“I will always be with you. I will never leave until you send me away.”
That didn’t sound like such a bad thing, except for the steady stream of demons and monsters in her life.
“I’m doomed,” he slurred, just before somebody switched out the lights.
Acknowledgements
I WOULD LIKE TO THANK THE NUMEROUS FRIENDS and colleagues who have participated in the reading sessions that helped refine this book. Likewise, to the Delaware Writers’ Group in its many permutations. I would need a second volume to list everyone, so please imagine your names here.
I must express my gratitude to my family for their love and support through the long process of writing Camp Arcanum. Especially my lovely wife Kit, partner and ally against many terrors far worse than undead skinless bunnies. My son Aidan gave me constant backing, though he had to leave the room for several of the racy parts. Lastly, my mother always encouraged my creative undertakings, though often at a distance with furtive sideways glances.
Lastly, I must thank Post Mortem Press’ Eric Beebe and Paul Anderson for having the courage to back a book that fit no one’s rational marketing plan. Thank you also to Elizabeth Jenike for making a daunting process amazingly painless.
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