‘Twas the night before Christmas, the last night of #Creepfest…Patti Larsen creeps in covered in Red


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Twas the night before Christmas, when all through the house
Not a creature was stirring, not even a mouse.
The stockings were hung by the chimney with care,
In hopes that St Nicholas soon would be there.

The children were nestled all snug in their beds,
While visions of sugar-plums danced in their heads.
And mamma in her ‘kerchief, and I in my cap,
Had just settled our brains for a long winter’s nap….

Hold that thought…

Nope….wrong 12 days…

You have just arrived on the 12th day of CREEPFEST…

Yes! Readers I am afraid we have reached the last day of Creepfest…

(Moans and groans ensue…)

Wait this means you have 1 day to creep to all the wicked minds on this hop…

Click on the Christmas tree above and it will take you to a world of Creepfest…

Don’t go too far…because coming up I will be announcing the 2 winners of my reader challenge…Watch this space

“Twas the last night of Creepfest

when all through the Bloggosphere

creatures were stirring, children knew to fear

the voodoo dolls were pinned with scare

In dread that soon Patti Larsen would creep in there…

Run…she’s coming…scaring children is what she does best…”

Patti: “I love fairy tale villains. I really do. In fact, part of me wishes they could win, now and then…

My favorite of all? The Big Bad Wolf. The poor guy, I mean really. He’s the Wile E Coyote of the story realm, isn’t he? First it was those stupid pigs. Come on, people–pigs are FOOD. He was just doing what comes naturally. And he was hungry. Hell, I had pork for dinner last night. Does that qualify me in the BBW category?

Then there was that stupid little girl in the red hood. Talk about an idiot. Everyone knows going out in the woods alone with a basket full of food makes you a target. Sheesh. Grow up, kid. And the Wolf, well, he knew the Huntsman was on his trail, right? It’s not his fault Granny died of a heart attack when he tried to hide in her house. That little brat of hers told her own story, though, didn’t she? Made BBW look, well, big and bad.

And what about the boy who cried wolf? Trying to get BBW into trouble like that? Kids have no sense these days, nasty little bullies. He had to know it would just add to BBW’s already degraded reputation.

Yup, poor Biggie. He’s had it rough. But I aim to change all that. My upcoming novel, Red, tells the story as it really happened, as he partners up with Riding Hood to destroy the Huntsman, the real culprit of the story. Maybe then folks will start showing BBW a little respect.”

 

About the Author: Patti Larsen is a middle grade, young adult and adult author with a passion for the paranormal. Her YA thriller series, The Hunted, is available now. Books one and two of The Hayle Coven series, Family Magic and Witch hunt are also out now, with the sequels, Demon Child and The Wild, due in December of this year. She is a full time writer and a part time teacher of her Get Your Book Done program. Patti lives on the East Coast of Canada with her very patient husband and four massive cats.

You can find her:

On her website: http://pattilarsen.com

On Facebook: http://facebook.com/pattilarsenauthor

Her writing blog: http://pattilarsen.blogspot.com

Her book blog: http://pattilarsenbooks.blogspot.com

On Twitter: http://twitter.com/#!/PattiLarsen

On Amazon.com and Goodreads

Thanks Patti…Red sounds Amazing…I know we all look forward to its release. Don’t keep us waiting too long. Thank you for that first little glimpse on this last night of Creepfest…It has been a pleasure hopping with you this Creepfest! Wishing you a happy last night of Creepfest and a Merry Scary Christmas…  🙂

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