Well everybody, my novel first 'Fuck Monsters' is out for little more than a month. So far, I've sold a total of 15 copies. Now, I know it's not a lot, and some might scoff at the amount, but give this is my first venture into self-publishing, I'd say it's not too bad a start.

15 of 25 Chapters done! Still a lot of work to do, but this final round of editing should be done bu next week! Can't wait to finish this novel! #WritingCommunity

Well, I officially finished the final draft of my novel, and now it's time to look into promotion and marketing. Do you have any tips #WritingCommunity? Be it on here, or on other platforms. What ways do you know on reaching prospective readers or building an audience?

A gentle #creek, the smallest of streams, snaking its way through the forests. It originated deep within the mountains, where an ancient, abominable evil began stirring. Soon, its influences would spread, tainting not only the creek, but all it reached. #vss365 #WritingCommunity

Well everybody, we're on the final stretch. Last week, I finished the final draft of my slow-burn religious horror novel 'New Haven.' Now it's time to get a cover ready, and to start figuring out how marketing and promotion work! #WritingCommunity #amwriting

Well, everyone, it's finally time! Here's the cover of my next novel titled New Haven! Hope you're all excited about it! #WritingCommunity #nosleep

Hey there, #WritingCommmunity my slow-burn horror mystery novel 'New Haven' is now available on Booksprout! If you're interested in checking it out and want to grab a free copy, here's the link: booksprout.co/reviewer/revie…

Hey there #WritingCommmunity #HorrorCommunity, I've recently created a Substack where I'm posting my horror stories. So far, everything's free, but in the future, I might also share longer, exclusive works. If you're interested, please subscribe! substack.com/@rehnwriter?ut…

You like to read horror? I write horror! All kinds of it, actually. I got horror with ghosts, medieval fantasy horror, Lovecraftian horror, creature feature, psychological. You name it, it's probably somewhere in these pages. Head on over to Amazon and have a look for yourself!

Mother called out, telling me it was over. Those things were gone and help had arrived. I wanted to run. I wanted to so dearly believe her and throw myself into her arms. Yet I fought the urge. Because mother’s body was lying right next to me. #vss365

Its skin is plastic; its eyes were missing, its mouth a dark gaping maw. For weeks it had been watching his window from the alley. Today it was gone. At least he thought so. When he turned from the window, he found it watching him from the other side of the room. #vss365

He loved the thrill of the hunt. He’d found another strange set of tracks. They were almost leading on in a circle. He realized his error when the creature broke through the underbrush. It had been circling him all day. Today, he wasn’t the hunter. Today, he was prey. #vss365

She loved baths and hot steaming water. Suddenly, her foot touched something. Before she could react, a hand closed around her ankle and yanked her underwater. Her screams were drowned out by the water. With her consciousness fading, she was dragged down the drain. #vss365

Smoke engulfed the town once more. The fire must’ve started again. I pressed my face against the window to watch, but the smoke was too thick. The only thing I saw was strange, hulking shades. When the smell of human flesh reached me, I knew this was no ordinary fire. #vss365

It was the epitome of madness, I thought, as tears streamed down my cheeks. It had been an insane idea. I only went along out of desperation. But Mikhail had succeeded where science had failed before. Six months after the stillbirth, our baby boy finally giggled. #vss365

“Daddy, come quick,” his little girl cried out. It was as faint as a whisper. In a panic, he jumped up and rushed down the hallway. He ripped open the door and stumbled into her room. When the twisting horror inside jumped him, he remembered. His daughter wasn’t home. #vss365

He was woken by scratching, the sound of claws on wood. His steps led him to the room the sounds originated from. Anxious, he peeked inside. It was nothing but an empty room. The sound was still there, and now, he realized that it originated from the ceiling above him. #vss365

Strange strands all over the forest. Lonely and white, dangling from twigs and branches. There were more and more of them. They stuck to him, slowed him, and entangled him. When he saw the giant eight-legged horror in the trees above, he finally knew what they were. #vss365

What are ghosts? Are they lost souls wanting revenge on the living? Shapeless apparitions that haunt us at night? Remnants of past lives lingering in our realm? Or are they truly nothing but past regrets and our inner demons? #vss365