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How to Exorcise a Demon in Six Easy Lessons by @SammyIG #FourthWallFriday

or What the Hell Am I Doing?

Hey, Danielle I don’t know what you are doing but you better know what you are doing. No uncontrolled or restrained demon’s on this blog, got it? Jimmy better keep it under control!! The rest of you baby exorcists? Grab your notebook, your rubber boots and raincoat and come sit down. If you are interested in getting started Sorrow’s Point before Sorrow’s Edge get’s here in a few weeks, check out my review and see how much I loved it!



Jimmy HolidaySince I’d been writing about him so much, I figured it was time I actually met Jimmy Holiday and tried to learn some of his secrets. It began with a phone call.

Jimmy: Hello?

Me: Yes, Mr. Holiday. It’s Danielle. I was wondering if I could schedule an interview with you.

He laughed.

Jimmy: Like in person?

Me: That would be preferable.

He grunted. I could hear some strange noises in the background.

Jimmy: Ah, dammit. Can I call you back?

He didn’t even wait for me to say anything. He hung up.

“Well, shit.” I set my phone down on the coffee table and got up to make myself a cup of my favorite coffee. German Chocolate Cake flavored to be exact. Then, my phone rang. I picked it up. It was a number I did not recognize.

Me: Hello?

Jimmy:  Sorry about that. Things are… interesting around  here.

Me:  I take it. So, are you willing to meet.

Jimmy: Are you sure you can handle it?

I paused. Being a confirmed horror film fanatic, I wasn’t scared easily.

Me: Pretty sure.

He cleared his throat.

Jimmy: Okay. Meet me tonight at 1313 Mockingbird Lane.

Me: Where is that?

Jimmy: It’s in Morgantown. I’ve been working on a case.

I suddenly felt a lead weight drop down into my stomach. He was already here. In Morgantown. My town.

Me: Wait, you’re doing an exorcism?

Jimmy: Yep. Chicken?


Part of my wanted to respond with “Brawk, brawk,” but this was a once in a lifetime experience.

Me: What time?

Jimmy: Let’s make it five. That way, you can get your questions out of the way before I begin.

Me: Okay. I’ll see you there.

He hung up and I put my phone down on the table and stared at it. This was it. I was going to see a live exorcism. Part of me wanted to shit my pants.

The other part, well, this is me after all. I had visions of me all svelte, dressed in black PVC like the girl from the Xfinity commercial. Who the hell was I kidding?

Still though, I went. How could I not?

So, a few minutes before five, I pulled up to 1313 Mockingbird Lane in my Silver Ford F-150 truck. It was one of those narrow streets in the College section of town, so I had to pull the behemoth off into the grass a bit to make sure cars could pass. Sadly, there were too many other cars on the street to know if Jimmy was already there or not. I hadn’t been smart enough to ask him what he’d be driving.

I didn’t have to wait long. The door to the house popped open. Jimmy popped his head out and waved me over. As soon as I stepped onto the porch, I felt something was off.

“This is your last chance. If you leave, we can just do the interview later, but if you come in, they will know who you are now.”

I blinked. “Who?”

“The demons.”

The “oh shit” tumbled out of my mouth before I could even stop myself.

He chuckled. “Seriously, the more I’ve thought about this, the better it would be if you didn’t come in.”

I straightened up and looked at him. “If I have the balls enough to write about you, the least I can do is see it.”

He reached out and patted me on the arm. “Okay. It’s your funeral.”

Then, he opened the door wide enough for me to enter. Before I could change my mind, I stepped inside. The smell was overwhelming—like a combination of rotten meat and shit. I gagged.

“Okay. Before we begin, what questions do you have?” he asked.

I couldn’t think. The smell was so bad. “Let’s just save the questions for after.”

He grunted. “If that’s what you want.”

I nodded.

He led up upstairs and down a narrow, dark hallway. The smell was worse up there. At the end of the hall, he knocked on a door, then went inside. I followed.

“Good to see you aren’t a wimp,” a tall girl with red hair said.

“I want to really get things right,” I replied.

She laughed, then pointed to the occupant in the bed. “This is Mr. French. Mr. French has been possessed for quite awhile. We got called in because he started putting dead cats in his tenant’s mailboxes.”

“That’s weird,” I said.

“That’s nothing.”

The possessed dude suddenly focused his eyes on me. “We see you.”


I yelped and ran as fast as I could out of the house. I didn’t even stop panting until me and my truck were several blocks away. “Fuck that shit.”

Jimmy was the exorcist. I was the writer. From now on, I’d just stick to impersonal research. Jimmy could do the dirty work.


About Danielle DeVor

How to Exorcise a Demon in Six Easy Lessons by @SammyIG #FourthWallFriday

Danielle DeVor spent her early years fantasizing about vampires and watching “Salem’s Lot” way too many times.  After living briefly in Baton Rouge, Louisiana, she moved back to her hometown to write.  When not writing and reading about weird things, you will find her hanging out at the nearest coffee shop, enjoying a mocha frappuccino.   You can find her around the web on the links below or pinning happily away on Pinterest.


How to Exorcise a Demon in Six Easy Lessons by @SammyIG #FourthWallFridaySorrow's Point
by Danielle DeVor
Published by Crescent Moon Press
on October 1, 2013
Genres: Contemporary, Dark Fantasy, Fantasy, Gothic Horror, Horror, Occult & Supernatural
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Not all exorcists are created equal- especially those that are “marked”.

When defrocked ex-priest, Jimmy Holiday, agrees to help an old friend with his sick daughter, Lucy, Jimmy doesn’t expect the horrors that await him. Blackmoor, his friend’s new residence, rests upon the outskirts of the town of Sorrow’s Point. The mansion’s history of magic, mayhem, and death makes it almost a living thing – a haunted mansion straight out of Flowers in the Attic. Jimmy must decide if Lucy is only ill, or if the haunting of the house and her apparent possession is real.

After the house appears to affect him as well; seeing colors of magic when rooms of the house are warded by a witch and his voice taking on a power he doesn’t understand, Jimmy is met by a transient who tells him he has “the Mark”. Whatever being “marked” means, Jimmy doesn’t care. All he wants to do is help Lucy. Helping Lucy means performing the exorcism.

Jimmy knows the ceremony, but it's belief that matters. And if a demon is using a little girl as a meatsuit, his faith had better be strong enough to kick it back to Hell. Otherwise, he might damn them both.


So what is Fourth-Wall Friday?

Ever wonder what happens if you were to break into your world build and sit down and have a beer with your main characters? I think I would love to have tea with Jane Eyre, or discuss the best way to take care of vampires with Jane Yellowstone…maybe having Susie Shotgun take me out for some Angels Tears…

Interested in being part of Cabin Goddesses Fourth-Wall Friday? I hope everyone (authors and readers alike) takes time peruse the archives and find out just what other authors have done and enjoy a lot of amazing world builds! Or check out the PINTEREST board with every Fourth-Wall Friday pinned!

FWF-300-BUTTAllow yourself as an author to open up a new avenue of sharing your AUTHOR PERSONA & WORLD BUILD in a unique and creative fashion.. Just take a chance, write fluidly and from within that “place” you hangout at with your muse. Or perhaps walk in the door, tuck into a corner & watch your characters get into trouble before you take a chance and talk to them…

One Comment

  1. Thanks so much for having me again. I love doing Fourth Wall Friday. It’s so much fun. 🙂

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