Category: Eternally Yours

Last spring, just before my late grandmother’s house was sold, my dad and I went through it one last time looking for mementos. After Mimi — that’s what we grandchildren called her — passed away in 1993, my Aunt Lil had moved in and spent the next 20 years hoarding, so the house now comprised a crazy mixture of things that were just as Mimi had left them mixed with Aunt Lil’s heaps of crafting supplies and flea-market finds (books, knickknacks, kitchenware, second-hand clothing, etc).

Sorting through what we considered a mix of trash and treasure was an emotional task — half exciting, half devastating. This house and what it held meant a lot to both my dad and me, and I for one had a sense of desperation. This was our last chance to grasp remnants of thousands of precious memories — what if we missed something important because it was under a pile of smelly old clothes, possibly infested with mice?

To keep up our spirits, I began, jokingly, to talk aloud to the spirit of my late grandmother: “Mimi, what do you want us to take?” My dad eventually joined in, addressing some of his late siblings. We did find some things that stirred strong memories — I took some of Mimi’s colorful tablecloths, and Dad took a camel seat one of his sisters had brought home from a visit to Morocco.

Cover, Eternally YoursThen, when we were about to leave, we asked the spirits for help one last time, and the lamp in the living room began to flicker.

Yes, it really did.

Was it a sign from Mimi? From one of Dad’s late siblings? If so, what were they saying? Their own goodbye to the house? Or to us, for the time being? My dad is a firm non-believer in ghosts, but even he commented that it was “weird.”

Anyway, it’s that time of year again when the veil between this world and the next is thin. If you’re in the mood for a ghost story, please check out Eternally Yours, a full-length contemporary romance featuring a Victorian house and a Victorian ghost. Hubby recently helped design a new cover for it, seen on the left here. (What do you think?)

Meanwhile, happy hauntings!

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My good friend author Tracy Fobes was kind enough to send me this news story about a woman who found 100-year-old love letters in the ceiling of her house while renovating. “This reminded me of your book Eternally Yours — which I loved,” Tracy said. (Thank you, Tracy!)

100-year-old love letters found while renovatingThe home owner in the news story was touched by the letters (pictured here, from the woman’s Facebook page) and posted on Facebook to try to find the descendants of the couple who wrote them. Happily, she located their great-grandson.

There are indeed some similarities in this real-life story to my book, but in Eternally Yours, it turns out that at least one the writers of the love letters is haunting the house where they were found! 😀

Wanted to share the story, because it’s the right time of year for ghost stories — just before Samhain when the veil between this world in the next is thin! 😉 If love letters and ghosts are your cup of tea, please click through to the book page for Eternally Yours. Happy haunting!

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My husband and my dad both vehemently denounce ghosts, but my mom and I have both seen them. Now, intellectually, I think ghosts can probably be explained away by mundane phenomena like drafts causing creepy noises in old houses or maybe carbon monoxide causing hallucinations — but I’m still superstitious enough to be freaked out whenever I hear about a “haunting” and have even written a ghost story myself.

Is that a ghost looking out that window in the middle?

Is that a ghost looking out that window in the middle?

A poll conducted by Gallup showed that around 40% of Americans and Brits believed that houses can be haunted. Interestingly, the poll showed that in the countries surveyed more women than men believed spirits visit us. (Almost half of British women said they did.) And twice as many women than men believed that people can communicate with the dead.

This prompts the question: Are we women just nuttier than men, or are we more in tune with the supernatural, just as we’re generally thought to be more oriented toward interpersonal relations among the living?

What do you think?

For more details on the Gallup poll, click through to the the report here. For a description and sample chapters of my not-too-creepy haunted romance novel Eternally Yours, please check out the book page here.

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As I mentioned in my last post, the ghost in my contemporary paranormal romance Eternally Yours, isn’t all that scary — especially not in his mind. Geoffrey Vereker, late poet and a womanizer in his day, still thinks of himself as a ladies’ man.

The trouble is that ghosts are inherently scary to most of us living ladies, and on the few occasions when Geoff has come across other ghosts, they can’t see him, nor he them. What is a would-be womanizing ghost to do?

At one point in the story, he is hovering around one of his haunts, admiring the beauty of the book’s main character, Lara Peale, and he tries to get a little a closer to her. She starts and says to the other living person in the room, “Where is that horrible chill coming from?”

Horrible? Geoff balks — then, recalling what he is, he glides away from her, his shoulders sagging. Poor Geoff!

As the story continues, Geoff learns that he has connections to Lara’s house, to the annoying (in his mind) local historian who keeps coming around to keep an eye on her, and to another ghost on the premises. Creepy!

To read the first couple of chapters (or the back-cover blurb), please spirit over to the book page here and scroll down to the web reader.

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My mom has always liked ghost stories (though my dad can’t suspend his disbelief), so as a kid I saw my share of scary movies. One old black-and-white one gave me recurring nightmares, though for years afterward I had no idea what film it was. In the scene that stuck with me (as I recall), a woman is lying in bed in a spooky house. Her friend, also scared, gets in bed with her, and they hold hands to comfort each other. Then … she hears her friend call her from the other room. She’s been holding hands with a ghost!

Ugh. After seeing that, I spent my whole childhood with fists clenched at bedtime.

When the book group I was in a few years back read The Haunting of Hill House by Shirley Jackson, I recognized the scene that had haunted me as a child. Hubby and I discovered that there was a newer 1999 version of the film starring Lili Taylor and Owen Wilson (a fave of ours), so we rented it. Unfortunately, it wasn’t very scary or very good. I should try to watch the old one from 1963 for this Halloween (if I dare) and see how it holds up. Wikipedia tells me that the director, Robert Wise, is the same guy who directed The Sound of Music. In any case, the book is good! In the story, you’re not sure whether the house is really haunted or the main character is crazy. 🙂

In my own ghost story, Eternally Yours, the ghost — late Victorian poet and womanizer, Geoff Vereker — isn’t very scary (I think!). In fact, he’s my favorite character in the book. The main romance plot revolves around an artist who wants to renovate her Victorian house and a local historian who wants to keep her from “ruining” it. For the blurb and same chapters, please click through to the book page here. Happy haunting!

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