Happy holidays! I hope you've all been as merrily busy as I have. The month of December has been a wild ride, that's for sure.
Just a few days before Christmas, I visited Denver, Colorado, to officially launch a Top Secret New Book Project. It was great to see snow again (it's such an unusual sight here in central Virginia) and the good friends who welcomed me were even more a delight. After some long days of interviews and research, I'm sure I wore out my welcome, but the trip was a huge success regardless.
Why the tease? No details? Because this is probably the most extreme, in-depth, and controversial project I've ever been involved with. It is a turning point for me, both personally and professionally. I can tell you this much: the book is about a form of instrumental transcommunication (ITC) that garners verifiable results like nothing else I've ever seen or heard. If you want to learn more, you'll have to keep an eye out over the next couple of months for updates as the manuscript progresses!
Showing posts with label writing. Show all posts
Showing posts with label writing. Show all posts
Thursday, December 29, 2011
Rocky Mountain Whirlwind
Labels:
books,
Denver,
EVP,
instrumental transcommunication,
ITC,
spirit communication,
travel,
writing
Tuesday, March 22, 2011
Everyday Haunts
Living in a city that was pummeled by war means that many of the places you pass by every day have a past that's not so pretty. One such building has been on my radar since about 1993 when the true revitalization of the Tobacco District was in full swing, and that is the Pohlig Box Building.
This industrial spot held the record until very recently as being the longest continuously operational commercial building in the US. Built in 1853, the box company kept up operations even when more than half of the structure was commandeered by the Confederate Army to house wounded or extremely sick troops from Alabama. Instead of crates and packaging being produced under its roof, the Pohlig building saw surgeries, amputation, and death.
As with any place having a shadow on its past such as this one, stories of unearthly happenings emerged very soon after the end of the war. These stories, however, really exploded when the Pohlig Box Company moved to a larger and more modern facility and the historic building at the corner of 25th and Franklin Streets was converted into apartments.
I had some very interesting interviews last week about what goes on inside of these walls, particularly in one unit that is difficult to rent. I'm working more on that this week and hope to wrap up the chapter with some stories that are going to surprise everyone!
This industrial spot held the record until very recently as being the longest continuously operational commercial building in the US. Built in 1853, the box company kept up operations even when more than half of the structure was commandeered by the Confederate Army to house wounded or extremely sick troops from Alabama. Instead of crates and packaging being produced under its roof, the Pohlig building saw surgeries, amputation, and death.
As with any place having a shadow on its past such as this one, stories of unearthly happenings emerged very soon after the end of the war. These stories, however, really exploded when the Pohlig Box Company moved to a larger and more modern facility and the historic building at the corner of 25th and Franklin Streets was converted into apartments.
I had some very interesting interviews last week about what goes on inside of these walls, particularly in one unit that is difficult to rent. I'm working more on that this week and hope to wrap up the chapter with some stories that are going to surprise everyone!
Labels:
books,
ghosts,
Haunted Battlefields,
haunts,
Richmond Virginia,
writing
Wednesday, March 2, 2011
Want to Know What Goes Into a Book?
I get questions all the time at events about what it's like to research and write books about the paranormal. If you've ever wondered what goes on behind the scenes, be sure to become a follower of my Twitter feed! I've decided to dedicate that venue to tweeting about travel, both historical and field research, interviews with witnesses, and more as the last (and most grueling) stage of More Haunted Battlefields comes together.
I hope you'll be there reading!
Friday, February 25, 2011
A Different Sort of Journey
Traveling for book research has settled down temporarily while my studies pick up pace. I've been working on a new certificate since January, and have had to shift focus for a bit to make sure my academics don't suffer! Fear not, I am catching up on some of the writing that had been falling behind during that whirlwind travel period - and that has been the real journey.
How is this writing any different from that in my past? That's an interesting story. I had a very peculiar thing happen about a month ago that I only shared in a passing mention on my Facebook wall. I found a book in my house and have no idea where it came from. It was in a prominent spot (the place I keep library books so they won't become lost in the overflowing family collection) and seemed to just show up one day. The book is clearly used, dated a 1991 printing, and is not a former library book. It has no signs at all of where it may have come from. A true mystery.
The book is "Life's Companion: Journal Writing as a Spiritual Quest" by Christina Baldwin. It's not the typical sort of book I would buy for myself at all, and yet it appeared at a time when I was receptive to its message and could truly benefit from it. Since most of my writing is done in a journalistic first-person style, almost all of it is introspective and relates to the insight offered by Baldwin, and the impact of her book has been truly surprising. I might even call it serendipitous.
The largest change I've noticed is my growing acceptance of the paranormal. Before "the incident" in October, I would investigate, attempt to find natural explanations for the events witnessed, and still remain skeptical and maybe even a bit in disbelief about those findings even if they could not be logically explained. Now that I've started opening up more to the possibility of true paranormal encounters instead of trying to rationalize them to death, the encounters have grown in frequency, strength, and variety. I have witnessed much more in the past four months than I ever thought possible before, and this all became apparent to me when I wrote about it.
Thanks to this mystery book, I have learned how to dig deeper and look for the meaning behind the events, the purpose of the trek. I'm not one to usually recommend books of this genre, but I feel that because of its message, my spiritual road finally has a map.
How is this writing any different from that in my past? That's an interesting story. I had a very peculiar thing happen about a month ago that I only shared in a passing mention on my Facebook wall. I found a book in my house and have no idea where it came from. It was in a prominent spot (the place I keep library books so they won't become lost in the overflowing family collection) and seemed to just show up one day. The book is clearly used, dated a 1991 printing, and is not a former library book. It has no signs at all of where it may have come from. A true mystery.
The book is "Life's Companion: Journal Writing as a Spiritual Quest" by Christina Baldwin. It's not the typical sort of book I would buy for myself at all, and yet it appeared at a time when I was receptive to its message and could truly benefit from it. Since most of my writing is done in a journalistic first-person style, almost all of it is introspective and relates to the insight offered by Baldwin, and the impact of her book has been truly surprising. I might even call it serendipitous.
The largest change I've noticed is my growing acceptance of the paranormal. Before "the incident" in October, I would investigate, attempt to find natural explanations for the events witnessed, and still remain skeptical and maybe even a bit in disbelief about those findings even if they could not be logically explained. Now that I've started opening up more to the possibility of true paranormal encounters instead of trying to rationalize them to death, the encounters have grown in frequency, strength, and variety. I have witnessed much more in the past four months than I ever thought possible before, and this all became apparent to me when I wrote about it.
Thanks to this mystery book, I have learned how to dig deeper and look for the meaning behind the events, the purpose of the trek. I'm not one to usually recommend books of this genre, but I feel that because of its message, my spiritual road finally has a map.
Labels:
Haunted Battlefields,
paranormal,
travel,
writing
Saturday, January 1, 2011
A Minimalist State of Mind for 2011
With so many new endeavors in my life lately, it's been very easy to get overwhelmed. This year, I've decided to pare down on all the things that have been eating up my time, my space, and my peace of mind. I came across this quote the other day and I think it sums up my state of mind for the coming months perfectly:
“The happiness of too many days is often destroyed by trying to accomplish too much in one day. We would do well to follow a common rule for our daily lives – do less, but do it better.” - Dale E. Turner
Tuesday, February 16, 2010
Murder Most Foul
I'm spending today reviewing the trial documentation of a particularly grisly murder case that dates back to 1852. The defendants were swiftly tried and executed for the hatchet killings of a couple and their 9-month old child, their motives still unknown.
This sort of work really wears me down emotionally (hmm, can't imagine why?) and makes the writing stage very difficult. Don't get me wrong, the research is like watching a historical episode of "Law and Order", but the gravity of it hits when you stop and digest the fact that none of the grisly details are fiction.
Maybe next time I'll propose a book on carnivals or amazing stories of survival instead!
This sort of work really wears me down emotionally (hmm, can't imagine why?) and makes the writing stage very difficult. Don't get me wrong, the research is like watching a historical episode of "Law and Order", but the gravity of it hits when you stop and digest the fact that none of the grisly details are fiction.
Maybe next time I'll propose a book on carnivals or amazing stories of survival instead!
Labels:
Murder,
Richmond Virginia,
Wicked Richmond,
writing
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