Over the past week I’ve been working on a short story with a writing friend of mine that we’ll call “Philosopher” because I don’t know if she wants me using her name or not. The story is called “Things That Go Bump in the Night.” This is a short fiction account based on a true story of paranormal eventa that happened to me in St Jean, Switzerland back in the winter of 1974. I was around 9 or 10 years old at the time, so it had a pretty serious impact on me. This single event is probably the reason that I began working as a paranormal investigator later in my life.
Eventually, this story will lead to a second short fiction story called “Memorial Day.” This one is another true ghost story based on accounts that happened to me in Las Vegas, NV during my late teens. This story is actually more intense and had an even more serious impact on my life than the first one. In fact, it had serious impact on the lives of several people, including a couple that actually broke up briefly due to the account after a bout of domestic violence which was a replay of events that had occurred almost 50 years prior.
Not sure where all of this is leading. Perhaps it’s leading me to a collection of short fiction based on all of my paranormal experiences during this lifetime. I don’t know if a book like that would avoid gathering any moss, but it might be worth a shot. It would definitely be fun to write. If nothing else it would get all this back stuff out of the way so that I can concentrate on the new stuff that’s coming into my brain now.
I have tons of great new ideas. I just need to find a way to get moving on them.
That’s all for now!