Category: Beyond the Wail
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A Monster and a Gentleman
A Walk with Thomas Murphy And Author Julie Barnson I am fond of my little Walks, you know . . . it’s not every author who gets to act out a scene with someone else’s character. So far, I have been a set of twins, a steampunked tourist, a girl who rides a flying horse,…
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Eva’s Dark Secret
A walk by the River With Author A. F. Stewart I am walking today with a young college woman. She just arrived back in town to support her family, and I’m afraid she has come in to a scene of chaos. See, tonight, I am with a number of townspeople involved in a search party.…
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Meet Father Mahoney
A priest that sees ghosts? Can he help Aunt Betty? Interviewed by Author A. F. Stewart Young Father Mahoney never wanted to see a ghost. In fact, the parapsychologist-turned-priest hoped for just the opposite: as a Ph. D. student, he set out to find a cure for paranormal activity. How? By fixing sick minds. College…
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The Laughing Mirror (From the Poltergeist and Aunt Betty)
Betty woke up, confused and in a cold sweat. She put her hand out, searching for clues to her surroundings. An old-style paper phone book jumped into it. Slowly, she focused her eyes on the words ‘Lake Charles.’ “Oh, yeah,” she mumbled. “Aunt Betty!” A cheery voice piped into her room from somewhere. “Somebody’s awake.”…
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Dragon Tales
Love, death, and books My walk with a Librarianand Author Danielle E. Shipley I was privileged (?) today to walk as myself: a tall, blonde, suburban Texan woman; a new author looking for opportunities. I don’t know what to make of the character who has received me, but her invitation was so kind, so enticing.…
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My house is haunted
My house belongs to “them.” They are everywhere. I put something away, it jumps back out. I walk down the hallway, something walks behind me. The television turns itself on, the lights flicker, a dish falls to the floor. Sometimes, a piano plays. In the thick veil of early morning, I hear them and feel them.…
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Meet the Ghost
Betty knew it, she saw dead people. They walked around just like ordinary people. Unlike that movie cliché, they did, too, know that they were dead. Like that movie cliché, they sure liked it when somebody saw them. Betty caught on to that early, but she stopped trying to sell it to anybody else. In…
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Meet Beverly
The good niece expects her pretty aunt from twenty years’ past. What will she find instead? Beverly gazed at the cab as it pulled out of her driveway. It had deposited someone there. A pudgy, awkward creature was staring straight up at her through the window upstairs. It wore giant sunglasses and a daisy on…