Amusing poem about standing up to your fears.

The sounds from yesteryear.

Just writing what comes to mind.

Witty poem about some less than frightening ghosts.

A young man is shown the gruesome side of this Earth. The monsters of our realm are all make believe to some, but then there are others…The one’s who can see. These are the one’s who defend. They keep us from paranormal harm’s way as much as they can. This is the story of one young man’s journey into the concealed mysteries of our own planet.

A girl, a hotel, and some pain.

This is basically about a person who goes insane when the lights turn off and they start seeing and hearing things.

My first script is now completed, bar proof-reading by my kindly wife, so I thought I’d give you an idea of what it’s about.

Sorry about the break I’ve taken, been doing some soul searching, guess this is some of it. Written January 28th, 2012.

Jeremiah’s path leads him to the steps of the infamous Thistledale Lodge, and his fate into its shadow.