Paranormal Encounters

 


For as long as I can remember, I’ve been drawn to the places where the veil between the world and the extraordinary feels thin, where rooms hold their breath, where landscapes hold old stories, and where thresholds hide something unseen that lingers close by. 


My lifelong interest in the paranormal has taken me across continents, photographing haunted sites, researching strange histories, and stepping into the quiet of places most people hurry past.  Those experiences have shaped the way I write.  They’ve taught me to listen for the subtle shifts in atmosphere and to notice what hides in the corners.  I tend to follow the emotional currents that move beneath the surface of a story.  This new book grew out of that way of seeing, it is part investigation, part intuition, and part a beautiful conversation with the unknown.


My understanding of the paranormal was shaped early.  As a child visiting an old cottage, I suddenly began choking in front of an unlit fireplace, an inexplicable moment that ended only when a docent pulled me outside and quietly told me that a child in the 1800s had died in that very spot, choking.  Years later, as a teenager exploring a notoriously haunted former asylum in Western Australia, I found myself locked in a cell as a joke.  My cousin and I were terrified, and in the opposite corner we heard slow, deliberate breathing.  A faint shimmer of light revealed the outline of a woman standing there.  When the door finally opened and daylight flooded in, the corner was empty.  Since then I have had many experiences like these as well as catching anomalies on film.  This has further sparked my fascination with the paranormal and shaped the way I see the world, the way I listen to places, and the way I write about the unseen.


I have spent time conducting paranormal investigations, standing shoulder to shoulder with others in the dark, waiting for whatever might answer back.  Those times were, for me, full of anticipation, strange sounds and the charged silence of old buildings.  Woven through all of it are my own experiences, the moments I still can’t quite explain, the ones that reshaped how I understand the paranormal.  They taught me that the unexplained isn’t always loud or dramatic, it is sometimes subtle, intimate, and quietly transformative.  That understanding threads itself through my writing, guiding the way I explore mystery, presence, and the paranormal.

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