Each day of The Crossroads Tour, a new question will be revealed on The Crossroad Blog Tour main page and each day the answer to that question will be found within one of the 16 different blog posts by Crossroads Tour authors. Your job is to get the question, read the blog posts, and collect all 16 answers by the end of the tour, on Halloween. Go HERE to get today's question and links.
Today's guest post is by Jordan Deen author of The Crescent. I just received a personalized signed copy of Deen's book (thanks Darla for getting it signed for me) and it is sitting on my bedside table staring at me. It will be my reward once I finish up a big work project.
Description from GoodReads:
Becoming a werewolf is not an option for seventeen-year-old Lacey Quinn, but death can be a strong motivator. Lacey is so focused on her future that everyday life has passed her by. Counting down the days to her eighteenth birthday, Lacey is almost home free. But when she falls for the mysterious Alex Morris, she lands in the middle of an ancient war between two enemy wolf packs. Tempting dreams, tantalizing lies and a dangerous love triangle ensues leaving Lacey heartbroken and confused. Lacey's fate rests in the hands of Alex and Brandon, but both are pulling her strings for their own agendas. Even as she slips further into the dark world of werewolves, Lacey struggles to find the truth and save the only family she's ever know.
What was your most embarrassing/funny/scary Halloween experience or costume?
Hi Aly! Thanks for having me.
This is a great question. When I was in my twenties, I worked as a make up artist at ‘Knott’s Scary Farm’. My job was to make bruises and blood look as realistic as possible for their Halloween Nights. On my last night working there, I finished up my last seating and headed out—trying not to show everyone how sad I was to be going. I picked up my case and started out before the park was opened.
I headed up a long, dark, remote pathway on the backside of the park. It didn’t take long for me to realize that I was on my own. No one came out with me, no one was walking with me to the parking lot and the large baron trees were filled with white haze from the smoke machines and strobes were already illuminating the bottoms. To say it looked like a scene from a horror movie is a serious understatement. Anyone that knows me knows I’m terrified of zombies after my brother’s thought I should watch Night of the Living Dead when I was six. I regress—I stayed toward the middle of the path, folded my arms across my chest and hurried up the walkway trying to get back to civilization. After a few seconds, moaning started coming from what felt like everywhere. Out of the shadows of made by the strobes and the trees, large blackened figures stalked out. Limbs hanging, throats rattling, blood dripping, feet dragging—they were full on zombies. I stopped and started to turn around when I realized they were coming from behind me too. There was no escape. So, I did what every level headed twenty-something would do: I threw my case down, screamed at the top of my lungs, and ran as fast as I could towards the biggest opening between the flesh eaters. Of course, they weren’t real zombies, so the twenty-something boys caught me quickly. Their moans and blood and messed up faces had me shaking so hard I couldn’t think of anything other than I’m too young to die! Immature, I know. The group, knowing I was terrified, only kept up the act for a moment later and started laughing. I’ll never forget my last night at Knott’s Scary Farm. To John, Mark, Matt, Joseph, Louis, Jose, and Amber- you guys are *still* not right. And, for the record, I’m still terrified of zombies. Hope everyone got a good laugh out of this. J Luckily, I’ve never been this scared on Halloween again.
Thanks Jordan for stopping by and sharing your Halloween experience.
Thanks Jordan for stopping by and sharing your Halloween experience.
For more information about Jordan Deen and her novel, check out her website:
You can find her on twitter: @jordan_deen