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Lucky Girl: How I Became A Horror Writer: A Krampus Story

Lucky Girl: How I Became A Horror Writer: A Krampus Story

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Publication Date: September 13th, 2022
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Lucky Girl, How I Became A Horror Writer is a story told across Christmases, rooted in loneliness, horror, and the ever-lurking presence of Krampus written by World Fantasy and Shirley Jackson Award-winning author M. Rickert.

“Smooth and ruthless, Lucky Girl is M. Rickert at her ice-cold best.”—Laird Barron

Ro, a struggling writer, knows all too well the pain and solitude that holiday festivities can awaken. When she meets four people at the local diner—all of them strangers and as lonely as Ro is—she invites them to an impromptu Christmas dinner. And when that party seems in danger of an early end, she suggests they each tell a ghost story. One that’s seasonally appropriate.

But Ro will come to learn that the horrors hidden in a Christmas tale—or one’s past—can never be tamed once unleashed.

About the Author

Before earning her MFA from Vermont College of Fine Arts, M. Rickert worked as a kindergarten teacher, coffee shop barista, Disneyland balloon vendor, and personnel assistant in Sequoia National Park. She has published the short story collections Map of Dreams, Holiday, and You Have Never Been Here. Her first novel, The Memory Garden, won the Locus award. Her second novel was The Shipbuilder of Bellfairie. She is the winner of the Crawford Award, World Fantasy Award, and Shirley Jackson Award. She has also lost several awards for which she was nominated, including the Nebula, Bram Stoker, International Horror Guild, Sturgeon, and British Science Fiction Award. She currently lives in Cedarburg, Wisconsin.

Praise for Lucky Girl: How I Became A Horror Writer: A Krampus Story

"This wintry, melancholic little tale about a friend group’s gift exchanges over the years manages to nest several different horror subgenres in one, like unwrapping each package to find the next one inside, somehow wrapping them up in a bow at the end."—CrimeReads

"Like the best of Rickert’s darkly Gothic tales, the atmosphere is one of perfectly distilled dread, the narrative far more complex than it at first seems, and by the end of this tightly packed and elegantly told novella we feel as though we’ve read a much longer and quite haunting novel."—Locus

“Smooth and ruthless, Lucky Girl is M. Rickert at her ice-cold best.”—Laird Barron

Lucky Girl is as beautiful and disturbing as a Christmas present wrapped in barbed wire. Mary Rickert's one of my favorite writers, and she's never been more brilliant.”—Daryl Gregory

“A sharp, lonely horror story about finding friends and terror in the unlikeliest places. M. Rickert weaves a Christmas horror story full of dread you can savor all year long. I loved it!”—Christopher Golden

A smart, page-turning twist on Straub's Ghost Story, where the monsters don't come back; they never went away."—Sarah Langan

“There are stories within stories in this delicious matryoshka doll of a novella.”—Alma Katsu

“An effortless blend of supernatural and real-world horror that explores monstrousness in its many forms. The perfect sinister tale for a cold winter's night."—A.C. Wise

An eerie premise, a devilishly clever plot, and delicious writing [...] Rickert brings us a figgy pudding full of razors, sharp and sly and masterful, and I am here for it.”—Joshilyn Jackson

A classic in the making.”—Nathan Ballingrud

“M. Rickert has crafted a holiday story that is ornamented with other narratives that together read like a Christmas tree on fire—mesmerizing, terrifying, and more than a little funny.”—Benjamin Percy

“M. Rickert creates a fabulous paean to the horror story, brilliantly combining such dark fictional tropes as the murder mystery, ghost stories told at Christmastime, folk horror, and the Gothic tradition into one elaborate and creepy metafictional meal.”—Steve Rasnic Tem