Until it makes itself known.
When the stench of death wafts from Kemper House through Willow Street, and comes to the attention of recent resident and newspaper reporter, Ben Traynor, it starts a chain of horrors that brings Kemper House's curse into their own homes and leads others direct to its door. Kemper House not only haunts its neighbours, it infects them with an evil that traverses time and reality itself.
A Guest Post by Greg Chapman
Boundaries - cages and walls, both in the physical and metaphysical sense are scattered throughout my story.
The characters all live in their own houses, their own little worlds of private torment and sorrow. Throughout the book I cross each of these physical boundaries and show you the goings-on inside. With one character in particular, Darryl Novak, I go even further by showing you the other “house” where he keeps his greatest secret. The other characters too are themselves their own little houses, where they keep their thoughts and their pasts safe. Some build walls around their courage, some around their sadness, and others to keep in things that need to be said.
But I break all these boundaries down and bring the characters together (albeit reluctantly, or not of their own choosing at all) by breaking down the walls of The Kemper House – the door between life and death. It’s actually the smell of death that is the first sign that the rules are changing in Willow Street.
The idea of a thin veneer separating the living and the dead has been around since time began and in Hollow House, I push this concept to its extreme. The Kemper House is the epicentre of the story, but instead of looking inside it, I let it break down the boundaries of all the other houses. The people around the house are what it needs, and it forces each of the people inside to escape their emotional facades. Walls come crashing down and evil enters effortlessly.
The only true barrier to remain strong is the one around the architect of this horror – Eric B. Kemper, the builder of the titular house. You will learn some of his plans and motivations, and see the purpose of the house, but ultimately readers will only touch the surface of its mystery – and after all, isn’t that what makes a memorable haunted house story?
So if you prefer a haunted house tale, where the story is more about living souls haunted by their own everyday fears, and an evil that feeds upon those fears, then Hollow House might just be the horror story for you.
Ironically, by writing this novel, I also broke down the barriers around myself. This is my first novel (and hopefully not my last) and it felt great to finally be able to escape my own lack of confidence and reach this goal. I hope you take a chance on my story. If you do, I thank you and hope you enjoy the ride.