Friday, December 23, 2011

And the Winners Are...

Well, hopper creep-loving friends, the curtain has quickly fall upon us. The end of the Creepfest has found me half mad with all the Christmas preparations, but before I can cook and decorate with abandon, I must set you free.

The Mystery Game was, without a doubt, one of the most interesting exercises on creative writing I've done in quite a while. It was also quite satisfactory to see many people following the thread and showing interest in it. Thanks to all for coming back for more, without you this blog hop wouldn't have been such a success. I wish you all a great celebration in this impending holiday, and may the next year be full of blessings, success, love, and health for you and your kin.

Now, without more ado... who is the mystery writer? Why, Dean Koontz, alright!

The clues were: Black River, Hideaway, Mr. Murder, Watchers, The Intruder, Whispers, and 77 Shadow Street is the name of Koontz's fresh-out-of-the-oven, about-to-be-realeased novel.

Erick Geoffrey was the great mind with the fastest fingers who is now the happy owner of the latest John Saul novel, House of Reckoning. Mary Rajotte and Renee Pawlish were not as fast, but equally clever in getting the right answers. For each I have a Smashwords copy of my own Perpetual Night.

It was a great pleasure to be in the company of such creative minds as those behind the Creepfest. I'm honored to call myself their peer and I'll be delighted to hop with them in the future. Merry Christmas, Hanukah, Kwanza, Solstice, or whatever you choose to celebrate!

Don't forget to hop, hop, hop; there's still a lot going on in the Creepfest.


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Thursday, December 22, 2011

Creepfest, Final Thoughts

So, the final day has come, so fast! Today I'll give you one last clue, but this one will be clear and easy-peasy.

The author I've been referring to is a prolific man whose novels can be described as suspense thrillers, but he usually adds to the concoction a pinch of horror, science fiction, mystery, and even satire. A huge number of his books has appeared on the New York Times Bestseller List, with 14 reaching the number one slot. These days he calls home a stunning, albeit sinister, mansion located in Shadow Street, to which he lovingly refers to as "a beautiful place to die".

It is a Gilded Age palace built in the late 1800's that almost from the beginning has been scarred by episodes of madness, murder, and whispers of things far worse. How befitting, don't you think? Just the place where such a mind can create the most unnerving tales. However, since the re-christening of the Pendleton as a luxury apartment building where our author chose -here comes a shocker- the penthouse, its dark past is all but forgotten.

I invite you to lurk around in all the usual places, if you got my six previous clues, this should be simple as killing the mailman and cook him for dinner. Ooh, what a lovely thought!

If through your meanderings you shall come across the famed Pendleton, I encourage you to spend an hour visiting its baleful hallways and hidden monsters. Who nows? You might be obliged to extend your visit... forever.

Great hunting everyone! Or should I say haunting? I always get those mixed... like the spices on my mailman. =)


PS. Don't forget to leave a way for me to contact you along with your guess of who the author is. Tomorrow I'll make the great announcement. Happy Creepfest!


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