Debbie’s Hellmouth is the book I’ve been shopping around to Old World publishers and I can’t get one interested, so f*** those guys. I just need readers, people who buy self-published stories. And if I can’t get those, then f*** you too. My stories die with me. And so goes the world. Everyone sees I write horror stories, right? Visceral horror, and that’s part of Debbie’s Hellmouth. And an expansion of my Wister Town stories.
My Wister Town forays expand my Lovecraft-inspired mythology into the real-world – Southern Wisconsin, in fact. Wister Town is a fictionalized version of my hometown. How it got that name is another story – a two-sided tale. I won’t say but I’ll toss clues. Think Lovecraft’s ghostwritten The Mound, my pseudonym and derogative nicknames for Swiss immigrants. Put them together and you’ve got a mystery. With some detective work, readers can discover who I really am and assume my thoughts. That is, of course, if people are interested. To that I reply “I’ve warned you about me.”
What have folks to worry about? Well, Debbie Menon is a real estate agent back in her hometown, Wister Town, Wisconsin. She finds herself ensnared in a Hellish mess when she attempts to sell a damned house – damned as in evil. I’ve tried appealing to young women with Debbie; an independent, artistic spirit who is slightly mad and blasphemous. I had hoped a professional publisher would help me tell the story – give me legitimacy as an author, but alas, I am still a suspicious, unknown author.
So what is this story about?
Debbie Menon has a unique pseudo-Victorian house she must sell – because her soul is held in proxy for that same disowned portal into Hell. Yet the evil nature of the place makes it un-sellable. Fortunately, Debbie’s not totally helpless – she’s been to Art school.
Locally, the place is known as the Witch’s house and stands in gossipy Wister Town. The house is named for the mysterious Betulha Dohrman, whom no one has ever seen. The old woman had vanished with an unannounced debt. That debt becomes the onus of the Mikelmeier Real Estate office. The selling agent, Debbie Menon, too, once lived near the house in this small, Swiss-themed city.
Debbie had moved away to Los Angeles so that she might utilize her Art education and find work, but that didn’t work-out. Consequently, she’s moved back. Home again, she falls in love with a city alderman, Jerry Leutenegger then quickly establishes a career selling real estate. The Witch’s house becomes the bane of her otherwise successful and happy life back in southern Wisconsin.
Debbie learns her soul is held in proxy until an owner is found. This is where the story of Debbie’s Hellmouth begins. The house – or specifically the tumorish and displaced widow’s watch atop the faux-Victorian home – wants to break loose and spread evil. Elements of that evil already pester the residents of Wister Town. What happens now with this cursed house only worsens the situation.
The Pocketbook is currently available from my storefront on LULU – here.
Ebooks available from Amazon – here.