Author Guest Post: The Home for Halloween Giveaway

Enter the Rafflecopter to win your choice of a Kindle Fire, Nook HD, or Kobo Glo, (two winners total!) as well as signed books and audiobooks in the Home for Halloween giveaway from author Scott Nicholson.

The giveaway celebrates the launch of paranormal thriller The Home. Experiments at a group home for troubled children lead to paranormal activity—and the ghosts are from the home’s dark past as an insane asylum. In development as a feature film, it’s available in ebook at Amazon US, Amazon UK, BN.com, Kobo, and Smashwords.

The Home

When twelve-year-old Freeman Mills arrives at Wendover, a group home for troubled children, it’s a chance for a fresh start. But second chances aren’t easy for Freeman, the victim of painful childhood experiments that gave him the ability to read other people’s minds. 

At Wendover, Freeman and the other children are subjected to more secret experiments, organized by a shadowy organization called The Trust. But the experiments do more than open up clairvoyant powers--the electromagnetic fields used in the experiments are summoning the ghosts of the patients who died at Wendover back when it was a psychiatric ward. 

Now a new scientist has been brought into the project, an unstable and cruel pioneer in ESP studies who performed most of his work on a very special subject: his son, Freeman Mills. 

EXCERPT: THE HOME
By Scott Nicholson
(From Chapter 30)

Freeman couldn’t concentrate on the history lesson. Ever since group homes had been turned into charter schools, with shrinks and teachers teaming up to make a bad situation worse, education had become yet another weapon the system used against you. Take the history teacher, for example. He might as well have “This space for rent” stamped across his pasty forehead, but he got to decide who was smart and who had a future and which kids were failures. All because he wore a necktie.

Leave it to a loser to be able to pick out the other losers. The teacher’s voice was like chalk on a blackboard as he talked about patriots sneaking onto somebody else’s ship and dumping tea into the Boston harbor. Creepy little vandals. And now they were hailed as heroes.

People sure didn’t know much about heroism back then. The patriots even dressed up as Indians, that’s how pathetic they were. The teacher was calling them Freedom Fighters. If you did that kind of thing today, you’d be called a terrorist and locked up for observation with no attorney. Or shot on sight.

Well, the winning side always wrote the history books and freedom was subjective. Being confined in a group home with barbed wire around the perimeter, right here in the Land of the Free that God had blessed above all other countries, didn’t seem a bit contradictory to the teacher. Having Social Services telling Freeman where to live wasn’t exactly what the Constitution meant by the “pursuit of happiness.” The First Amendment didn’t prevent shrinks from getting an endless ride inside his head.

To Freeman, it seemed the only people who got to do what they wanted were the grownups and the ghosts.

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