Saturday, August 30, 2014

Dead Man Ohio!



Heading out on an investigation this afternoon, but wanted to put this up first. This is where it's up so far. Hopefully, Apple and the others will follow suit soon.
Y'all enjoy! Will work on another set of diaries next.
Boo!
T. M.


There's a monster under the bed! No, wait, it's too big to fit there. It's stealing Alice's car! Our intrepid crew of ghost hunters is at it again, this time in Ohio, where ghosts from the state's long-standing history roam the woods, and mythological beasts exist only in lore. Or do they?
Twila's trying to handle this situation on her own, unaware the entity that's shadowing her is a test for even her formidable abilities. It's Jack who spots the weird creature in Twila's little red car, after he arrives in Ohio to spend some time fishing with Twila's husband Jess. As soon as Jack calls them, Alice and Granny pack up what they need to help, along with Trucker and Miss Molly, and hie-tail it to Yankee land.
Twila's beautiful old farmhouse on the edge of deep Ohio woods filled with historical burial mounds is too peaceful to be dangerous. Or perhaps that's what lulls the local residents into believing their lives are as serene as those of the Amish residents with whom they co-exist. It takes the capture of a murderer and the exposure of a hidden society of clever creatures to sort this new adventure out.




Saturday, August 23, 2014

Barney and a Ghost



It's not very often that my hub experiences the ghosts here at the house, but it does happen once in a great while. There have been times when I'm fairly certain he's experienced something, but he explains it away somehow. The other night, a week or so ago, he couldn't explain this one away.
We were both in bed and he was asleep while I read on my Kindle. Suddenly he woke up said, "What do you want?"
"I don't want anything," I said. "Why?"
By then he was more awake and he realized I was too far away from him for what he'd just experienced. He said, "Someone just shook me, hard. Woke me up."
"Just one of the ghosts," I said, but I chuckled as I went back to reading. I think it took him a while to go back to sleep that night.
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The past two weeks have been busy, busy, so that's why such a short ghost story this time, although it is true. We went to St. Francisville last week and stayed until Sunday with my friend, Dianna Miller. She owns what I call an old Cajun store near where she lives, north of town. We had an awesome investigation on Friday night, and even more amazing things happen at her house. I'll be writing about those in the next diary volume.
I'll be involved in an overnight investigation Saturday night at the Beckham Hotel. Mostly, I just need to be available in case someone needs me. Selena Roane of Fear Paranormal will be in charge, and all the funds we raised are going to Connie Meissner for the restoration of this wonderful historic place.
Once that is complete, my plate is pretty much cleared to start totally focusing on the Beckham Spirit Fest on October 18. Well, after we do another investigation in Palestine next week, August 29. We're going over to do a pre-walk-through first, today, which is the day I'm writing this.
The Beckham Spirit Fest is turning out to be a fantastic event for being the first major public event at the hotel since it closed down in the mid-1980's. There was another owner in between, who tried restoring the hotel but didn't manage to do so. Then Connie Meissner came along about a year and a half ago, and things are continuing to move forward.
The Beckham Spirit Fest is a half-day paracon of speakers, vendors, readers, and others involved in the paranormal field. I'm going to show you our flyer, and you'll see we have some dynamite speakers. After the half-day paracon, we'll do three ghost hunts in town. One will be in the hotel. One will be at the town's Chamber of Commerce building, which used to be a bank and which I can confirm is haunted. The other one will be at the city's cemetery, a beautiful sprawling graveyard. Again, SRT has investigated there, and we got some great communications from across the veil. We've got people coming from all over Texas, plus some from surrounding states. I can guarantee you a wonderful time.

I anticipate getting Dead Man Ohio up for sale next week! I'm doing the final edit right now. So keep your eyes peeled.
Now back to my busy schedule. Stay safe, and….
Boo!
T. M.

Sunday, August 10, 2014

A Recent Sad One



This happened late last year, a month or so prior to Christmas. However, I pass by this place nearly every day, so I'm reminded often. It's one of those stories about which it takes some thought before I put it down for others to read. I think it's time now to do that.
We had a really horrible incident here in town. A man hyped up on drugs went on a rampage, killing four people. The last person he shot and killed was a young man who is the subject of today's story. The drugged up man went into a small convenience store on our town's main street and shot the clerk there, a man who had a wife and very young son. Our entire town was both outraged and upset over these killings, but at least the drugged up man was captured and charged with the murders he committed.
However, whenever Angela or I would pass by that small convenience store, we could feel the young man still lingered on this side of the Veil. It was probably a result of his traumatic death, plus wanting to be with his wife and son again. We talked about this often, and with the rest of the SRT crew, decided we needed to try to figure out some way to unobtrusively go down where this happened and help the poor young man cross over. We finally decided we would just have to park as near as we could get to the store and hopefully make contact to show him how to cross into The Light.
However, before we could accomplish this, I was sitting at my computer one day, looking out my window, which faces east. East is the direction I always use to help souls cross over, and there have been several instances when I'm drawn out of whatever I'm doing and sense someone around me who needs to cross. It doesn't take much those times for me to open a door and feel them go, always gratefully acknowledging my help with a thank you before they enter the doorway to The Light.
This day, I felt someone terribly upset here, and I had no problem knowing it was this young man. He was not hesitant at all about saying to me, "I am ready to cross into The Light. Please help me do that."
At times, a soul is hesitant, but there was nothing like that in the feeling I got. Therefore, I didn't pause or question him. I looked out my window and gladly opened yet another door in the east, then mentally started to talk to the man, assuring him all he had to do was go up that golden path and through the door. He didn't need my urging at all. Instead, he thanked me profusely and raced up the pathway. As always, I left the door open for any other souls who wished to cross over, but I didn't immediately go back to what I'd been doing.
When he first showed up hadn't been the time to question anything about how he knew to come here, or why he thought I was the one who could help him. I didn't know this man. The only time I recall going into that little convenience store was years ago, most certainly not since this young man had started working there. Our local paper indicated his employment was much more recent than that. So I pondered, but felt it was something I would never have an answer to.
The next time I drove by the store, I felt the peace. The man definitely was not lingering there any longer. I continued to see if I could sense the turmoil of a troubled soul there each time I passed the store for the next week or so. Then one day I asked Angela, "Have you been by the convenience store where the man was killed recently?"
"Yes," she said. "But he's finally gone."
"I know," I told her. "He actually came to my house one day and I helped him cross over. I have no idea how he knew to come to me. I never met the poor guy."
She looked at me for a long moment, then nodded. "It worked then. I'm the one who told him to come see you. I was down by there one day and he made contact with me. Since I'm not comfortable trying to do a cross over myself, I explained to him how he could still go into The Light and be happy. That he could come back and see his wife and son. Then I told him where you lived and said he should try to find you. I guess he did."
"How awesome," I said. "Yes, he did find me."
Had I not mentioned this to Angela, I might never have known the entire story behind this young man coming to me for help. But it's one of those incidents that I'm very pleased to have been a part of in the paranormal side of my life.
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Dead Man Ohio is making its way back to me from my readers. I'm hoping to have it up for sale soon, probably soon after the middle of August. I just want to make sure it will be a really enjoyable read for everyone. Also, in relation to that, I'm finally gathering emails for a newsletter. If you want to be on my list, send me your email address at ghostie@swbell.net, or PM me on Facebook, whichever is more convenient.

The actress reading Dead Man Talking for the audio version is getting close to the end of it, also. Shelley Johnson is so wonderful! I love the way she's bringing my characters to life so individually, giving them a voice to match how I felt they would sound. I'm anticipating the audio version should be ready before the end of August, also, and I'm hoping Shelley will do the other three books, also.

Dead Man Talking Audio Cover

There may not be a blog next week, unless I have time to get one written early and can upload it late Sunday. The crew and I are heading out to that investigation over by St. Francisville, Louisiana. Timmy and I will be leaving on Thursday, with Floyd and Sarah to follow the next day. I think this will be a really cool investigation, as well as a trip when we can get in some fun and relaxation. So I'll catch you again as soon as I can!
Stay safe, and ….
Boo!
T. M.

Sunday, August 3, 2014

Busy August


 
So y'all have heard the saying, "When it rains, it pours," right? Or this one: "It's feast or famine." I'm not sure how August slipped up on me, but it's here. It's also already booked as the busiest month of 2014 for both me and SRT. We have three investigations scheduled, and that's in amongst all the writing and other responsibilities. Whew! I'll get to those in a moment.
I know for a fact that I've been too busy this week to pay attention to the paranormal happenings here in my house. Two of them do stand out.
On Tuesday night, we had a small going-away party for some friends of ours who are moving down toward San Antonio. James Faulk is the founder of Lonestar Paranormal, and we've done some investigations together. He and his lovely wife, Ashley, have a gorgeous little daughter, Claira. The first time James brought Claira to my house, she was only a few months old. However, she was old enough to see the little lady in my kitchen. We noticed her waving and smiling at the little lady several times. So it should be no surprise to me that right before they showed up, I happened to see this little lady in a fairly visible, misty apparition in the kitchen.
Waving as I walked through the dining room, I said, "Claira will be here in a little bit."
The lady smiled back at me, so I knew that was why she'd appeared just then.
 Ashley, James & Claira
We'll miss our friends, but they'll come back to visit.
Another night, I couldn't sleep, so I wandered through the house and back to my office. Once again, I found the dining room, living room, and my office full of a heavy mist. Someone who didn't know their house was haunted might have immediately gathered man and beast and abandoned house as she called 9-1-1. To me, it was just another one of those late nights when the mist inundates my house. I never see any ghosts or other entities moving through this mist. It's more like a light fog filling all the rooms. Interesting, but I have no idea why it happens. I did have a thought as I wrote this just now. I intend to start paying attention to the phase of the moon when this happens. Well, I'll try to do that. Sometimes I have writing on my mind rather than paranormal research.
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If you're keeping track of Dead Man Ohio, it's out to a couple friends right now to have them read it and see if they find any problems plot-wise or any of those darned typos. I've got a couple things I also want to look at in the story, but it won't take long after any necessary corrections are made to get the book up for sale. Angela has re-done all the covers for the Dead Man Mysteries, annotating them as to which book is which in the series. I'm replacing those covers, also, while we ponder the final edits.
So, as to our schedule for August. We have our first investigation near St. Francisville, Louisiana, somewhat close to The Myrtles in mid-August. Since my team hasn't seen this fantastic haunted plantation like I have several times, we will definitely go by there.
This is a night shot of The Myrtles I took years ago:
Myrtles at Night
The investigation, however, is at an old Cajun store owned by a good friend, whom I actually first met at The Myrtles. Without her agreement, I won't divulge the location. Hopefully, I can tell you later. A sensitive, also, she has identified five ghosts in the store. Aunt Belle and I previously visited this woman's home, also, and there is activity in it, as well as outside, where some of the Civil War battles took place. I imagine we will get lots of evidence to examine.
Next we have our August 23 stay at the Beckham Hotel in Mineola. Fear Paranormal, Selena Roane's team, is heading up the only paranormal investigation done at the hotel so far besides the ones SRT has done. My crew will only be there to help out, as Selena will be directing this one. We do have four slots left for this. Also, we'll have a new friend with SRT, Karla Lang. We'll be doing some things from now on with Karla, and I'm really looking forward to spending more time with her.
Here Karla and I are, me with my mouth full of birthday cake.
Karla, Me
At the end of August, SRT is investigating a lovely old 1876 home in East Texas. Again, I'll wait to see if the homeowner wants to reveal the location before I do that. Karla will also join us on this investigation, along with our wonderful Aunt Belle. How cool is that?
Double Whew! All of us are really excited to be so busy doing what we love. I'll be reporting back in as to what we find, plus if the investigations warrant it, I'll be giving y'all more extensive reports in an upcoming Ghost Hunting Diary.
Stay safe, and ….
Boo!
T. M.

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