"Hey there Delilah." "Yes Nick. That just happens to be my name." "What's it like in New York city-" "I don't know what's in like in New York city." "Oh Delilah-" "Nick, shut up." "Make me." Delilah Devine hates her name. Absolutely loathes it. Maybe if it had been something else Nick Popper might stop singing in her...
Of one thing she was sure: it can't be normal to get addicted to a voice, no matter how charming it is. It all started because of a small mistake. Something so trivial, it could happen to anyone. Could it be that there are no coincidences? *Awesome new cover made by the lovely @thelessthanthreegirl. Thank you so much...
Four decades after it first shook the nation, then the world, William Peter Blatty's thrilling masterwork of faith and demonic possession returns in an even more powerful form. Raw and profane, shocking and blood-chilling, it remains a modern parable of good and evil and perhaps the most terrifying novel ever written...
Helpful hints on writing, with a focus on best utilizing and subverting common paranormal tropes.
