Matthew Sawyer

The Betulha Dohrman Legacy (eBook, ePUB)

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Produktbeschreibung

Debbie Menon failed to sell the house everyone local called the Witch's house. The grief-stricken real estate agent set the historic brick Victorian on fire before the house became animated. The burning Witch's house moved itself out of Wister Town, taking a chunk of crust with it from the small Wisconsin city. Since, the house has been abandoned where it had gone past the suburbs. It's become an attraction for daredevils and a shelter for desperate animals. Debbie has since long left her real-estate agency and the house is no longer for sale.

A Janet Drays is then one day idle and she searches the Internet. Wister Town was filled with monsters, so that was nothing new. Janet was curious about the old Witch's house in her hometown. She finds information a real estate agent would probably never know. The young woman comes to learn the legacy of this womb of aberrations. The Betulha Dohrman Legacy is the sequel to the author's story Debbie's Hellmouth, based upon his short story The Abandoned.

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Produktdetails

• Verlag: Matthew Sawyer
• Erscheinungstermin: 6. März 2018
• Englisch
• ISBN-13: 9781370832910
• Artikelnr.: 52281687

Autorenporträt

I hate talking about myself. Like everyone, I suppose, I am a bit narcissistic, but not egotistical. My own failure for success is that I just do not think much about myself. That is not to say I spend too much time thinking about others. In truth, I should think more of everyone; and there is a dull guilt attached to that confession. There is something of who I am, I am old enough for regrets.

At my age, I am prone to think about immortality And being an atheist, there seems no alternative but science. Even so, I know that science is beyond my lifetime. I have no faith nor hope, nor do I believe in ghosts, elves, unicorns...

In that hopeless disbelief, I write so there remains a record of accomplishments in my life. Unrecognized and even scorned, I continue to tell stories so I will be remembered after I am dead. My struggle with grammar and punctuation are evidence of my effort to make my writing decipherable. Because, what success means to me are hieroglyphics upon a Pharaoh's tomb.