Blog Tour: The Great Dick: And the Dysfunctional Demon

 

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The most gripping stories often begin with one small decision — an impulsive choice that changes everything. That’s exactly what happens here, in a supernatural thriller that blends dark humor with blood-chilling suspense. The Great Dick: And the Dysfunctional Demon is a story where skepticism is no shield, the past won’t stay buried, and survival means confronting truths more terrifying than fantasy.

Barry Maher has always found ways to surprise audiences, whether through poetry, journalism, public speaking, or fiction. His syndicated column Slightly Off-Kilter revealed his knack for humor with bite, while his novels dive headfirst into worlds where that humor collides with horror. He’s spoken on stages worldwide, appeared on The Today Show and CNN, and been featured in publications ranging from The New York Times to The Wall Street Journal. Learn more on his website or connect with him on Facebook.

 See below for an excerpt from the book

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SUNDAY, MARCH 21, 1982
Two Women and One Corpse

“Any fool can tell the truth, but it requires a man of some sense to lie well.”
                                                                                        —Samuel Johnson

 

 

CHAPTER 1

         

            Okay, let me start out by admitting that I was an asshole. I know that. The ludicrous amount of fame and acclaim and money I’ve had dumped on me since that time only makes it more glaring. The fact that we lived in a different world back in 1982 is no excuse. It was the same world. It just wasn’t the world we thought it was.

            I remember it was a Sunday night. Sundays always feel different. Looking back now and Googling a 1982 calendar, I’d guess it was Sunday, March 21^st. I remember waking up and within minutes making the decision to leave. Quickly, before I could change my mind, I eased myself out of the rickety hide-a-bed.

            Immediately, Maria rolled over into the spot I'd just vacated, breathing loudly through her nose and mouth, not quite snoring. I hate to say it, but she looked every minute of her thirty years. Her thick dark hair clung damply to her face; her heavy arms stretched outward. The cast on her left wrist looked like a giant manacle.

The grandfather clock beside the cigar store Indian read 1:37, though a few minutes before, it had chimed four times. That made as much sense as anything else in my life. I was thirty-five years old, a Harvard grad who’d spent the previous two years faking his way through a $13,500 a year job as a territory rep for the Richmond Tobacco company. That $13,500 was the most money I’d ever made. You’re probably thinking that when you adjust for inflation and translate that $13,500 into today’s dollars, it’s a lot more impressive.

No, it’s not.

I slipped on my jersey and my jeans and gathered the rest of my  things in my old gym bag.  Fortunately, enough moonlight crept in around the edges of the tattered drapes to give the room a dim glow. I wondered if it would be safe to hitchhike out of there, or if Indiana had already notified the California Highway Patrol that I was wanted.

My situation was bad. But not bad enough to, say, crawl into a grave with a rotting corpse.

That would come later.

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Wickedly funny dark humor horror novel that blends supernatural horror with a thrilling murder mystery.

“What a page turner! Witty, literate, scary, sexy, and powerfully evocative.”—Gayle Lynds, New York Times bestselling author

In 1982, Steve Witowski is a failed songwriter and a fugitive trying to stay ahead of the law. When he saves Victoria from a vicious assault, he thinks he’s done something decent for once — but that act of heroism pulls him into her world and the haunted church she has just purchased. The church is steeped in sinister history, and soon Steve is entangled in rituals, crypts, and the desperate presence of a demon whose grip grows stronger with each page. Even as visions torment him and the face of the man he once killed appears on his own skin, Steve clings to disbelief, convinced it’s all delusion. But denial is dangerous, and the deeper he falls, the closer he comes to truths that could destroy him. This is horror laced with wit, suspense sharpened by the surreal, and a ride that leaves you questioning what’s real long after the last page.