Let It Snow

Okay, so I enrolled my Christmas collection of dark tales—Ghosts of Christmas Past—into a promotion of Christmas-themed books, without really knowing (or considering) what sort of books the others would be. Turns out, the others are mostly romances. My cover of snarling skull reflecting in a glinting bauble stands out like a eunuch at an orgy amidst the rippling torsos, adoring couples and flowing ballgowns. It’s doing the equivalent of sidling to the corner of the room, wondering whether to sneak out when no one’s looking, or brazen it out with a beer in hand and a confident expression that says, “Gatecrasher? I’ve not heard about any gatecrashers.” Yeah, I know—it’s okay to snigger.

Anyway, if you visit the promotion page—here—you can enter for a chance to win an Echo Dot, one of those voice activated thingies. And there look to be plenty of good books to browse, especially if you like romance or cosy stories.

And, hey, you could always click on my trying-to-blend-in-against-the-odds cover and pick youself up a dark read. No ripped torsos or bodices, I’m afraid, but you will encounter the odd ghost, vampire and a host of walking corpses.