Curse of the Whiskey House 
by Marc Lacy

 


Jesus once saved Lazarus, but some wonder if the City of Lazarus is beyond saving. This historic Bible Belt homestead located in Hawthorne County, Alabama has a population of 45,000 and is nationally renowned for its fine whiskey. Lazarus, a lively city that was once a resting spot for the Buffalo Soldiers, has a lot of heritage, history, and religion. Maybe too much of each.

The Hawthorne County Whiskey Stop, the city's most profitable tourist attraction, gets thousands of customers per year from in and out of town. But the Hawthorne County Whiskey House, its counterpart, is anything but good and sacred. Just ask the beloved Mayor of Lazarus, Samuel Justice, who has enough skeletons in the closet to fill the local cemetery. 

The level of treachery and mayhem spawned within the whiskey house is uncharted despite the fact that Reverend Jackson Jones, the pastor of the Central Baptist Church, owns it. Many believe that a lot of spirits are uneasy and that a curse lingers around Lazarus and Hawthorne County because of the crass circumstances that surround the whiskey house. There's an old saying around Lazarus, "Once you enter the whiskey house, if you should ever come out, your life goes south." 

There is also an eerie prophecy tied to the whiskey house that no one wants to acknowledge; they keep quiet about it hoping it will just disappear. Detective Brock Taylor is the only hope in saving Lazarus from total destruction. But will he be able to extinguish the curse and bring happiness back to the lives that have been maimed by the misgivings at the whiskey house? Or will he be another victim of the devastating curse? This time, even Jesus may not want anything to do with Lazarus.

 

 



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Lazurus, Alabama, a community rich with history, heritage and religion, could be any one of thousands of American towns from east coast to west coast, but the contrasting popularity of the Hawthorne County Whiskey Stop and the more dubious Hawthorne Whiskey House makes it much more. In this first in a trilogy of novels, 'Curse of the Whiskey House: When Life Is the Principle and Death Is the Practice,' author Marc Lacy offers a compelling drama centered around the tensions created by secular and spiritual forces experienced through the characters, most notably Reverend Jones and Detective Taylor.  'Curse' is a page turner that consistently draws you deeper into the storyline while exploring basic human values like choice, integrity and morality and will have you anxiously anticipating the next book in the series. 
--Kenny Anderson, Maximum Life Enhancement


Everyone has heard the phrase? There is something rotten in the state of Denmark.? I must say, that phrase cannot compare to the rotten, low-down, animalistic activities that take place in the Whiskey House, a house that is cursed from the depths of Hell. Here, you will meet Black Abe, a highly regarded man of the cloth and his cultish followers. Even though he is not what he seems, no one wants to go against him- except Brock Taylor. He wants to make sure that the secrets of the Whiskey House are burned to the ground, but there are two people in his way, Ace Honeycutt, his nemesis, and Brooklyn Fontroy, his girlfriend. Be prepared to take horrifying roller-coaster ride to the black abyss, because Marc Lacy is not afraid to take you there. Buckle up, and enjoy the ride! 
--Pamela D. Rice, Author

 

 


PROLOGUE

If Jesus could save Lazarus again, I guess I would have to put the bottle down...well at least for a day. Shoot, let me quit lyin’. Sometimes I don’t know what’s better, straight Jack shots or moonshine samplers. I even drank moonshine in a Jack bottle an’ Jack from a moonshine pitcher. Hell, it’s all whiskey...an’ if you a drunk like me, it don’t matter. Well, on second thought it do matter. ‘Cause there was nothing like the moonshine Lulamae Gerther Jones used to make in that ol’ whiskey house on Turner Road. 

Whew. Them Buffalo Soldiers would come through an’ fetch a good nip, an’ be on they way. Matter-fact, World War II was a good time for me. After I enlisted, I never went into battle or shot one gun - I reckon it was preparin’ me for these recent gun-law debates or something. But I sho shotgunned me some whiskey...yes suh. Private Rufus McClendon, that’s me. Supposed to have gone out to Arizona with the 92nd Infantry Regiment an’ then on into the Pacific to fight; but I never made it out of the state, ‘cause the bottle wouldn’t let me go. Well that was over three score ago and needless to say, I’m still a private wandering ‘round Lazarus an’ Hawthorne County. But that old whiskey house ain’t been the same since. I mean, I can’t judge a soul the ways I been my whole life. But good God A’mighty, I know a foul odor when I sniff one. An’ let me tell you, the stench is badder than death itself. I guess when the whiskey died, it left a bad spirit. An’ that spirit is doin’ somethin’ to this town. 

Lazarus, Alabama located in the Northeastern part of Hawthorne County in the west central part of the state, got just the right history, climate, an’ bad people for the perfect spooky story. I don’t believe in them goblins myself. But boy when somethin’ wicked takes over...it takes over. People won’t talk about it, but it’s there. 

It all started when Lulamae’s grandson used to roll to the whiskey house with us. Now young Jackson Jones seemed like he was ordinary minded; but I said all along...there’s something funny ‘bout that lanky boy. Lulamae raised him as best she could. Raised him in that ol’ whiskey house. Back then, that house had so much space in the front yard comin’ off a Turner Road, you could park a few airplanes an’ trucks out there. Then they had a front porch, a carport garage so folk could grab an’ go, a living room for brewin’, kitchen, one full bath, two bedrooms, a back yard for days, an’ a crawl space for storage. 

Matter-fact, the back yard was so close to the Hawthorne County Woods, that if somebody was afraid of gettin’ caught with illegal booze, all they had to do was either run in the woods, or throw they bottle. Wadn’t no police gone chase nothin’ in them woods. Shoot, they wadn’t gettin’ enough pay for all them bee stings, snake an’ chigger bites they woulda got. Nowadays, the house looks mostly the same; but it got runnin’ water, ‘lectricity, an’ some renovations been done. One of them bedrooms was knocked out so the living room could be bigger. But yep, Lulamae raised that boy Jackson in that house. She ain’t have no choice. Wit’ his daddy being a molester an’ mama a prostitute, they was both no good for him. 

An’ even though Lulamae gave him a roof over his head, she also showed him some thangs that came with being a hustler. So by the time it was all done an’ over with, young Jackson knew how to brew moonshine, shoot skeet, an’ be a good cheatin’ gambler. He was such a good shot, that he could probably close his eyes, shoot straight up in the air, an’ the bullet would land on a lost Florida ballot. In ’65, Jackson went into Vietnam as a sniper, an’ has been snipin’ ever since. Got a eye like a eagle an’ he still loves to shoot skeet, throw them arrows, an’ would take yo’ tax money in a game of Horseshoes. He mostly mild mannered; but will snap like a twig if somebody drove him to that point. I believe he got that PDSD, or PPDD, or PTSD whatever they callin’ it. Jackson even part of local hunt club, too. Some folk think that hunt club is like a secret militia. Hmmm, I don’t know. Maybe that’s how a seventy-year-old preacher can keep his aim sharp...I guess.

Now with all that, he also inherited Lulamae’s gift of gab. Yessuh. The boy was good at talkin’. An’ when his granny died, she left the house to him. Then out of nowhere, this multi-faceted young’n became a grown Baptist minister, still ministering today, an’ is still doin’ stuff with that whiskey house. I think people don’t want to say it. But I’mma say it anyway. Jackson may be the only black southern Baptist preacher who part of that NRAA National Rifles of America Agency or something like that. I tell you what, if good ol’ Abraham Lincoln had a twin who was black, he would be Jackson Roosevelt Jones. Ol’ Jackson ain’t nowhere near honest as they said Abe was; but he tall like him, an’ he mysterious lookin’ like him.

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Viral Xgressions by Marc Lacy
Tainted Souls, Hacked Spirits, Wretched Deals, and Flatlines 
 
 
 
 
Viral Xgressions (pronounced “transgressions”) is the second book of the Whiskey House Trilogy whose first book, Curse of the Whiskey House set the tone of the trilogy with a thunderous boom. Viral Xgressions picks right up where its predecessor left off with non- stop action, front to back drama, and “edge of your seat” anticipation of what’s taking place on the next page.
 
 
Hawthorne County Alabama is the resting spot for a city called, "Lazarus." In the first book of the Whiskey House Trilogy, Curse of the Whiskey House, you had to ask yourself the question, "Why would Jesus want to save Lazarus...Alabama?" This town, purportedly a righteous church going dwelling, has allowed the evil deeds of a few to impact many in the worst way.  
 
In Viral Xgressions, the treachery continues...unfortunately. As the subtitle "Tainted Souls, Hacked Spirits, Wretched Deals, and Flatlines" insinuates, Lazarus, Alabama ain't getting outta the woods no time soon. Somebody needs to step up and DO THE RIGHT THING. Who will it be? Only one way to find out. But be warned, in Curse of the Whiskey House, the pages turned…however in Viral Xgressions, not only will they turn, they’re gonna turn so fast they just may burn. So grab a drink, a pillow, and keep a fire extinguisher nearby.  
 
 
NOTE: Viral Xgressions is a very intense read with subject matter that is for adults only. Not advised for any readers under the age of 18. 
 
 
 
 
Book Review Written by Michele Thomas, Out on A Limb Bookclub 
 
"Viral Xgressions is a gripping good vs evil, supernatural vs reality tale that forces the reader to ask 'What would I do?' In this sequel to The Curse of The Whiskey House, Marc Lacy not only illustrates how years of wrongdoing can have dangerous consequences for generations, but he is able to tell the story in such a way that captures today's issues that are dominating our society."  
 
 
 

Excerpt: Viral Xgressions 

 
 
“Oh Lord, I can barely breathe. Please, please help me! I didn’t ask for this. I was on my way home and now this! Right in the middle of Friday rush hour traffic. I survived a gunshot to the knee for cryin’ out loud. How is this accident gonna happen to me?” said Coach Gaither to himself as he was being pulled from the wreckage of a two car accident off of the turnpike and 665 Bypass. Friday, 3:30pm and his car was covered by numerous colorful autumn leaves as it rested placidly in a ditch flanking the Hawthorne County Woods. 
 
“Medics, let me talk to the officers please. I can explain everything. This is not right!” demanded Coach Gaither while inhaling a mixture of forest pine aroma doused with oil, gasoline, and anti-freeze.
 
“Sir, please relax. You have a broken arm and we have to move slowly in order to make sure it’s stabilized,” instructed the paramedic.
 
“Is this young man your son? And what is that pink stuff spilled inside the vehicle?”
 
“Um, no he’s not my son. Well um, little Cory is someone I’m guiding through my mentoring program,” replied Coach Gaither nervously. “That’s ice cream.”
 
“Okay, understood. Well who are his parents? We need to contact them.”
 
“His parents?”
 
“Yes sir. Who are his parents? We have to let them know about the accident.”
 
“Is it okay if I call them to let them know?”
 
“Well, you can speak with them; however it is our duty to let them know his condition.”
 
“His condition? He doesn’t look hurt.”
 
“Well, he may not be seriously hurt, but it looks like the airbag possibly gave him a concussion. We need to contact his parents and have them meet us at General Hospital.”
 
Coach Gaither looked at the paramedic with eyes and mouth wide open, with an astonished expression, then said, “What does all of this mean?”
 
“Sir, the police will be over in a second to begin asking questions. Is there something wrong Mr. Gaither? You seem a bit startled and over-anxious?”
 
“I. I don’t know. I need to call my attorney.” Coach Gaither was coming off of a light sentence comprised of community service (among other obligations) and promised all of his counterparts that he was a changed man. However, it seemed suspicious considering he had a young man riding in the car with him whose parents did not know he was with Coach. A couple of policemen headed over to Coach Gaither’s car. Two walked to the car Gaither plowed into.
 
“Son, are you okay? What’s your name?”
 
“Officer I’m okay. My name is Braxton Bradley,” he stated while rubbing the abrasion on his temple. Braxton’s sedan hit the ditch first and came out on the other side. The rear end was annihilated.
 
“Officer, he has sustained a few tiny abrasions to the face and a larger one on his left temple, but he will be okay,” stated the paramedic.
 
“Mr. Bradley, if you were plowed into from behind, in the State of Alabama, the driver behind you is technically at fault, but ultimately you and Mr. Gaither’s insurance company will have to confirm this. With that said, can you tell me what happened? Tell me what you remember,” requested the officer.
 
“He had been tailgating me for a while and I was basically trying to brake and turn, but he followed me and ran into me.”
 
“He was tailgating you? Tell me. What happened to make him want to do that? Did you two get into a fight? Do you have a history or something? Tell me the deal Mr. Bradley.”
 
“Yes, we do have a history…if you want to put it like that. Don’t have time to get into all of the details without my attorney present. But to make a long story short, I saw him at the Ice Cream Stop over on Athens Boulevard getting his little companion some ice cream and I stopped by his car because I felt the young man’s life was in danger.”
 
“Danger? Why would the young man be in danger?”
 
“Coach Gaither does not need to be around children…especially little boys.”
 
“Oh?”
 
“Well I am not qualified to speak on this any further. But once you check the records on all of us you’ll see.” 
 
Braxton obviously was still harboring ill feelings towards anyone associated with Unknown Fellowship (better known as UF). Although Coach Gaither got off relatively lightly sentence-wise, part of his punishment was that he was going to have to register as a sex offender after a certain amount of days. Considering all of the commotion that happened during last spring, Braxton, along with other tax-paying citizens wanted to see the curse end at all costs with all “culprits” punished to the full extent of the law.
 
“Mr. Bradley, we’ll certainly handle the situation according to the law. We appreciate your input,” stated the officer as he tapped his radio.
 
“Hey unit two, this is unit one. Have the paramedics finished up back there? Okay good deal. A broken arm and some bruises and a possible concussion huh? I’m assuming they’re going to transport them to General Hospital? Roger. Hit me back once you collect all of your data.”
 
 
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© 2018 All rights reserved. Book excerpt reprinted by permission of the author, Marc Lacy. Do not reproduce, copy or use without the author's written permission. This excerpt is used for promotional purposes only.
 
 
 
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Intimate Conversation with 
Author and Poet Marc Lacy
 
Huntsville’s own Marc Lacy, is a nationally renowned, award winning poet/author/lecturer, and CEO of AVO Publishing, LLC. He has performed all over the country at many national literary events and spoken word venues.
 
Marc is also a reputable fiction writer (Whiskey House Trilogy) as well as a blogger for Marc Lacy Spoken Word, Music, & Writing Fan Page on Facebook. Additionally, Lacy is a columnist for LuxLifeATL.com.
 
Along with writing and performance, Marc utilizes his wordsmith talent and poetic flair as he facilitates lectures, conducts workshops, and delivers motivational speeches concerning writing, communication, and self-development.
 
 
BPM: What made you want to become a writer?
I realized I had the knack for it back in grade school and really wanted to explore creative writing. I have been writing on and off for about 20 years.
 
 
BPM: How do you think you’ve evolved creatively? 
I humbly feel that my evolution in becoming naturally more mature as a person has seeped into my writing. In essence, I now can do a better job seeing and accepting things for what they are, therefore it can reflected in how my characters view things as well.
 
 
BPM: Do you view writing as a kind of spiritual practice? 
In some respects, yes. When you’re able to write testimonials based on how God has moved something within your life, it is easy and natural to write in that manner.
 
 
BPM: How has writing impacted your life?  
Writing has introduced me to some great people and has afforded me the opportunity to travel abroad.
 
 
BPM: What was one of the most surprising things you learned in creating your books?  
I learned that people tend to categorize you based on what your initial works entailed. In essence, how you’re introduced to them, is how they’re going to remember you.
 
 
BPM: How do you find or make time to write?  
In working a full time job and being involved in various activities, I simply have to make time. On many occasions, I’d slide out of town to get away from everyone and everything, and just concentrate on writing. Are you a plotter or a pantster? If I have to choose between the two, I’d say that I am a plotter.  
 
 
BPM: How did you choose the genre you write in? 
I believe in being as versatile as possible as a writer. I’ve always been into creative writing and I knew it was a matter of time before I delved into full-fledged fiction. Have you considered writing in another genre? Well, I began my literary career in publishing poetry, but gradually segued to fiction.
 
 
BPM: Tell us about your most recent work, Viral Xgressions.  
Viral Xgressions, the follow-up to Curse of the Whiskey House is fresh out of the oven. And yes, the Lazarus, Alabama shenanigans continue as mayhem and treachery dominate everything in close proximity to that cursed whiskey house. Available on Nook and Kindle? Right now, it’s available on Kindle…soon to be Nook.  
 
 
BPM: Give us some insight into your main characters or the speakers. 
For my latest publication, the main characters are Rufus, Pierre, Destiny, Bo, and of course Ace. What makes each one so special? In my opinion, the fact that they’re all heavily flawed adds that element of “unexpectedness” to the reader.  
 
 
BPM: What was your hardest scene to write, the opening or the close? 
I’d say the opening because it sets the tone/pace for the remainder of the novel. The reader has to be grabbed initially in order for their attention to be gained.
 
 
BPM: Share one specific point in your book that resonated with your present situation or journey.  
There is a scene in which very intense protests are going on…which is exactly what many of us see in real life during these very divisive political times.
 
 
BPM: Is there a specific space/state that you find inspiration in? 
I consider myself a “cold” writer meaning I do not necessarily have to be in a certain environment to be inspired. However, if I must pick a space, it would have to be where there’s plenty of culture or just a cultural vibe.
 
 
BPM: Are there certain characters you would like to go back to, or is there a theme or idea you’d love to work with?  
Being that this is a trilogy (Whiskey House Trilogy), several characters are getting a lot of extended “playing time.” If I engage in writing another trilogy, I think I’d like to focus or contrition or retribution of characters for acts that happened way in the past. 
  
 
BPM: Do you believe in writer’s block? 
I believe in it; but I don’t necessarily get it. I’m a firm believer of “sometimes you’ve got the juice, and sometimes you do not.” That just comes with life. Every day/night of writing will not be exactly the same.
 
 
BPM: Is there one subject you would never write about as an author?  
When it comes to my writing, as far as where I am with it now, I will probably never say never. 
 
 
BPM: Is there a certain type of scene that's harder for you to write than others? 
I think they are all equally challenging. If it’s a mystery-thriller type book, it’s challenging incorporating love scenes…to me.  
 
 
BPM: Have you written any other books that are not published? 
All of my completed works have been published. However, I do have a couple that are incomplete. Hopefully in the future, I can reveal what they are. 
 
 
BPM: What projects are you working on at the present?  
First priority is to complete the third book of the current trilogy (Whiskey House Trilogy), The Ghost of Ace Honeycutt.  
 
Outside of that, I will continue blogging, writing articles for online publications, and occasionally performing spoken word. 
 
 
BPM: How can readers discover more about you and your work? 
IG: marc_lacy 
Twitter: marc_lacy 
Linkedin: (search) Marc Lacy 
Website: marclacy.com
Facebook.com/marclacy 
 
 
 
Facebook fan page: Marc Lacy Spoken Word, Music, and Writing 
 
 
 
Purchase Viral Xgressions (Transgressions Fiction Thriller) by Marc Lacy. Tainted Souls, Hacked Spirits, Wretched Deals, and Flatlines 
 
 
 
Purchase Curse of the Whiskey House (Whiskey House Trilogy)
 
 
 


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