Originally posted on Kay Charles:
The Gilmore Girls and Stephanie Plum meet Aunt Dimity in small-town America. I’m pleased to announce that Ghosts in Glass Houses, my cozy-ish mystery novel, has been selected for publication by Kindle Press. The contract is for digital only, and the ebook will only be available for Kindle (including any device running the Kindle app)…
Author: Patricia
About Abby
Notes on an Autistic Protagonist In 1826, novelist Ann Radcliffe defined the main characteristics of Horror fiction as terror, the mounting dread that takes place in anticipation of an event, and horror, the disgust or revulsion that takes place after the event. Stephen King, William Nolan, and others have written that Horror fiction is not about the monster behind the…
First review of The Ceiling Man
Reviewed By Jack Magnus for Readers’ Favorite The Ceiling Man is a contemporary horror novel written by Patricia Lillie. Abby and her parents, Carole and Jim, lived fairly normal lives, that is, if being a young adult with autism can ever be considered fairly normal. Port Massassauga, Ontario, was not quite a city, more of a large town, and it…
The Ceiling Man is here!
I do not know who he is. I only know he is. —Abby Read a free sample! Monday, January 24th saw the release of my first novel. I’m a little excited. From the back cover: A NOVEL OF SLOW BURN HORROR. Carole knows there can be no tie between her autistic daughter and the strange events in Port Massasauga. It’s…
The Plot is Murder
With Poodles! My friend and Seton Hill University Writing Popular Fiction cohort, V.M. Burns, got a first look at the cover for her debut cozy mystery this week. (In an odd turn of events, I saw it before she did, but I won’t say “nanny-nanny-boo-boo” or anything. That would be rude.) She was a little excited. You can read about…
Good News!
I’m pleased to announce that The Ceiling Man has been selected for publication by Kindle Press. Thanks so much to all who helped, especially those who shared the link and/or nominated it during the Scout campaign!
Why Do You Write That Stuff?
Scary Stuff, That Is. I grew up in a haunted house on the corner of—I kid you not—Erie and Elm Streets. This was well before Freddy entered our collective consciousness (and our dreams.) We weren’t afraid of our ghosts. They were eerie but just there, part of the house and part the family, even if we didn’t know who they…
