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@KenMacGregor Has Beers with Gavin, the Werewolf – a #FourthWallFriday Pub Special

Oh my another Siren’s Call author come to brighten my day and help me through my craptastic week. Of course, Fourth-Wall Friday is a cure for anything so is beer… wait a minute!! This is a HORROR BOOK! Hold on, me and horror, a couple of beers, a werewolf *nodding* I think this could work.. Everyone raise a glass to Ken MacGregor and his collection of twenty-two scare-the-pants-off-while-you-are-snickering short stories!

“Hey Bartender! Jameson and a chaser of Guinness, stat!”

Welcome to The Fourth-Wall Friday Pub, where all your nightmares come… through…

*snickering*#FourthWallFriday humor, sometimes you just have to go there!

A Beer with Gavin, The Werewolf |

Stepping through the door, I had to close my eyes for a couple of seconds. Used to the afternoon sun, I’d gone temporarily blind. When I opened them, details started to coalesce. Five tables with four chairs sat haphazardly in the main floor space. The bar took up half the wall to the right. Next to it was a narrow doorway with ‘restrooms’ posted over it. The bartender was so thin, I imagined she was carried here by a strong wind. She wiped the glistening bar with a gray cloth that may have been white in a previous life.

She glanced up at me, and her lips split in what was probably meant to be a smile. Two of her front teeth were gone. The holes looked like they went on forever. I mustered a smile in return and looked away, scanning the room.

A shambling pile of clothes hunched over an enormous glass of beer at the bar. I wondered if there was someone in them, or if perhaps they had left their owner to drink alone.

The only other person in the bar was Gavin. With his two-day beard, cocky half-smile, and tousled hair, I would have been able to pick him out of a crowd. He pushed one of the other chairs out with his foot and I sat down.

Good to see you, man,” Gavin said. He crushed the bones of my hand against one another when we shook.

You, too. Though, I thought you’d be taller.”

I am when I’m standing,” Gavin said. He barked a laugh and it sounded just like I imagined.

I told Gavin I appreciated him meeting me and that I’d try not to take too much of his time.

Hey. You created me, man. I’m all yours. Besides, it’s not like I have to rush off to my day job.”

“You make a good point,” I said. “So, you’ve had an interesting time of it since that first attack where you got turned.”

Yeah,” Gavin said. “Fighting sharks was cool as hell. But, the best part was the dragon.”

I had fun with that one, too,” I said.

What’s next for me, man? Do I go after the Yeti as you implied at the end of the last story? I hope so. That guy’s supposed to be huge and just epic strong.”

I don’t know, Gavin,” I said. “I haven’t written a third story for you.”

Gavin leaned back in his chair and gave me long, silent look. He swallowed some beer. I glanced at the unasked for glass of suds the bartender had brought me and drank some, too. It was better than I expected.

Well,” Gavin finally said, “Why not?

I don’t know. I’ve been working on other stuff. I haven’t forgotten you or anything. I still think you’re cool as hell.

You’re damn right I am.” Gavin was nearly shouting. The hair on his face grew perceptively longer. Gavin’s eyes caught the meager light and glowed.

The mound of clothing shuddered and the bartender gave me a worried look. I waved her concern away. Gavin wouldn’t hurt me.

I think.

Tell you what, Gavin,” I said, holding up my hands, palms out. “I’ll come up with something, okay?”

A huge grin broke across Gavin’s face and he was back to friendly, happy-go-lucky human again.

How about a novel? You could string a whole bunch of short stories about me together in a novel. I mean, you already have two written, right?”

I took another pull from the beer and nodded. “That had actually occurred to me, too.”

You see? Great minds,” Gavin said. “You know what every good novel needs, right?”

I’ve read about it some, yeah. Plot, theme, believable characters and settings-”

Gavin cut me off. “Love interest.”

You want a girlfriend?

Maybe a boyfriend. Try to have an open mind, man.”

We both drank beer. Gavin belched and excused himself.

Let me think about it, okay?”

Hell yes,” Gavin said. “Take your time. I’m not going anywhere.

Gavin leaned back, tilting the chair so it stood on two legs. He balanced it there by putting out his legs, touching nothing else. With a pirate grin, Gavin stuck out his forefinger and ‘shot’ me.

I pulled out a twenty and set it on the table.

Be seeing ya,” I said.

I think you will,” Gavin said. “I really do.”

On the way to the door, I poked the shambling clothing mound. After a centimeter or so, my finger met resistance.

Huh? Whuzzat?” the fabric said.

“Sorry,” I told it.

I walked out into the improbable sunshine and kept going, the familiar rhythm of my feet on the concrete moving things around in my brain.

Well if that didn’t wet my appetite for more Gavin large and in charge in a longer story! *giggling* Oh my that was lovely to see, I think… shudder. Ken, thank you so much! It was lovely to have you here at the Fourth-Wall Friday Pub! Don’t sell that bartender short, she has done me proud and can take down a 12 foot towering ball of tentacles if she needs be, just ask Charles Coylott, his birthday writer’s intervention got a bit… out of hand!


About Ken MacGregor

Ken MacGregor’s work has appeared in over fifty anthologies, magazines and podcasts. Ken is a member of The Great Lakes Association of Horror Writers and an Affiliate member of HWA. You can find Ken on Amazon, Goodreads, Facebook, and at Ken’s the kind of guy that, if he found himself stranded somewhere with you, would probably eat you to survive. Ken hopes you enjoyed the stories in this collection and that you sleep just a little less well because of them. Ken lives in Michigan with his family and two unstable cats.

about-the-book--red-bubble @KenMacGregor Has Beers with Gavin, the Werewolf – a #FourthWallFriday Pub SpecialAn Aberrant Mind
by Ken MacGregor
Pages: 137
Published by Sirens Call Publications
on May 3, 2014
Genres: Horror
Source & Buy Links: Sirens Call
Amazon • Smashwords • • Goodreads •
ABERRANT is defined as unusual, abnormal or different. The stories in this book not only differ from most of what you read, but also wildly from each other. A retired school teacher takes on an elder god and his minion; a werewolf picks fights with sea creatures; a neighbor’s lawn may be eating people. Twenty-two stories: scary, funny, weird and different.

In these pages, you will find darkness and fear, revulsion and terror. Mixed with it, however is quite a bit of humor. Sometimes both happen at the same time. So, open it up, join Jim as he fights off zombies with a potato cannon; witness the bloodbath reunion of the first man and his homicidal son; enjoy the monsters, the demons and the deranged.

A word of warning, though: you may never eat a bagel with lox again.

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  1. Kriss – Thanks so much for having me! Re-reading this makes me miss Gavin even more. That mound of clothes guy, too. He creeps me out. – Ken

  2. Kriss – thank you for hosting Ken today!

  3. Very fun post, great job Ken! Thanks for sharing this with us Kriss!

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