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Last night, somewhere between the hours of 2am and 3am, I was visited by this young boy. He said his name was Demetri. Together, we lit one hundred candles and took it in turns to tell ghost stories. After each story, we extinguished one candle. When the last candle flickered out, Demetri was gone... and the monsters of our stories arrived...

Almost every day, I get a new, albeit rough, idea for a picture book, chapter book or short horror story.

I wish there were enough hours in the day to bring all of these characters to life.

I quite liked this little guy and this idea though, so I may save them for a later date. x

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