And the Winners Are…

Well, I randomly chose three winners for my book giveaway, but two were stuck together, so I’ve added a bonus winner!

Haunt Cadia, Arnold Terrell, Lisa Baucom Judy, and Kristy Graham each get a free, signed copy of Now Entering Silver Hollow.

Come on over to my Facebook page to find out how to claim your prize. Congratulations!

I’ll be going on hiatus for awhile here on my blog, but I’ll be back with more on The Psych Writer and writing tips when I return.

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The Giveaway, Part II

Last week, I posted that I will be giving away three signed copies of my book to three lucky readers in the US, Canada, or UK (Scotland, Ireland, and England for those of you geographically challenged).

This is the last chance to make your entries—so visit the last post here to find out what you need to do in order to enter. I’ll announce the chosen three next week!

Psst … Up for a Giveaway?

Okay, so I’ve been teasing people on my Facebook page about a chance to receive a free signed copy of Now Entering Silver Hollow.

But I wanted to think about how to go about this giveaway for readers, and I finally decided how to go about it. I didn’t want to make it boring or just some random thing. I like challenges. Since I’m a fan of RPG and quests, I will send you on a mission, should you very dare to accept it.

So, today, I ask that if you want to be one of the three (yes, three) lucky people* who gets a signed copy of my book, you complete these three simple tasks:

  1. Invite people to like my Facebook page.
  2. Comment on the Facebook posts that I put up promoting this blog entry that you’ve completed the first task. These posts will be put up Thursday, May 18th through Sunday, May 21st. If you comment on more than one post, tell me if you’ve invited more people each time.
  3. Add to the comment what you love about horror and weird fiction. 

That’s all there is to it! I will run this giveaway this week and then next week, I will announce the winners right here on my blog. All entries will be assigned a number, and then they will be chosen at random with a random number generator powered by random.org.

*The giveaway is limited to the US, Canada, and the UK (Scotland, England, Ireland, & Wales).

Non-Fiction Review: How to Pronounce Drug Names by Tony Guerra, PharmD

One of my promises is not to constantly “sell” you my books on my blog. I like to spotlight other authors, and I have a few queued up to tell you all about, but I like to be about variety. So this week, I bring you non-fiction.

Anyone who knows me understands my love for medicine. I have a passion for science. This week, I’m going to tell you all about my nerdy and strange fascination with pharmaceuticals. Go ahead, laugh. Tell me I’m crazy. I’ve heard it all before. I’m probably accused of being a shill for Big Pharma. If this shill thing is real, though, someone please tell me how to become one! I could use the money. (Pfizer? Merck? Novartis? Anyone?)

No takers? Damn.

Well, back to my fascination, then.

I think it all started when I was a young woman and a pharmacist saved my life. It wasn’t anything terribly dramatic, but it could have been. The pharmacist caught a potential life-threatening drug interaction, told me to wait, and then called my doctor. He got an answer right away (because that was one hell of an organized office), and found me an alternative drug to take. When I asked him what that was all about, he stopped everything he was doing and showed me exactly what happens chemically between the drug I was currently taking and the Rx I needed, and explained that I could have had sudden cardiac arrest.

He treated me like a peer, did not speak down to me, and made sure I understood to not ever take that one med while I was on the other one. Sadly, I don’t recall his name, but I know he saved my life.

Fast-forward about 20 years, and here I am, fascinated by chemistry, biochem, and human biology. People tell me I should go to med school or become a pharmacist, but I prefer to write.

One day I was searching on how to properly pronounce “metoprolol” because I had heard it two ways. Well, I like to pronounce things correctly, so I looked at google, and that’s when I found the coolest pharmacist ever.

His YouTube channel is Tony PharmD, and he is a teacher. He teaches Pharmacy Technicians, and I like to imagine all of his Pharm Techs graduate at the top of their classes. Because his videos are informative and they keep one’s attention, I can only think that his classes must actually be a lot of fun.

So I subscribed right away to his channel and I have not been disappointed.

Recently, Dr. Guerra (he has his doctorate in Pharmacology) posted about some books he’d written. Of course, now I’m drooling. Books? Books that can teach me? I love learning. There are two: Memorizing Pharmacology, and How to Pronounce Drug Names. If you are a student of pharmacy, whether you’re a tech or going for your doctorate, get them both. They will help you, especially if you struggle with chemistry.

Tony was kind enough to let me have a code for a copy of How to Pronounce Drug Names. I have finally made it all the way through the six-hour audio-book, and I have to say, it’s tempting me a great deal to go to school to become a pharmacist. I’m looking forward to listening to Memorizing Pharmacology–that one is seven hours and sixteen minutes long, so I’ll have to devote my evenings to that one soon when I’m not editing.

For any student who has English as a second language, has difficulties with pronunciation, and/or who struggles with chemistry, I believe they will find How to Pronounce Drug Names helpful in their studies. If you aren’t a student and just a nerd like me who likes to pronounce things correctly (it’s “lore-at-a-deen,” not “lore-at-a-dine”), you’ll enjoy it, too.

I especially enjoyed Tony’s choice of Ann M. Richardson as a narrator. Her voice is as smooth as silk. I thought she was a computer, at first. She keeps your attention with succinct pronunciation, although the anecdotes don’t carry much emotion. You have to watch Tony’s videos first and then listen to How to Pronounce Drug Names second to get a feel for the anecdotes in the introduction. But overall, that’s a minor shortcoming to Richardson’s reading, because it’s an educational piece and it’s more important to focus on learning than pure entertainment.

This is an excellent supplement to learning, but it can be useful for anyone. One copy is only $19.95, too, so it’s not even expensive, either–you get 6+ hours of learning out of it, and that’s worth the price.

Happy reading, or in this case, happy listening!


There will be more reviews to come, and a return of The Psych Writer is soon. In the meantime, follow Anne on Twitter and Facebook. It’s always a learning experience.

The Writer’s World v. The Real World or: Suspension of Disbelief

I read a lot of fun and funny articles written by virologists, engineers, physicians, firearms instructors, and others in STEM careers who like to educate on real science versus what you see in the movies. I enjoy those articles because they’re useful and they teach valuable lessons to the masses about the wonderful world we all live in at the moment.

But does that mean writers are stupid? That we don’t get it?

Well, maybe.

I can’t say that I have a PhD in anything. I know psychology up and down and can work with writing mental disorders from both sides of the couch. I do that in The Psych Writer series quite often (and that’s something I’ll be writing about again soon, I promise). But when it comes to firearms, virology and immunology, physics, chemistry, veterinary studies, pharmacy, or any trade requiring an expert, I don’t know squat.

So I do research, and I learn. But sometimes what’s real and what’s proper just isn’t going to fit my story. I might need something to explode when my character shoots it and you’ll never know if she used regular shot or whatever. I might need someone to catch a bullet mid-air and be relatively unscathed from the experience. Those things aren’t real. They’re not going to happen. That’s probably a good thing.

Also there are not giant tentacle inter-dimensional monsters the last time I checked, nor is the country I live in divided into Territories rather than States. Also in my world women were recognized for their scientific achievements early on, and white people didn’t dominate the planet with colonialism.

The writer’s world is not often our same (or sane) world. For me, I purposefully divorced the Silver Hollow world from this real one so that you’d know you weren’t in Kansas anymore. Or wherever the hell you are while you read this. You get the point.

Sometimes writers just have to make it up as we go along, too. I’m currently writing a story that takes place in my world in 1902. Paper cups weren’t invented in our world until 1907. But guess what? My main character is using paper cups. That’s not a goof. I write things this way on purpose. I have to sit down and ask myself what the world would be like in a place where germ theory was accepted earlier because “sin” wasn’t a concept. I have to wonder about a world where money is king rather than the false construct of race. I need to think about how ways my world differs from my real one.

So if you read something that isn’t accurate, seems strange, or is otherwise wrong in this world, please, consider that it was likely done with a purpose. As a wonderful scientist friend of mine (and cracking good writer, by the way) said: “As a scientist, I am fine with this. I don’t want to read a technical bulletin. I do enough of that 9-5. I want to escape.”

As a writer, I’m happy to provide readers with an escape.


I like to write often about things that hopefully couldn’t ever happen in our world. If you’d like to point out how inaccurate my writing is (because it is, most likely), you can do it on my Facebook or Twitter page. I might just refer you back here, though.

Pleasant Publishing with Pronoun

Ugh, even that title sounds like an advert. But I promise it’s really not. I’m receiving no compensation from Pronoun for writing this. I just wanted to share my experience for all of the indie writers out there who are looking for a platform to get their work out for public consumption.

Back in October, in time for Halloween, I published Now Entering Silver Hollow. Well, we published it (my spouse and I).

The first time I was in print, Red Rattle Books took care of everything for me. They did my editing, proofing, publishing, and marketing. In that sense, traditional publishing is lovely. But the downside is that you have to do a lot of your own marketing, too, and you will see less of a cut for the work you put out. Your ROI is much more slim.

Then, I published Exit 1042 using Kindle Direct Publishing. It was simple enough. Just follow the steps and get your book out. This process was simple. The only added difficulties were that I had to do my own editing, proofing, publishing, and marketing. Okay, fine. At least I get a slightly larger piece of the pie I spent all my time slaving over, so that works for me. The downside of that is the distribution isn’t wide. It’s on Amazon Kindle and that’s that. So people who own/use/want to access through Nook, Kobo, Google Play, or iBooks are screwed if they want to read your things, because Amazon held onto it exclusively.

That’s okay, of course, because I agreed to it and thought it would be helpful because I was new to self-publishing and had no idea there was a way to publish on all platforms all at once.

Then, along comes Pronoun.

I had no clue what it was, but I was doing an article about the astounding ProWritingAid app when I had to write about publishing platforms. That’s when I found Pronoun and fell in love.

It’s a clean, easy-to-use publishing platform that lets you publish on multiple avenues. If you’re not lucky enough to have a professional editor or otherwise excellent editor look at your work before you publish it, they can connect you to their services. Yeah. They also have amazing book cover artists that will help you with your book’s cover art. Granted that part isn’t free, but you as a writer understand that artists and craftspeople deserve to be compensated for their work.

But everything else on Pronoun is free. You publish, you get your royalties when people buy. That’s it. No magic.

So I started out and discovered that when Pronoun became difficult and unwieldy, it wasn’t a part of the platform that was giving me problems–it was my own errors. Fortunately those were easy to clear up. A bit of formatting here, a touch of what the hell am I doing there, and voila, problems solved.

I had great support throughout the process. I found one issue where I ran into a brick wall and needed help. For some reason, my print ISBN wasn’t pulling through with Amazon, so while Pronoun was telling Amazon they were the same book on different platforms, Amazon was having a derp moment and not believing it.

I contacted Pronoun, thinking they were probably insanely busy and wouldn’t be able to get back to me in a hurry, so I’d have to suffer with the issue for a few days. Not so. A friendly Author Happiness Advocate (yes, that’s their title) named Elissa Bernstein got back to me in less than 16-hours and was pretty much the most incredible person I could work with. She was friendly, personable, and went out of her way to make it a painless experience. She reached out to Amazon who graciously fixed the problem and in less than 24 hours from the time my issue started, it was resolved. I know Amazon also has great customer service (I know this through experience), but I really didn’t think they’d hop-to when Pronoun came knocking.

Don’t know why I thought that but I’m glad I was wrong.

So much gratitude to Elissa for that, and for answering all of my off-the-wall questions about publishing. I’ve promised myself not to pester her with philosophical/unrelated queries, but I bet her answers would be phenomenal.

Here’s the GTTP (get to the point) version: If you’re going to do your own publishing, use Pronoun for your eBooks and CreateSpace for print. You won’t want to run screaming from the house and throw yourself off a cliff that way.


Anne writes books. She likes to write. Write. Anne. Write. You can follow her around on Facebook and Twitter, even at the same time, probably.

New Book, New Hook or: I Hate Pants

I write these ahead of time, you know. My time-management skills are actually pretty damn good if I do say so myself. I even manage to get a good night’s sleep about 45% of the time, and that’s only on account of the violent night terrors and nightmare disorder that rouses me to consciousness about three times a week on average.

So future me–November 10th me (I trust I’ll still be alive by the time this publishes, but no one knows for sure, right?) is right in the middle of NaNoWriMo. I’m working on a new book that I will publish probably much later than I write it. It’s a tale of the Weird West. I’ve never tackled a Western before but among my favorites are A Fistful of Dollars, True Grit, and The Outlaw Josey Wales. But of course because I let my freak flag fly as they say, I have to add something weird and kind of gross to it, and maybe something sexy now and then.

In addition to the NaNoWriMo excitement, I’ve published another book and I’m super excited about it! Now Entering Silver Hollow is a horror story about a haunted house and the various strange goings on in the small eponymous town. So that’s my new book with a new hook, or an old hook with a new twist. So that would be kind of like a corkscrew hook, which sounds bad-ass (or maybe that’s just me).

Once NaNo is over, I’ll be turning my focus to editing projects, including a “part two” in the Silver Hollow series. The working title is Mercy Hospital. You might even get to find out what happens to the magnificent Oscar, the cat with fur the color of red autumn leaves. Maybe. It’ll depend if he’s feeling up to making another appearance.

Life is a whirlwind and I’m caught up in it without pants. But I hate pants anyway (leg prisons) so I’m good with it. Bet you didn’t think I’d come around to the pants thing, did you?

You know, pants aren’t so bad (they cover my tremendous and beautiful behind, after all), but when I get home, they come right off so I can get into my shorts or house-dress. I like to be comfortable, especially when I’m writing. Pants are not comfortable for all-day wear.

Well, this is me, and this is my personal post about my life right now. Hopefully I’m still alive when this posts, or you’re all gonna feel creepy and weird when you read it, or maybe even cry. I trust I will be (barring a catastrophe or being crushed by a falling piano–which would be a calamity), and I trust that I’ll be laughing about this along with you in a few weeks.

Also, you’ll be getting another installment of The Psych Writer soon. We’re gonna tackle something lighthearted and fun: writing Major Depressive Disorder.

So join me in NaNo if you’re doing it this year, or drop me a line on my Facebook or Twitter page. I’d love to hear from you, even if it’s just to say “hi.”

Join a Bookclub – In Vivo or Online

Ruth O’Niel, via » Why Every Writer Should Belong to a Book Club, makes a great point. Your best feedback as a writer comes from readers, and you can learn a lot from how they feel about certain books. It’s a valuable resource that can help you grow as a writer.

If you can’t find a book club locally, don’t like the genres your local groups are reading, or are too introverted to be a joiner (yes, that happens, and it’s okay), join one online. Start with Goodreads. There are loads of groups there that will fit your niche and favored genres. It’s another great way to get feedback on books from voracious readers and will help you grow as a writer.

Left In The Cold II: Some Musings

Some time ago, I put up a short story here called Left In The Cold, which was about a creature in the antarctic. Well, Jane Living, the main character, is still taking up quite a bit of space in my head.

Her story isn’t finished, and while I’m fairly satisfied with that short story, I believe it should be incorporated into a larger work.

She and Livvy are part of my universe and I don’t want to let go of them so easily. It seems to me that they still have stories to tell, so I’m now working on a novel about them. This is all while Silver Hollow is in its final edit stage and Perceptions is just starting on its final edits. Mercy Hospital is in its ‘settling’ phase: that’s the part where I leave it alone for some time so I can put some distance between it and look at it with detached, fresh perspective.

As a writer, I have to keep going. So eventually, you will see Left In The Cold for sale at the Amazon store, but it will be part of a much larger work, and the version here will look quite a bit different than what you’d read in the novel.

Jane Living is a strong voice in my head, and she can’t wait to get out. I just hope it doesn’t kill her in the process. It might. One never knows what will happen once the process starts. Not even me sometimes.


Author Bio: Anne Hogue-Boucher is an American writer currently living in Atlanta. She is almost certain she’s been placed in a real-life weird fiction tale where people consider her to be potentially extraterrestrial. She neither confirms nor denies these suspicions in order to continue enjoying a quiet life away from Area 51. Follow her on @Spellvira or on Facebook at The Macabre Author. Also, eat your peas.

An Excerpt from Perceptions

One of my pieces that is ready for publishing is from a novel called Perceptions. Reality is not objective, and those who think they know what’s happening may be in for a surprise. Can one powerful magician and his cult will reality into whatever he desires, is he the one hallucinating, or are his victims the ones making all of this up?

Evan walked in silence, and I knew it had to be because he was tense, too. He was normally talkative, though, even when he was nervous. Sometimes, more so.

“You’re acting weird,” I finally said. “You’re not yourself.”

He looked over at me, as if he didn’t know who I was.

“This land is poisoned,” he said flatly.

“I felt that, too,” I answered, putting my hand on the butt of my gun. For some reason, that actually made me feel better. More in control. Safe.

“How do I know I’m still me?” He asked suddenly. “How do I know anything? How do I know terror?”

I wasn’t sure what to say, so I was silent for a moment. “We live in an infinite universe,” I finally replied, “and that is terror enough.”

Evan started to laugh. I swallowed down the bile that was catching itself in my throat, my heart beginning to really race this time. Evan broke into a run toward Dubbs House.

“Evan!” I shouted. “What the fuck are you doing?”

“The princess is in another castle!” He shouted back. I would have laughed had the situation been any different. But he wasn’t acting like himself, and was being even more strange than normal. Normal for Evan was always a bit off, but this was abnormal, even for him. I took my gun out of the holster, barely realizing what I was doing. It just seemed automatic, as if I were reaching for a security blanket.

We ran to the house, Evan much further ahead of me. Well, at least we were getting somewhere.

He disappeared into the house, first. Right through the front door, and that was it. He just disappeared.

I went in behind him, but more carefully this time. I was in through the door, but I didn’t say anything. I was being more cautious than Evan. I didn’t want to shout because I didn’t want to alert anyone that there was more than one person in the house, intruding. Evan pretty much blew our cover, but I tried to salvage it as best I could.

I didn’t see where Evan went. He just sort of disappeared, but I wouldn’t call out for him.

It was as if the house ate him, I thought randomly. I was starting to sweat, and a sickly feeling was washing over me.

The house was enormous, and had a front desk, like a bed and breakfast or something. Everything was clean, polished, and not what I expected. I guess I expected some run-down, tattered old house, but it wasn’t. Everything was well preserved, as if it had been restored to its former glory.

Though Perceptions is not yet set for publication, I wanted to share this with you as a gift. I enjoy playing with subjective realities, and hope that you enjoyed reading this glimpse into a world where nothing is as it seems, except where it’s exactly as it seems.

Happy reading.