writing
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This morning I sat down to write and worked on a few things. The grammar was right and the punctuation was right. The sentences did exactly what they were supposed to do, and that was the problem. None of it felt like me. It felt like I was behaving on the page, keeping things in…
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This book isn’t built around one house, one road, or one case. It’s the result of more than twenty-five years of doing this work. Being invited into people’s lives. Standing in difficult places. Trying to understand what was happening without rushing past it.
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So where did my understanding of the paranormal really come from? My own haunting played a big part in my search for answers. It didn’t come from equipment or theory. It came from experience. From being in places where nothing dramatic happened, and yet something lingered anyway. Places that looked ordinary, sounded ordinary, but made…
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I see the Screaming House brought up in groups, pages, and podcasts from time to time, and it always gives me pause. Not because I am eager to revisit it, but because it is a strange thing to watch your own life get discussed when you never said a word. That happens more than I…
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There is a negativity in the air right now that cannot be ignored. At moments like this, I find myself asking whether we are watching something genuinely dangerous unfold under familiar language. Christianity? Patriotism? Authority? I do not say that lightly, and I am not saying it from a distance. I am asking these questions…
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I’ve been thinking a lot lately about the fact that I’ve been doing this work for twenty-five years now. That number landed on me in a way I didn’t expect. Not as a milestone. Not as something to celebrate. Just as a quiet realization that a large part of my life has been spent sitting…
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Why do I write is a question I get from time to time. Most people assume it is for money. It is not. Writing has never been a good way to make money anyway, and I already have what I need in this life. I am grateful for that. I am not chasing more. Some…
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