I promised you some excerpts on a fairly regular basis, especially for the next two weeks, and here’s the first one. Most won’t be this long, but I figured cutting this short prologue in half would be silly. Plus, the first one might as well be a bit longer, just to whet your appetite. And yes, I know the current trend is to shy away from prologues, but as a reader, I love them, and always have. So I started paying close attention and discovered that some of my very favorite writers…best-selling writers, at that…use them regularly. I figured if it’s good enough for them, it’s good enough for me. So without further ado, here’s the Prologue to Swamp Ghosts, in its entirety. Hope it’s creepy enough for most of you. 🙂 Enjoy!
THE CAR BUMPED and rocked as he drove down the rutted dirt road, steering by a wash of silver light from the gibbous moon. Only a few more nights until it was completely full, making the road nearly as bright as it would be by day, but there was still enough light tonight to see that the way ahead was clear—except for the tall grasses and weeds, indicating no one had driven the road in a long time. That was all the visibility he needed. Not much chance of meeting anyone along such a remote stretch of river, anyway, especially since the state had bought this entire tract of land a few years ago, and chained off all the roads, posting No Access signs everywhere. Still, he wasn’t going to tempt fate by turning on his headlights. Not with what he was carrying in the back on this summer night. Read more…