It starts early for most of us.
We cross our chest, recounting, ‘For the Father, the Son, the Holy Ghost’. We sit around the campfire, telling ghost stories to excite and entrance. We watch ethereal forms coast along our television screens, potentially hiding our eyes with a pillow. How many people do you know that claim they have seen a ghost in real life?
Spirits and ghosts are a part of the fiber of our everyday life, in one way or another. I mean heck, even at Christmas we talk about the Holiday Spirit, that presence we feel that takes over our lives and makes us happier. (Except when trying to park at the mall!)
I think it is a need to believe in the afterlife, that there is more than the here and now. As if the idea of ghosts prove there is something, anything, else out there after we die.
Do I believe in ghosts? Ab-so-freekin-lutely! I’ve had my own encounters over the years that definitely make me believe there is something else out there besides what we see and know to be real.
And even if you don’t believe in ghosts (everyone has the right to their own belief systems), they can still be an interesting fictional element. Something to scare you in the movie you watch, curled up with a loved one, with handfuls of buttery popcorn.
But do they always need to be scary? Can’t a ghost be sexy?
I think so! I’ve wanted to do a sexy ghost story for some time, and thanks to my muse, I finally found the right one. My novel, Burlesque Trio, came out in early December from Siren Bookstrand, and it was so much fun to write about a ghost given a second chance at life and love. I hope readers find it as fun to read as it was to write.
On a side note…thanks go out to the team at Coffee Time Romance for allowing me the time and space to let my mind wander on their site.
Now on to the blurb…
“VaVa Violet” DiCosta was the hottest burlesque dancer in all of 1942 LA until a stalker’s bullet ended her short life. Stuck in limbo, she watches time pass through the eyes of the club she died in.
Nearly seventy years later, best friends Parker Thomas and Ciprian Svetski fall in love with the style of the old building and decide to return it to its former glory and reopen the old burlesque. But they know business, not talent, and the show doesn’t own up to its history.
Violet’s given a second chance in someone else’s body. She shows the men a thing or two about burlesque, as well as how to sell seduction. And she decides to seduce them while she’s at it, but never imagined she’d lose her heart to them.
Or that her killer wouldn’t be happy about her return.
A Siren Erotic Romance
And for the commentor with the best PERSONAL ghost story, you can win a PDF copy of Burlesque Trio!
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Shannan Albright
13 years agoLoved the interview! Now as for a ghost story. I happen to have quite a few since I used to be a part of a paranormal research team in the 80’s. I lived on the Central Coast of California and one case I worked via phone with Richard Senate who is still very active with his studies into the paranormal in Santa Barbara. I got a call from an owner of a small Victorian bed and breakfast. They were having an influx of haunting after doing renovations and heard about me. I agreed to check it out and one Thursday when they had no guests coming I came and spent the night. There were the usual cold spots, hands touching you, voices calling your name and unexplained footsteps running up to the attic. I remember vividly walking up the attic stairs and struggling for breath as if my lungs were filling with water, the pain was intense. Once I walked into the small room a strange double vision happened where I could see the room as it once had been before the remodel and there on a small wooden slat bed was a small boy. I remember him being so pale and the pain in his eyes devastated me. I hurried down to the kitchen where the owners were and asked them about the history of the B&B. It was only then that I learned about the small boy dying of pneumonia in the attic bedroom. They didn’t want the boy to leave though I fought against it telling them he needed to pass on to what waited for him, but they were adamant against it. With nothing else to do I left. A day later I got a call from Richard Senate and compared notes which were an exact match to my experiences. I declined working full time with him and his team since at that time I lived in a very small community and with a full time job it could have made things far too uncomfortable. I still have many encounters and do my best to send them on their way.
Colleen C.
13 years agoGhost story… hmmm, well we have one in our house that likes to play jokes on us. He tends to take items we need and hide them… they are found later in unusual places. This past summer was interesting… I was potty training my nephew… he had a special potty that sings when you use it… well the ghost liked to make it sing at night when my nephew was not there. It would sing and sing until you told him to knock it off… then he would stop it… sometimes even mentioning the word potty would get him to make it sing… it was kinda funny! Now my nephew is trained… no more singing potty… have to see what trick he will atempt next!
Alexandra O'Hurley
13 years ago AUTHORWow, Shannan, it sounds like you've got your hands full with the otherwordly! I'm too much of a sissy to work in that kind of situation. If I were in a scary movie, I'd run out of the house when the ghost said "get out" instead of pressing on. Perhaps I'd live too.
Colleen – I have a similar experience with a child's light gun target. When you hit the target with the light from the gun, it would spin around and make a whizzing noise. It kept doing it over and over one night, so I got up to take the batteries out of it. But as it was whirling around in my hand as I opened the flap, there were no batteries in it to take out.
Shannan Albright
13 years agoLol! That's when I would go get a EMF meter and check the energy levels and start up my recorder for EVP's. I learned ghost's are people too.
Cre Harvey
13 years agoI live in a home that has its own ghost. He is a male and does not really become active until I am alone. Then footsteps, doors opening and closing, rattling dishes….. But last night the kids and baby were home in their room and I could not sleep. I was laying in my bed trying and trying to fall asleep, when all of the sudden I heard the creaking of the floor and the whisper of footsteps coming into the kitchen toward my bedroom door. They stopped. I lifted my head slowly from the pillow trying to not make a sound and just listened. I thought maybe it was one of the kids, but there was no other sound. The footsteps vanished at my door. I lay there for another hour and then suddenly I hear the back door swing open very quickly. Never heard the locks unlock or the door to close. I got up and checked….the door was closed and locked, including the deadbolt as it was when I went to bed…… I just smiled and said, "Goodnight".