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Update on THE NIGHTLY DISEASE (Spoiler Alert: It’s Fucking Back)

Many of you undoubtedly witnessed the shitstorm from DarkFuse over the last couple months. If not, I recommend you listen to this episode of The Horror Show with Brian Keene for full details (starts around the 55 minute mark), but here’s what’s important: DarkFuse, publisher of my novel The Nightly Disease, filed for bankruptcy and closed shop. They did this, of course, without paying me a single dime of royalties for 2017 (the book was released in the final weeks of December 2016), which leaves me pretty much screwed.

So, with the rights back for the novel, I’ve decided to release it through my own small press, Perpetual Motion Machine.

Need refreshed about what the hell The Nightly Disease even is? Here:

Isaac, a night auditor of a hotel somewhere in the surreal void of Texas, is sick and tired of his guests. When he clocks in at night, he’s hoping for a nice, quiet eight hours of Netflix-bingeing and occasional masturbation. What he doesn’t want to do is fetch anybody extra towels or dive face-first into somebody’s clogged toilet. And he sure as hell doesn’t want to get involved in some trippy owl conspiracy or dispose of any dead bodies. But hey…that’s life in the hotel business.

Inspired by my now six years working the night shift at a hotel, it recycles the strangest encounters I’ve had with guests into something even David Lynch would scratch his head at. I’ve also added ten thousand words of bonus content, including a brand new introduction and bonus chapters and fake hotel reviews. I’m particularly proud of the introduction, which is rather long but I feel it accurately describes my surreal history with hotels.

Oh, yeah, check out the new front cover, courtesy of the immensely talented Matthew Revert:

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Holy shit, right? Holy shit. This is the cover The Nightly Disease always deserved. I liked the DarkFuse cover, sure, but it’s garbage compared to Revert’s version.

Here is how you can buy the novel:

Right now, the book’s Amazon page is sitting at 42 reviews. Once I hit 100, I plan on celebrating by conducting an eight-hour livestream during the night shift at my hotel, which would consist of live readings, Q&As, me falling asleep at the front desk, you name it. If you want that to happen, then please buy it, read it, and leave a review.

At least this time we know I’ll actually fucking get paid for the sales.