Saturday, October 15, 2016

Lone Star Book Blog Tours Presents: Twelve Tantalizingly Twisted Tales by David C. Hughes - Excerpt with Giveaway



David C. Hughes
Genre: Children's / Horror (ages 8-11)
Publisher: Progressive Rising Phoenix Press
Date of Publication: July 29, 2016
Number of Pages: 176

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Who can pass up a scary tale or a spooky ghost story, especially right before bed on a stormy night after eating a sloppy bean burrito? From possessed bunny slippers to a house guarding an ancient secret, Twelve Tantalizingly Twisted Tales features a dozen short stories sure to raise a few goosebumps, conjure a giggle . . . and make you think twice before disobeying your mom the next time she asks you to clean the shower stall.


“This book is ‘Twilight Zone’ for kids.” –Don Winn, founder of Cardboard Box Adventures Publishing and author of the Sir Kaye book series

“Each story is a pleasure!” —Linda LaRue Austin, writer, historian, and author of Midnight Amethyst
“David Hughes is a modern-day weaver of tales much like the classic Grimm brothers. Each story awakens the imagination and questions what we commonly refer to as reality, while entertaining and delighting the senses.” –Jan Sikes, author of Flowers and Stone and other biographical fiction

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Excerpt from “Show-n-Tell,” the lead-off story from Twelve Tantalizingly Twisted Tales, a spooky middle-grade reader by David C. Hughes, illustrated by Christina Evans.
“No lie? It’ll make all my wishes come true?” the boy asked, turning the white stone over in his trembling hands. When he looked up again, the silver-haired man had vanished, leaving him alone in the darkening woods.
“Mister?” he called. Panic wrapped icy tentacles around his stiffening body. “Mister?” The boy dumped the chunk of marble into his duffel bag and snatched up his books. Hiding out in the woods had been a last resort—he’d really had no choice. He didn’t think the bully from school would chase him this far into the forest, but if he had—
A branch cracked. A frog chirruped. Something swished through the ferns, brushing his leg. The boy bolted, adrenaline carrying him out of the woods and into the unsettled night.
“Morning, Mom.” Daren Lloyd Jensen skidded across the dining room floor in his socks and plopped down at the table across from his little sister, Karen.
“You’re up early today, too, huh?” Daren’s mom removed a steaming pot from the stove. She dumped a baseball-sized wad of oatmeal into his bowl. “Don’t tell me you’ve caught your sister’s insomnia.”
“Naw, I just couldn’t sleep anymore. I had a wicked cool dream last night.” He sprinkled a snowstorm of sugar over the pasty cereal. “Besides, I can’t wait for Show-n-Tell.”
His mother’s forehead crinkled. Her smile drooped. “You had another one of those dreams again? . . . You okay?”
Daren nodded, stabbing the oatmeal with a spoon.
“They aren’t real. You know that, right?”
Another nod.
“Because if you can’t tell the difference, you’re staying home from school today. I don’t want to get another call from your principal—”
“No way, Mom. I’m not missing today’s Show-n-Tell.”
Mom drummed the side of the pot with her long fingernails. “Okay,” she finally said, “but keep your imagination under control today. Please? For the sake of my imagination?”
“I will.”
With a sigh she returned to the kitchen.
He didn’t mind the vivid dreams, but his parents and the folks at school considered them troublesome because he was notorious for mixing them up with reality. “Overactive imagination,” the school nurse had said. Regardless, Daren enjoyed the dreams—they gave him good Show-n-Tell material when he was in a pinch. Today, though, he wasn’t in a pinch. This morning he had something even better to show and tell, something real. And maybe, just maybe, the other kids in Mrs. Hoary’s third grade class would stop teasing him about his skinny legs and big ears. Instead, they would show him some respect and listen to what he had to say. The silver-haired man had told him the stone would help.
But you must remember, he’d warned, handing Daren the chunk of marble. Try as you might, you cannot wish another person’s thoughts to be one with your own. Thoughts make the person, and stubborn thoughts lead to stubborn people. You must show them to change them.
Today he would show them. For sure.
Copyright © 2016 by David C. Hughes

David C. Hughes defies the premise that engineers can’t write. With almost four decades of writing experience, he left his full-time corporate job in 2013 to launch his writing career. He has a passion for writing and for other writers, and loves to “talk shop” with anyone who will listen.
A former youth leader and deacon, David’s life is resolutely defined by his pursuit of God, and his desire is to convey God’s love, joy, grace, and healing through his testimony. His blog site, “David C. Hughes, Writer,” broadcasts his latest take on what it means to be a Christ-centered man, husband, father, son, brother, and friend in these exciting and challenging times. His God-ordained book, The Epiphany of Joy, and his picture book, Melted Clowns, both won the Texas Association of Authors 2015 Best Book Award. He is also the author of 10 Little Hiccups/10 pequeños hipos, a bilingual counting book.
In July 2016, Progressive Rising Phoenix Press  released his latest book, Twelve Tantalizingly Twisted Tales, a collection of a dozen spooky stories aimed at 8 to 14 year olds.
Originally from the town of Maine, New York, David now lives in Granbury, Texas with the loves of his life: his wife, Mary, and his daughter, Hannah. At last count he also has two dogs, a handful of fish, six chickens, and countless geckos.

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