True story: I was born on Halloween night on Gallows Road.
I have been a little warped ever since.
I write scary stories. I occasionally throw some straight-up fantasy or silly sci-fi into the mix, but almost everything I write ends up taking a turn into terrible, horrible, no good, very bad things. I collect the Gothic, the spooky, the creepy, and the strange, like some deeply unsettling magpie, and those elements invariably find their way into my fiction.
I live in the boonies of eastern North Carolina with my husband and my son. I have four dogs who like to drag home dead things and leave them in the yard.
Eventually I will get a contact form that actually works, but in the meantime you can reach me at emfaucettee[at]gmail[dot]com.