The book I'm working on titled " The Wendigo , A True American Horror Tale" should be out in late September. Originally I was writing a screenplay and while the screenplay is still a thing, I decided to try to make a run of the story as a book.
Thanks for taking a look
"Grey matter, and pools of sub human ooze leak from every alien orifice of the Wendigo's body, falling in what appear to be tiny oil slick puddles at its feet of the great beast. Its face immune from putraficatiom of its total mass, dissolved like a disgusting ice cream cone on a hellishly hot day. It let out a shriek and gave chase. its rotten seemed to be held together by magic, an ancient blood right meant to bind such an abomination until it was needed back in hell"