Over the next two months (give or take) I’d like to do something different. The Cul de Sac is a novel I’ve been working on for the last six or so years and I’ve come to realize that there is no better place to share it than right here, where we all adore strange little towns, quirky neighbors and demonic infestation.

So let’s head to Woodland Hills, a fictional town just a hop skip and a jump from Wellesley. After suffering a harrowing break in, Mae is desperate to leave her apartment in the city. Her husband, Tom, is dead set on a fixer-upper in a snobby little New England town just outside of Boston. The neighbors are fabulously quirky, the house has potential, and Mae is too traumatized to pay attention to the red flags lining their path to the cul de sac.

Told several chapters at a time, the story begins right here May 13th.