Hi, Ya’ll and welcome back to the spotlight. This week I invited a very talented author Misty Harvey to tell us about how she celebrates, fall and Halloween and to tell us about her scary book Malevolent Minds. If you like Horror and scary stories grab this. If the cover isn’t scary enough for ya then wait till you read it. Be sure to leave the lights on!
Hellos Mist. Take it away!
Readers! First off, I’d like to thank Cathy Brockman for having me over on her blog. I appreciate the chance to talk with all of your readers.
Halloween is my favorite time of year. Not only because it shows up within fall, but because I love the horror and legends behind it. From the scary haunted houses to the stories of the day of the dead, everything about this time of the year feeds a darker part of me that I put into my horror novels. I’ve always been fascinated with such things from a young age and growing up didn’t take any of that love away for it. In fact, it may have made it worse.
During this time of year, not only does my family sometimes throw mystery dinners, but I also bake a themed cake for the hubby man’s work parties. They tend to pick the theme and then I create a cake for that. While it started out innocently enough about three years ago when I first learned to make cakes, it has grown into something his work team all looks forward to seeing.
I have done cakes from a witch with a cauldron, to a spell book, and last year I made a Pennywise cake for his work people. Even if sometimes it can be quite stressful to get everything completed, I can’t help myself. I love making cakes on the side. This year the theme is Beetlejuice and the hubby man and I are still designing the new cake for the party.
One of the biggest tips I could give anyone that wishes to create cakes of their own is to be patient with themselves. It takes time to learn the techniques and plenty of practice. I know there are some I am still learning.
If that tip isn’t enough, how about don’t overuse buttercream frosting to adhere the fondant to a decorative cake? You don’t need that much and if you apply too much, once the cake starts to heat up from being outside of the fridge, that buttercream softens. If you use too much your fondant will slide right off your cake. I learned that little disaster the hard way.
Here are pictures of some of the various cakes and treats I have done over the course of the years.
Thank you for joining me during your Halloween month and for allowing me to be a part of your blog. I do appreciate. If you enjoy horror, please check out my latest novel, Malevolent Mind.
Wow what awesome cakes! I cant wait to see Beetlejuice! Now I want to watch it! It is one of my favorite Halloween Movies! What is yours? Now lets take a look at Misty’s book Malevolent minds.
A story so dark, twisted, and unfinished has a way of driving the sanest to the brink of insanity.
Between the constant state of bullying from Heath and his friends, and the unrest of not knowing what happened to her twin, Raven seeks revenge. Years later, she becomes the nanny for Heath’s young son, Kade. She helps him start a horror story with the plan to bring the horrible creature Kade created into the real world to torment Heath and his friends. It was perfect, until everything began unraveling. When Kade’s creation no longer wishes to do Raven’s bidding, it becomes a fight for life or death. The only way to survive is to figure out how to finish off the creature before she finds her freedom. Will Kade find a way to stop the creation of his malevolent mind? Or will Raven’s revenge consume them all?
How about a little more?
Kade sat there in the middle of the room. He pulled his legs up against his chest, wrapping his arms around them. There was nothing to see now that his head cowered there in the darkness of his own lap. If tonight was the night that he’d die, he wasn’t so sure he’d want to see either of the girls coming for him.
His ears perked up. Behind him came the sound of wet clothes slapping together. He lifted his head, unable to keep it down. It was just his imagination. That was all.
The feel of icy breath slid over the back of his neck. Each tiny hair stood at attention as the stench of decay washed over him. Was it the girl from the river or was it Zilla? Kade flipped onto his knees, the beam of the flashlight straight forward.
There, inches from his face, was Zilla. She stared at him. Her mouth was open at an angle as her tongue flicked out against the air. It was too late to run anywhere.
Death stared him right in the face. Part of him felt relief that it was only her. Of course, that was if the other one wasn’t waiting for him as well. He didn’t dare move the flashlight beam to find out. Zilla had appeared out of nowhere so who knew what would happen once the light wasn’t on her?
Kade watched as her blue-tinged hand reached up for him. She held her hand for him to take. Something told him that doing so would be the end of him. Panic gripped his insides and he knew he had moments to make the first move. If he didn’t react soon, she’d overpower him.
He swung out with the flashlight, catching her on the side of the head. Her body rolled across the floor with a sickening thud. Kade was sure that the magnum flashlight had cracked her skull. It had nearly broken his foot when he’d dropped it one time. He jumped across his bed, darting into the hallway. His gaze moved around the hall as he tried to make out anything.
The sound of her rapidly skittering toward him had him running down the hallway. He stopped at Raven’s door, trying her handle, but the door wouldn’t budge. Instead, the old wood rattled in the frame.
In a flash of lightning, he watched Zilla skitter into the hall on her hands and feet, her body parallel to the floor as she let out a sickening hiss. Half of her head remained dented in from where he’d clocked her with the flashlight. It was a terrifying image to behold. The fact that she continued to chase him regardless turned his stomach.
Kade looked back only briefly before he ran. She was close on his heels. In the distance, he could just make out his father’s door. His bare feet padded against the wood flooring.
Goosebumps raced up his spine as her icy fingers wrapped around his ankle. The weight of his body hit the floor with a loud thud. His head bounced against the hard surface blurring his vision. Tears filled his eyes making it even harder to see. At least now, he wouldn’t have to worry about seeing his death coming.
The cold sensation crept up his leg, over his knee and toward his waist. He could feel the weight of her above him as she crawled up his body. Time slowed so that each second felt like eons. The stench of her undead body burned at his nostrils. Kade gagged on the smell that was so strong he could almost taste it.
He didn’t want to die. Life was too short for him. There was still so much that he wanted to do. Besides, he wasn’t sure who would take care of his father if he wasn’t there any longer. That thought rolled inside of him. He wasn’t going to go out like this, a cowering lump of fear on the floor. If she wanted to kill him, she’d have to fight a lot harder for it.
Kade grabbed her arms, rolling them over as he kicked out with both his legs. Her body smashed into the wall across from them, freeing him to run. He scrambled onto his feet, darting for his father’s room.
The bright light blinded him as he ran for it. That was it. He’d found his end and now he was headed into the light. Just as he’d read in another book. It was his time to cross over.
Misty Harvey loves writing spine-tingling horror novels sure to thrill readers. The psychology behind such tales has always been a fascination for her since she was younger. Even to the point that she once contemplated taking up psychology as a profession. Still, her love resides in the art of storytelling. An art she wishes to continue to share with readers for the rest of her days.
After climbing out of her writing cave and searching the house for the sound of the latest creak or pop, Misty can be found doing one of many things. Often times she spends the remained of her day with her amazingly supportive husband and youngest daughter. While she has two older children that are out there spreading their wings around the world, including giving her a few grandchildren.
Her favorite things to do when not writing are crafts, wrestling with her dog, avoiding her cat’s bite or generally making her husband and daughter crazy. Often times she can be found creating vivid tales with her daughter about whatever mundane thing happened in their day and turning it into a crazy story. She is also an avid gamer, crochet goddess (we shall pretend there), domestic queen, and animal tamer (it’s a work in progress).
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Thank you for stopping by. I have more great Authors Coming each Sunday with stories about Fall, Halloween, Pumpkins and much more. I am loving the new season and it has finally cooled off in my neckk of the woods. Do you Like Horror books and movies? What are your favorite?