This is what you listen to when you write about the most evil being that ever existed. (Playlist)

Looking for a bunch of songs that somehow go together? Try a PLAYLIST! Like this one.

This week Friday, I am releasing a brand new book, 

Temporary Anne.  

And so to help get you in the mood for that, here is an entire playlist of creepy songs, with passages from the actual book mixed in to get you a feel for what you'll be getting.  

My name is Anne. With each day of my life, my actions brought me closer to Hell. Now, with each day of what is left of my existence, I struggle to avoid the fate that was set out for me -- or rather, not just to avoid it, but to master it. 

1. Sad Sad Song, by M. Ward:

Book Passage that Goes With:

What I saw more clearly than the sea was a flowing, pulsing, corpuscle of heat and fire.  Hell is not fire and coals and brimstone.  It is hot, to be sure, or at least my entryway was because I would get no closer than that at that time.  Hot enough that it felt like my eyeballs were blistering.  Hot enough that my skin felt tight and dry and pulled off and shredding already, even though I knew I was still in the ocean because there it was around me.  But this was not flames and hot rocks and burning trees.  It was like flesh made into fire.  If you have ever seen someone cut open in an operation, and seen the quivering, gelatinous, slobbering mass of cells and slime that make up the layers between our skin, you have seen what my Hell was built of: a flowing, slimy, quivering, pulsating mass of burning material. 

Hell is the inside of a blister that stretches across infinity.  

2.  Missed Me, Dresden Dolls:

Book Passage That Goes With:

The arm is reaching towards me, coming over the nurse’s shoulder.

She leans into me.

I see two of the demon's eyes move slightly as it focuses on me. 

It pulses, as though sighing.  

The questing arm sways forward, testing the air between it and me. 

The nurse leans closer.

I see, as she does so, her pale and sweet-smelling skin, and nesting just above her breasts a locket that I knew from experience held a picture of her boy, the boy who wanted to get an A so his Mama would make him another cupcake, would hug him and put his test on her refrigerator, holding it there with a magnet shaped like a puppet. 

3.  Country Death Song, Violent Femmes:

Passage That Goes With:

I slowly put both hands onto the sill and gripped it tightly, the exposed bones in my fingers making dry, rasping sounds on the wood.  The mother stopped making noises.  I knew she had heard or sensed or felt my presence and so I moved.  I pulled myself up quickly and I pressed my dessicated face against the screen and scrambled with my legs and pushed through it, hurtling myself forward onto the counter and watching as the mother, still clutching my great-great-granddaughter, backpedaled away from me and shrieked in terror of a sort I have heard often before.  I was snarling and drooling, and I banged my kneecap on the faucet that stood in my way, I felt a piece of bone drop out and heard it clatter on the metal of the sink as I lunged at the mother, my spindly arms outstretched and my hands splayed, skin flapping and feet scrabbling for purchase.

4. Polka, Yves Klein-Blue

And The Book Passage For That One:

"I've been living in this cabin for 74 years now," he said. He looked around. He motioned to the chair. "I'm going to sit down. You're going to take me to Hell, but you won't do it before I tell you to."

                "How can you be sure of that?" I asked him.

                His hand, that odd right hand, moved again. I thought he was gesturing towards the wall, but he was not; instead, he made a flick of the wrist, as though he was lightly slapping something.

                When he did that, I flew back -- faster and harder than I would have thought possible, as though slapped by a giant hand myself. If I had needed to breathe, the wind would have been knocked from me. As it was, I was smashed into the wall behind me, the thudding sound echoing in my ears as my head cracked onto the wall. I slumped to the ground in a heap, and a few of the drawings scuttered down around me, knocked loose by the impact. One landed in front of me, a picture of a young girl, maybe 17, rendered with almost lifelike realism. She was wearing what was obviously a waitress' uniform. Her head was tilted at an uncomfortable angle and her neck was sliced in half. The blood spurted out, in the picture, onto the tray of food she still held. They're of people I've seen. And what I'd like to do to them, he'd said.

5. 9 Crimes: Damien Rice:

And the excerpt:

      I shriek as my substance burns.  The heat is hot enough to vaporize me, to turn me into motes of dust that would themselves be individually tortured for all eternity, but this dark one was not going to end my own tenure in an instant.  Cell by cell, an iota at a time, Mephistopheles crushes the life out of me and burns me, a miniscule portion at a time, and I howl and moan and yell as the hottest rages of Hell touch me, a heat that I could only have imagined those decades -- centuries?-- before when I had first glimpsed the blistering creation that Mephistopheles had waiting.

A contemporary horror classic, "Temporary Anne" presents the terrifying tale of a woman who avoids eternal damnation by sending others to take her place, scrambling to avoid the minions of Mephistopheles while searching for a way to allow her ravaged body to serve her indomitable will. The frightening images -- demons made of ice, babies' souls consumed -- will stick with you for as long as Temporary Anne exists -- which is FOREVER.

Get it on Amazon for $0.99!  And watch for the blog tour where you can win free copies of this book and all my others.  The tour will be:

1. Life Is Good: Friday 9/13

2. Strange Pegs: 9/16

3. Laws Of Gravity 9/18

4. The Blutonian Death Egg 9/20

5. Nigel G. Mitchell Author, Blogger, Geek 9/23

6. Jessica Bell Author/Musician 9/26

7. Sandra Ulbrich Almazan, Speculative Fiction Author 9/30

8.  Jess' Book Blog 10/3

9. Lara Schiffbauer's Motivation For Creation 10/7

10.PTDilloway.com 10/10