when I was a kid, the Scary Tales in the Dark? Or was it Scary Stories in the Dark? I don't remember but I have it around here somewhere. But this is definitely something that would give kids nightmares.
Hell, even I was a bit squeemish. Is that a word? It is now!

Mr. Halliday, he tripped me out. That whole story, heck all of them gave me the heebie jeebies. Just in time for Halloween!!

Mr. Fingerman, you need to make these available for the audio books, with a little creepytastic music in the background. WHOA! Time to keep out the kiddos!!

About the Author


During the summer months when the sun is shining and birds are singing, David is perfectly content to sit in his office, with blinds drawn, typing away at the computer. His favorite day of the year is the first day toward the end of summer that’s cool enough to pull a flannel shirt from the closet.

As a student at the University of Minnesota, David realized that if he switched his major from journalism to speech, he could graduate that quarter. It was a no-brainer. After 24 years of working in the court system, he walked away to write full time – another no-brainer.

Two Degrees Closer to Hell will be his second collection of short stories. He has also written three other novels.

David is married and lives in Minneapolis.

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