Despite the cold, and the smell, and the hearty footsteps overhead—any number of men who might have been close enough to hear their cries—the boys never dared a sound.

I have always believed in vampires. Well—not literally. But there was a time I wanted them to be real. When I was in junior high, I’ll never forget one particular night visiting Austin. Near the seminary by UT campus there is a little park, and in the park a concrete foot bridge, where the creek beneath went through a broad manmade tunnel. At night it was spooky, because you couldn’t see through to the other side, unless you were very close. So I stood there, looking under t

Emelyn Morley sits through a painful birthday aria sung in her honor.

Mr. Baker was a practical sort of person, so he didn't mind the cold, but the darkness was the hardest part.

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As a thunderstorm rages outside, Emelyn takes to her journal to chronicle the haunting experience.

Our Cast of Saunmoor section has been updated with portraits, descriptions straight from the book and quotes from Emelyn Morley and her family.

Protectors of Emelyn's home? Or harbingers of horrors to come... Pulling the office doors closed behind her she returned to the checkered floor of the long gallery: a vaulted room wherein the Morleys kept their largest paintings and works of sculpture. Here exquisite model ships sailed velvet seas in glass cases, while erect suits of plate armour stood silent sentinel between Greek statues: lounging figures half draped, captured in pearlescent Parian marbl

Check out the YouTube link for an animated introduction to one of Emelyn's most ridiculous suitors: Emelyn Morley meets Mr. Loganbrek In her mind’s eye, Geoffrey George Loganbrek had become a reliable subject for caricature, only increased by his sister’s Herculean attempts to obfuscate the matter of his eccentric nature and appearance—praising the dashing masculinity of his laugh, or the stately poise of his buttons. Emelyn had rather hoped her estimation would improve by en

Readers are following Emelyn Morley’s journey through The Waking Dark and beyond. Now her voice finally steps off the page.

Sit back and LISTEN to the haunting opening scene of Emelyn Morley and the Waking Dark . . .

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Come out to celebrate with us for my Halloween themed book launch! Saunmoor book 2, Emelyn Morley and House of Galecliff has reached its final edit, along with The Vampire Tales , and new duology ebook opportunity— Saunmoor Volume I & II selling on Amazon for $9.99. We are meeting at the Nantucket Atheneum great hall upstairs at 6:00 pm for readings, browsing or buying B. Lawson Hull's books, food and drink, Q&A and a big screen presentation of some gothic music perfect for

Saunmoor Book 2 launches this Halloween. Preorder now🎃 https://www.amazon.com/Emelyn-Morley-House-Galecliff-Lawson/dp/B0FQXR2QMY?ref_=as...

Vampire in the Glass , the music video, has officially launched. The lyrics are from a gothic poem in Emelyn Morley and the Waking Dark...

The Nantucket Book Festival is upon us! And perfect timing—The Vampire Tales is published, live, and available for purchase.

The world of Saunmoor expands with The Vampire Tales.

I will be giving a presentation on my YA novella Loa's Secret , on March 11th at 2:30 pm at the Salt Marsh here on Nantucket. I will...

The music is catching on! Check out tunes inspired by poetry from world of Saunmoor, including the new track "Let her in" B. Lawson Hull...

In the rainy summer of 1528, in the town of Chinon, where the Vienne River winds through the French countryside, Vaela was born.