Category: paranormal


The Invisible Mummy was having another bad day.
 
He’d been causing disturbances at the used car dealership, making mild bits of mayhem by disconnecting computers from wall sockets, smearing windows with bandage grease and pushing Mini Coopers out of their parking spaces. But the inattentive car dealers were too bored, distracted or hungover to notice his disruptions….. http://bit.ly/2uq3By8
 
I Was a Teenage Ghost Hunter II – Now available for Kindle!
 
Devin has to deal with a creepy séance, a meeting with a forest phantom and a haunted Victorian lantern before he can get to the bottom of the strange circumstances around the Holster haunting.
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  1. Cuban cigar stub on guest pillow
  2. Bedroom TV tuned to Nick at Nite
  3. Your portrait of Uncle Xavier is turned face to the wall
  4. You have a huge Andrews Sisters hit stuck in your head
  5. Strangely erotic dreams of Andy Griffith.
  6. Inexplicable piles of doilies on nightstand
  7. Strong desire to attend Robert Mitchum retrospective
  8. Your closet smells like Uncle Toby’s socks
  9. You feel compelled to change your will to leave out Cousin Scooter
  10. Your roommate says a dead relative has been visiting you in your sleep

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American Weirdness

The sequel is here!

High school sophomore Devin Mulwray isn’t happy being known as the Ghost Boy at Grey Bluff High in Arcata, California.  Since Devin’s dramatic encounters with the angry ghost of Rutherford Rousten, stories about his unique paranormal abilities have spread all over town.

Devin’s trying to get back to a normal life and cope with his new job at a trendy fashion shop when bizarre occurrences start happening all over again.  A stuck-up girl at school starts behaving very strangely during a school rally, appearing to be under a demented trance.  Devin finds himself again summoned to disturbing dead-of-the-night encounters with the resident spirit of the old Escamonde Hotel.  And Grey Bluff High’s most enthusiastic paranormal expert, Nayra Montez, insists that Devin meet up with her enigmatic mentor, Dagmar Wiltschaft, to learn more about the occult.

Before Devin knows what’s happening, he and his two best friends, oddball musician Clive Welter-Manes and technology enthusiast Rex Hisakawa, are drawn into investigating ghostly manifestations at the expansive home of the wealthy Holster family.  Devin’s girlfriend Emily starts wondering about all the time he’s spending with Nayra and Regina while Devin has his own questions about why Emily always seems to be talking about the handsome, multi-talented Joaquin Veracruz.

Devin has to deal with a creepy séance, a meeting with a forest phantom and a haunted Victorian lantern before he can get to the bottom of the strange circumstances around the Holster haunting.

 

I Was a Teenage Ghost Hunter II

If you are looking for a book to help you get into the Halloween mood, or just feel like getting a good spooktastic ghost story in your life then this book is for you!

I thought this book was totally amazing! The characters were interesting and kept me amused throughout the entire story, and I found myself excited to see what crazy thing they did next.

I found the interactions with Rex, Clive, and Devin comical and I absolutely love how each of their personalities worked with each other. The three of them definitely make a very entertaining trio!

All in all I enjoyed “I Was A Teenage Ghost Hunter” very much, and most definitely recommend it to anyone who has the slightest interest in ghosts or the paranormal!

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“Devin stared through the large plate glass window of the Escamonde Hotel at the dark branches of the walnut tree. In between two of the large, lower branches there was a wispy, white piece of fabric. Or at least, there had been one second before. He blinked, and saw the fabric again. But then he jerked away and yelped…

And this is just the first paragraph…Just in time for Halloween Author Brian K. Henry has gifted me a copy of his book “I WAS A TEENAGE GHOST HUNTER” and let me tell you this book is definitely a book you wanted to slip in your kids Trick or Treat bag for Halloween. I absolutely loved this book.

I… could… not… put this book down until the very end. That’s right I read this book in one sitting…it’s that good. There were a lot of spooky and unexpected twist and turns…but there were moments I could not stop laughing. This is definitely that kind of Halloween book that kids… and adults of all ages… will definitely fall in love with. This book would definitely make a wonderful Halloween cartoon special, which I would definitely curl up in my favorite chair to watch.

{Verdict}
Without giving away too much about the book, I am very pleased with the ending, and when… and if… a sequel comes out I’m all ready. I highly recommend this spooky… but comical book…like I said before…just in time for Halloween.”

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Ever since my tweet about skeletons on vacation in Bermuda (‘Snorkel? Do I look like I need a snorkel?’) lots of readers might have been wondering, what are your tips for writing about skeletons? Like any subject matter that involves lots of shiny white bones and perfectly skin-free skulls, there are important rules to observe when writing about skeletons in order to come up with a piece of writing that’s entertaining, enjoyable and not too gross. Here are ten of the most important:

1. Know your skeleton’s back story. A skeleton that belonged to a little boy from Fresno will act in a totally different way than a skeleton that belonged to a trucker from Tampa. Hint: The Fresno skeleton will be smaller.

2. Stay away from skeleton romance. The skeleton erotica genre is a tricky one and best handled by experts. If you must include a sexual element, try having your skeleton seductively fondle a rubber Halloween skull mask.

3. Watch out for clichés. As in any genre, certain stories in skeleton fiction have been done to death. Your readers don’t need to see yet another story about the young skeleton boy who loses his beloved skeleton dog. Especially in a freeway accident.

4. You can’t go wrong with a plot line where your main character tries to cover up sordid misbehavior from their past. We don’t have the phrase ‘skeletons in the closet’ for nothing.

5. Don’t fall into the trap of writing about skeletons only from extreme ends of the socio-economic spectrum or skeletons with so-called ‘magical powers’. There’s still a lot to be written about the plight of the typical middle-class skeleton with no extraordinary abilities.

6. A good heart-tugging scene is the one where your skeleton loses its skull and has to retrieve it from a high school biology classroom. This is always great for a ‘skeletons are people too’ kind of moment.

7. Don’t shy away from controversial issues. Such hot button topics as skeleton euthanasia, ceramic surgery and ‘equal pay for equal bones’ can make for solid stories.

8. Focus on what separates your skeleton from other skeletons. Does it have unusually large eye holes? A missing rib? A femur with an interesting malformation? These are the precise details that will stick in your reader’s mind.

9. Scenes in a restaurant, over dinner? Don’t do it. Just awkward.

10. Finally, your own best guidance for good skeleton writing is probably already deep inside you. Take the time fora long hard look within, and if that still doesn’t work, get an x-ray.

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Opening of my novel I Was a Teenage Ghost Hunter:

Devin stared through the large plate glass window of the Escamonde Hotel at the dark branches of the walnut tree.  In between two of the large, lower branches there was a wispy, white piece of fabric.  Or at least, there had been one a second before.  He blinked, and saw the fabric again.  But then he jerked away and yelped.

A small stream from the cup of caramel latte had burned his hand.  The paper cup lay on the floor where he’d dropped it, a pool of overpriced, precious sugary brown liquid pouring out around it.  “Shit,” he muttered.

“Isn’t that the fourth latte you dropped this week?” Ramona was asking in all seriousness, without the slightest trace of humor.  She had somehow instantly turned up at Devin’s side, where he hadn’t realized she was standing, and was looking darkly at the mess spreading on the floor.

Devin quickly wiped the hot latte drippings from his hands on a white towel and began soaking up the remains of the failed beverage with all the recycled napkins and paper towels in the vicinity.  He muttered some insincere apologies to Ramona and the elderly lady tourist who looked on peevishly from the other side of the counter, waiting impatiently for her indulgent drink.

“I’ll get that for you,” Ramona told the frail lady without enthusiasm.  She went into action on the latte, with her patented, sullenly slow-motion technique.

“I want whip cream,” chirped the lady, repeating her earlier instruction.  She was clearly perturbed at having her carefully planned Arcata idyll interrupted by a teenage barista’s incompetence and was eager to re-join her equally elderly lady friends at one of the cafe’s little wooden tables covered with one of the hotel’s quaint, handmade tablecloths so they could plan out their birding or antiquing adventures for the day.

“Yeah,” said Devin.  He’d popped back up, a soggy towel in one hand.  As Ramona plunked the latte on the counter, he grabbed a nearby canister and shot onto it an unceremonious glob of lopsided whip cream, giving the latte a final, disorderly glop of indignity.  The tourist lowered her white eyebrows darkly but took the cup and retreated without another word before some other injury could be visited on her beverage.

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