With Paul Dillon at her side, she’s invincible against the slippery roofs of Martha’s Vineyard gingerbread houses, indifferent to sermons from her overprotective mother, Faye, and excited for another buoyant summer on the island.Īccording to the staff at Taunton Asylum, she’s also a crazed killer.Īfter uncovering a gruesome secret in her basement, Avery tumbles down a rabbit hole of death, doubt, and deception that leads to her incarceration in Taunton Asylum and threatens to keep her separated from Paul forever. Yes it is that good.' - Jason Downes, author of Pony Fleming and The Barn 'McHugh wonderfully balances good writing with humor and an easy-to-read rhythm that keeps her audience turning pages until the sun is up.Twelve-year-old Avery Norton is head over heels in love with her best friend. PINS works equally as a coming of age, finding your way novel and as a horror. I could almost smell the blood at times! I loved Birdie's voice, her sarcasm and humour made her character real and I would highly recommend this book to anyone looking for a gritty read.' - Lindsay and Jane's Views and Reviews 'The dialogue crackles and the drug use is plentiful but this isn't a whitewashed fairy tale, it's a gritty story of a young woman seeking peace. The writing is very visual and descriptive leaving no confusion as to what is happening. fans of horror, pulp, hard crime, depictions of very beautiful young women, hot dialogue and fast, pulpy tales won't be disappointed!' - Mark Barry, Green Wizard Publishing, UK 'PINS is a great novel, well written, well paced and absorbing. From Jessica McHugh, author of the steampunk adventure The Sky: The World and the bestselling psychological thriller Rabbits in the Garden, PINS is a post-modern coming of age thriller certain to titillate as much as terrify with a candid look at a dancer trying to find herself on a blood-drenched stage.

But learning how to strip for strangers isn't Birdie's only obstacle, especially when fellow dancers start turning up dead.

Eva 'Birdie' Finch is fed up with the slim pickings in local employment, and the gentlemen's club/bowling alley called Pins seems to be the only option left.

Luckily, strip clubs are always looking for new blood.

Telemarketing is a drag, and serving jobs are exhausting.

Pins by Jessica McHugh