Happy Book Birthday to The Dead Pennies by Robert Ford!

BUY IT. .99. ⭐️⭐️⭐️⭐️⭐️

I just bought it, even though I have an ARC. This horror novel is amazing. Beyond amazing; I dreamed about it after finishing it. I can also testify to the subject matter personally. More on that below.

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Details:

Author: my friend and current WIP co-author, Robert Ford, yeah, I’m biased, but work with me here, this novel is fabulous (Follow him on Amazon and here on Substack)

Publisher: Cemetery Dance (Follow them on Amazon and here on Substack)

279 pages

Synopsis:

After leaving an abusive relationship, Abby visits an old friend on her way to her mother’s in Florida. Hayden’s Uncle Jack is renovating a building into high-end apartments in town, and with the lure of living rent-free in a beautiful loft, Abby becomes the caretaker with the entire building all to herself. Abby hears strange sounds in the building. Shadows move as if they’re alive. Led to believe the structure was previously a school, Abby is told by the last living employee of Harper’s Grove that the building used to be a home for the infirm and unwanted children, the Dead Pennies of society, unfit for circulation.

Abby and Hayden search for the cause of the strange events at Harper’s Grove, and find out why the spirits of the dead children won’t sleep until they get vengeance.

But there’s also another evil at play—this one of a human nature. Abby’s ex-boyfriend, Nick, finds out where she has run off to. He won’t stop for anything until she’s back in his clutches, but Nick doesn’t expect to come up against the raging spirits of the Dead Pennies.

As a former, now disabled, counselor, I worked with adults that had lived in Virginia’s Training Center system. There’s a famous eugenics sterilization case involving the one that my clients lived in, the one, now closed, that I pass going into Lynchburg. I have been meaning to cover it on my podcast; I’ll do so when Bob comes on to discuss this book. My clients told me about things happening that Bob captured in this horror novel, real-life-horrors, and I am sure there was much more they didn’t tell me. I saw them in these pages, and my little brother, and his much more impaired companions at Head Start in the 1970’s. Unlike Eric, they could barely participate in Head Start activities, designed to prepare kids for kindergarten, but North Carolina hadn’t figured out how to help them yet, so they housed them there. Bob has captured all of these children’s experiences…and the compassion fatigue of those who work with them…and how sometimes, those careers attract the wrong people.

I’m obnoxiously proud of Bob and this book. Biased trice: we’re friends, we’re co-authors, and I am an early reader for Cemetery Dance. I never say this, but…

It is what it is.

Channeling my inner Harriet the Spy here. Caps is not shouting, it’s Harriet M. Welsch printing. My dad, the mechanical engineer, writes the same way.

*deep breath* I DON’T UNDERSTAND WHY PEOPLE DONT WANT TO READ AWESOME INDEPENDENT HORROR WRITTEN BY EXCEPTIONALLY NICE PEOPLE, ESPECIALLY WHEN IT ONLY COSTS 99 CENTS. MUST THINK ON THIS.