“We need ghost stories because we, in fact, are the ghosts.” ― Stephen King, Danse Macabre “Rosehill was shady and beautiful, the most serene place I could imagine. It had been closed to the public for years, and sometimes as I wandered alone – and often lonely – through the lush fern beds and long… Continue reading A couple quotes
If we were having coffee at the beginning of October I would invite you to ponder ghosts walking among tombstones. October seems fitting for a brief discussion of cemeteries. The above image was photographed in 2018 when my family and I did the Dawson City Cemeteries Walking Tour. It is a historic site. I love… Continue reading Coffee Where Ghosts Walk
Silent heavy air. Subtle vibrations in its current indicate I’m not alone. Casting my eyes I search for unexplained shadows while straining my ears for whispers so faint they are inaudible to most. There is calm now where there was once fear. Surrendering, my subconscious plays with the veil between realities. Time bends slightly. It… Continue reading Unexplained Shadows
Do I love a good ghost story? The walls around me feel oppressive. The old house sits quiet. The sky outside is black and it glows grey when the white cracks of lightening break through it. Today for the first time I feel as if I should have listened because the house truly feels as… Continue reading Paranormal Activity?