Wow, Whitby Goth Weekend was amazing last weekend!
C.M.Vassie was there to sign copies of the new SCRAVIR – Lacklight and to meet hundreds of readers of the SCRAVIR books and the Whitby Trap.
“It was wonderful to meet fans of the SCRAVIR books,” says the author. “We all have much in common, sharing as we do a deep love of Whitby. It is such an atmospheric place. On the Sunday the sea turned dark and rough, waves smashed the piers, and the Gothic ambience was complete.”
“The costumes people make and wear are simply amazing, such evil creativity! The shadows spread … a malevolent lacklight leaks from hidden corners, and the Scravir haunt the streets.
If you are too far to pop in to the wonderful independent bookshops in Whitby and Saltburn, you can buy signed copies of all our books in our online bookshop, or purchase unsigned copies from Amazon and other online retailers.
All orders over £20 are carriage-free. Join us in the Lacklight!
Fans of SCRAVIR – While Whitby Sleeps will know that the hero, Daniel Murray escaped a castle with a handful of pages stolen from a book. The pages contain dense blocks of letters and symbols he does not understand.
The sequel SCRAVIR II – Twilight, which is published at the end of October, will reveal new information about these symbols, the scravir and their master, Thor Lupei.
The much awaited sequel is about to be proofread before going to the printers. We will soon be opening pre-orders …
Thank you for all the great comments for Scravir on social media. The Injini Press team and author C M Vassie are thrilled and excited at the journey we are taking together with you fuelled by our common love of Gothic tales and of the magical town of Whitby. We have even seen a quiz that takes people round Whitby through the eyes of Scravir!
Look out for the great review of Scravir- while Whitby Sleeps in the Whitby Advertiser in September and another review coming in the Esk Valley News in October.
If you prefer to buy your books in a physical shop, you can now buy SCRAVIR -while Whitby Sleeps in two of Whitby’s independent book shops! The Whitby Bookshop is at 88 Church Street, just a stone’s throw from Henrietta Street where much of our story takes place. Holman’s Bookshop is across the harbour at 19-21 Skinner Street.
Or you can buy a signed copy here on our website. And if you buy 2 or more copies we pay the postage! (all calculated at the checkout)
SCRAVIR – while Whitby sleepshas sold out at Holman’s bookshop in Whitby. Back in stock soon … First edition going quickly now. If you collect signed first editions and love gothic fiction don’t let this opportunity slip through your fingers. Dark things are happening on Henrietta Street!
The Whitby Guide couldn’t wait to get their hands on a copy of SCRAVIR – while Whitby sleeps. You can read their fantastic review here on their website!
A big thank you to them and to everyone who is snapping up a signed copy of this first edition – while stocks last …
You may be hundreds or even thousands of miles from Whitby, reading Scravir and wondering what Whitby really is like at night. Is it evil? Would Dracula recognise it?
Certainly Market Square (above) had been in existence for decades by the time Bram Stocker arrived to document the night a ship carrying a resident from central Europe sank so unfortunately.
Many would avow the old town harbours an aura, a physical weight of history.
Loiter quietly at midnight at the foot of Abbey Steps and stare up a rain swept Henrietta Street. A violent storm is smacking boats against the jetty. The comforting veneer of tourism is washed away. All those messages, fathoms deep at every window – ‘holiday cottage available’, ‘five sticks of rock £3’, ‘pirate boat trip £4’, ‘strictly no parking’ – gone. All gone.
Until all that remains is a blunt nosed cliff beneath which small cottages nestle sng like trembling chicks; their occupants minded to sit out the storm but knowing that sooner or later they must venture out and pass through the harbour jaws to cast their nets. Or die hungry.
It’s in a cottage on this same narrow cobbled Henrietta Street, on a drenched lacklit night, that chaos arrives, and the howling anguish of Scravir takes place.
What does Daniel see making shadows in the back of Fortune’s smokehouse on Henrietta Street?
Of course on a peaceful night all is well. The narrow streets wind and hug the contours of the earth. Beneath a night thick with stars, Whitby is a slumbering bear, though shadows rife as rogues still cling to every corner and passageway.