š My New Horror Novel Is Out⦠And the Hills Are Still Whispering About It š
Well, it finally happened. After months of living in a caffeine-fueled haze, arguing with fictional characters who refused to behave, and occasionally scaring myself at 3 AM while editing āthatā chapter⦠my horror novel is officially published.
š Insert thunderclap and distant, unsettling flute sounds here.
š So⦠Whatās This Book About?
Without giving away any spoilers (the monsters would get angry), this horror novel follows a group of travelers who find themselves trapped somewhere between America and nowhereādeep in the shadowy heart of the Appalachian region.
Thereās a cursed legacy.
Ā There are stories older than the local whiskey.
Ā There may or may not be something inside the hills that remembers every footstep.
Itās a slow-burn descent into folklore-fueled terror, with a modern pulse and some seriously haunted geography.
š² Why Appalachia?
Because Appalachia is terrifying in the best way. Itās a place where:
Ā ā The fog wakes up before you do
Ā ā Mountains have names nobody says after dark
Ā ā Folk songs sometimes sound like warnings
Appalachian horror is a treasure trove of whispered legends, coal mine curses, and creatures born from isolation, superstition, and moonlight. Itās rich, eerie, and filled with echoesāand I couldnāt resist exploring it.
š·šø But Wait⦠What Do Serbian Immigrants Have to Do With This?
Oh, Iām glad you asked.
In the late 19th and early 20th century, many Serbian (and other Balkan) immigrants made their way to the coal mines and railroads of the United Statesāincluding Pennsylvania, West Virginia, and other Appalachian regions. And like any good humans, they didnāt travel alone.
They brought:
- Their language
- Their hopes
- Their superstitions
- Their demons (the metaphorical kind⦠allegedly)
So what happens when Balkan folklore meets American mountain myths?
Ā Letās just say the hills arenāt the only things that have ears.
š What Kind of Horror Is It?
Think:
Ā ā Folk horror
Ā ā Psychological dread
Ā ā A touch of cosmic unease
Ā ā Ancestral curses with long memories
Ā ā Characters trying to survive geography, history, and themselves
Thereās fear in the darkābut also in the bloodline.
š Why Now?
Well, Halloween season feels like the perfect time to release a story where the land itself feels alive (and possibly hungry). If you like eerie atmosphere, folklore collisions, and the slow realization that you might not be alone on the road... this is your ride.
š Where Can You Get It?
ā Itās now live and ready for you to read (before the creatures start reading you).
Ā š Grab it on your Amazon
Ā š© Subscribers to my author site might even get some exclusive extras (or warnings, depending on how you see it). Soon!
š¬ Final Word Before the Bus Leaves
If you love horror rooted in old fears, haunted roads, immigrant folklore, and the kind of stories your grandmother refused to explaināthis book was meant for you.
If you donāt like horror⦠read it anyway and emotionally support my writing meltdown recovery.
Thanks for being here. I hope the hills whisper something nice to you tonight.
 Or⦠at least, something human.
š£ See you on the road.
ā Michael