Excerpt: Hellfire and Damnation II by Connie Corcoran Wilson + Giveaway

Hellfire and Damnation II

By Connie Corcoran Wilson
Editions: ebook, paperback
Published July 28th 2012 by Quad City Press
Genre: Anthology / Horror

In “Hellfire & Damnation II,” the new short story collection by Connie (Corcoran) Wilson, the stories once again echo the 9 Circles of Hell in Dante’s “Inferno.”

The crimes and sins punished at each of the 9 Circles of Hell were also explored in Book One (“Hellfire & Damnation”), but there are many choices at each Circle, and others may be chosen for other collections. In other words, there are no recurring characters and the settings and points-of-view will differ from collection to collection and story to story. There are also illustrations for each story and a From the Author section at the end that gives the inspiration for each story.
~ Author Blurb

Livia asked that I select a page or two from one of the stories. The story excerpted below is the one that the cover image illustrates. (The cover image was done by Vincent Chong of the UK, who did Stephen King’s last cover and has worked with Ray Bradbury, Joe Hill and William F. Nolan.)

This particular story is also based on my own Norweigan grandfather, who did, in fact, emigrate to America and help lay the B&O railroad.

The Circle illustrated is Limbo. I hope you enjoy the excerpt.

Cold Corpse Carnival

“Limbo. An indefinite state. A condition of neglect or oblivion. In some Christian theologies, the term applies to infants who die before being baptized.
But I am not an infant. I am a full-grown man. I came to this godforsaken Colorado town of Neverland from Norway in 1880. To have stayed in my native land would have meant compulsory service in the Army. I did not want to go to war.
“Mother,” I said to my mother in the Old Country, “I am going to America.”
“But— what will you do? Where will you go? You know no one there.”
“I have heard that there is gold mining in a place called Colorado. I might try that. If that doesn’t work out, I can use my telegraph skills. Or I could work on the railroad. The B&O Railroad is hiring day laborers.” I packed my things and left the next day.
I had studied telegraph code and learned the intricate series of dots and dashes needed to send messages, via telegraph, in Oslo. I traveled from Bergen to learn the Morse code I would need as a telegraph operator.
And so it was that I came to the small town of Neverland, just northwest of Denver, and learned of the pit that, mysteriously, was as cold as Norway. As cold as Antarctica. As cold as a witches’ heart. I learned of its subterranean frigid temperature because I was incautious. Curious, I climbed down into the pit. Just as I reached the bottom, a large boulder broke loose from above. It fell into the pit, crushing me.
I have been dead in this small town for over one hundred thirty-two years.
When the residents discovered that I had climbed into the pit and had been crushed by a falling boulder, they chose to preserve me in a simple casket. They made futile efforts to contact my parents. My parents would not have had the money to have me shipped back to Oslo. Sending bodies back to the Old Country is not for the faint of heart. It is time-consuming. It is expensive. Corpses do not travel well without refrigeration. In my day, refrigeration was not so advanced. After all, a dead body is simply a dead body. Except for my dead body. My cold corpse. I am unique. I am undead. I do not know why, but it is so. I am simply in limbo. In suspended animation. In a state that is neither life nor death.
I am alive beneath the ice and cold, but I have no way to let the townsfolk know this. They chose to leave me in the pit. They lowered the simple coffin. They knew the pit was as cold as the devil’s soul. A glass plate rests above my face. No one closed my eyes in death. That common courtesy was denied me. Onlookers climb down and stare at my cadaver. They make rude comments. I hear them. I remember them. I have become the centerpiece of the Cold Corpse Carnival, an annual celebration, a bacchanal of ice and death and beer. In early March, twenty thousand people come to view me. It is the town’s main industry. My dead frozen form has become a tourist attraction. Coffin races. Frozen salmon tosses. A hearse parade. A Neverland Ice Queen.”

FREE on Kindle on October 27 – 31 as part of the launch of “Hellfire & Damnation II” and in honor of Halloween.
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Winner: Mary Preston


About the Author & Links:

Connie (Corcoran) Wilson (MS + 30) graduated from the University of Iowa and Western Illinois University, with additional study at Northern Illinois, the University of California at Berkeley and the University of Chicago. She taught writing at six Iowa/Illinois colleges and has written for five newspapers and seven blogs, including Associated Content (now owned by Yahoo) which named her its 2008 Content Producer of the Year . She is an active, voting member of HWA (Horror Writers Association).

Her stories and interviews with writers like David Morrell, Joe Hill, Kurt Vonnegut, Frederik Pohl and Anne Perry have appeared online and in numerous journals. Her work has won prizes from “Whim’s Place Flash Fiction,” “Writer’s Digest” (Screenplay) and she will have 12 books out by the end of the year. Connie reviewed film and books for the Quad City Times (Davenport, Iowa) for 12 years and wrote humor columns and conducted interviews for the (Moline, Illinois) Daily Dispatch and now blogs for 7 blogs, including television reviews and political reporting for Yahoo.

Connie lives in East Moline, Illinois with husband Craig and cat Lucy, and in Chicago, Illinois, where her son, Scott and daughter-in-law Jessica and their three-year-old twins Elise and Ava reside. Her daughter, Stacey, recently graduated from Belmont University in Nashville, Tennessee, as a Music Business graduate and is currently living and working in Australia.


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