By way of a preview, here's the entire first chapter of Joe Hill's upcoming novel:
Ignatius William Perrish spent the night drunk and doing terrible things. He woke the morning with a headache, put his hands to his temples, and felt something unfamiliar, a pair of knobby pointed protuberances. He was so ill - wet-eyed and weak - he didn't think anything of it at first, was too hungover for thinking or worry.
But when he was swaying above the toilet, he glanced at himself in the mirror over the sink and saw he had grown horns while he slept. He lurched in surprise, and for the second time in twelve hours he pissed on his feet.
End of chapter one.