Blog Tour: Review & Excerpt from The Siren's Scream by Thomas White

 

Author: Thomas White
Publisher: Savvy Books
Pages: 492
Genre: Mystery/Horror

Release Date: October 5, 2022
Publisher: Savvy Books
Soft Cover: ISBN: ‎ 978-1088067819; 480 pages; $21.14
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An old mansion sits atop of a cliff, overlooking the ocean, in Santa Cruz, CA. A young realtor, Darcy Wainwright, manages to sell the dilapidated old house to Henry Childs, an obese nebbish who is obsessed with the property. In the backyard is a pool. Not an ordinary pool but a giant tide pool. In the tide pool is a siren with an evil agenda for revenge. 
 
The Thornton Mansion was a talisman for the death and mystery that surrounded it. Unoccupied for years until Henry Childs was summoned by the house. As directed, he reached out to unsuspecting, novice realtor Darcy Wainwright. Darcy finds herself intricately involved with the house, its history and the haunting tide pool that filled the backyard. It was the pool that beckoned her, and it was the pool that would decide if she lives or dies. The Siren’s Scream. Available on Amazon.
 
My thoughts:

I was very pleasantly surprised with The Siren's Scream.  It's really a book that is best going into it not knowing much.  It's a slow burn in the beginning, but things begin to quickly fall into place and turn horrific. I was sucked in and read it in one sitting.  The writer did a great job of creating a very creepy atmosphere at the house. He created characters I was genuinely rooting for.  There were also some great twists and reveals.  If you are looking for a good old fashioned scary horror novel, I highly recommend this one.

Book Excerpt:

Henry Childs led a life of total inconsequence. He had no friends, no hobbies, no guilty pleasures. He had spent his thirty-eight years in the space behind his mother’s aggression, lacking the courage to reach for anything more than this pitiless world deigned to dish to him.                                                             
Edith Childs screamed at Henry from the other room, “Henry, I’m bored. I want to go for a drive.”                                                             
Henry’s face scrunched in disdain, and the folds in his ample neck turned red. There was no denying her, not that he had ever had the backbone to attempt anything so drastic. Henry Childs had spent his thirty-eight years in the space behind his mother’s aggression, lacking the courage to reach for anything more than this pitiless world deigned to dish to him.                                                 
With a stoic exhale, he paused his video game, gulped down his cinnamon roll, lifted his considerable bulk out of the comfort of his reclining chair, and began the routine that would eventually get his mother from her bedroom to her wheelchair and into the car.       
He grabbed her yellow sweater to be sure that she would stay warm.     
“Henry, I’m not a child. I know if I’m cold or not.”             
He held up the cardigan and attempted to help her into it.                                           
“I can dress myself, thank you.”                                
Then there was the transfer from her sitting chair to her wheelchair.                                       
“For goodness sakes, Henry, you would think this was the first time you’ve ever done this. Move the chair closer. I’m not an acrobat.”                                              
...the parade out to the porch.                  
“Henry, don’t scrape the wall. You’re always so careless. We have gouges up and down the whole hallway.”                                         
...down the ramp.                           
“Don’t go so fast. Are you trying to launch me into outer space?”                                              
...across the walkway toward the car.                                                     
“Do you have to hit every bump on the walk? Wait, go back, I think you missed one.”      
...then finally into the car.                                            
“Be careful of my head. I don’t want to lose what sense I have left.”                         
By the time the car door was closed, with his disintegrating mother safely ensconced inside, Henry had sweat running down his forehead and was breathing hard. His double chins were dripping from each crevice, and his shirt was beginning to stain from the accumulating moisture. He dropped her chair into the trunk, wiped his brow on his sleeve, and embraced his final moments of silence before he opened the door and plopped behind the steering wheel of his Nissan Murano.
 
 
About the Author
 

Thomas White began his career as an actor. Several years later he found himself as an Artistic Director for a theatre in Southern California and the winner of several Drama-Logue and Critics awards for directing. As Tom’s career grew, he directed and co-produced the world tour of “The Teenage Mutant Ninja Turtles: Coming Out Of Their Shells”. The show toured for over two years, was translated into seven different languages and seen by over a million children. Tom served as President and Creative Director for Maiden Lane Entertainment for 24 years and worked on many large-scale corporate event productions that included Harley Davidson, Microsoft, Medtronic Diabetes, and dozens of others. The Siren’s Scream is Tom’s second novel that follows up Justice Rules which was nominated as a finalist in the Pacific Northwest Writers Association 2010 Literary contest.

Tom’s latest book is the mystery/horror, The Siren’s Scream.
Visit his website at www.thomas-white-author.com or connect with him at Twitter and Facebook.
 

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