Volume I, Edition 2     October 15, 2007

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Table of Contents

Letter From The Editor

Lori Foster Embraces Her Dark Side

Who You Gonna Call?

Honoring The Ancestors

Halloween Is Not My Bag

Irish Superstitions

Louisiana Superstitions

Spooky Doings In New England

Crystal Healing

Food: Evil Cookies

S'Mores Candy Apples

A Story of Samhain

From the Quill: Why Paranormal?

Ghosts In Romance

Banned Books Week

Fiction: Miracle at Blood Manor

Featured Websites

From Samhain Publishing

October e-book releases

October print releases


Featured Websites Of The Month

The Moonlit Road

FrightBytes

Paranormal Database

Giger.com

Horror.org

Ghostvillage.com

http://www.vampires.nu/

http://vampires.monstrous.com/

From The Quill: Why Paranormals

By Lauren Dane

 

     I’ve always been fascinated by the unexplained and the paranormal. I remember, back in the stone ages when I was growing up, there was a show called In Search Of hosted by Leonard Nimoy. Man oh man did I love that show!

   It’s the question I think. The idea that there are things out there in the world that we can’t explain. I’m also totally enamored of shows about deep sea trenches because of all the cool stuff down there seven miles deep that we simply just guess about because there aren’t enough answers yet. Mysteries are delicious! The dark is just a big question, isn’t it?

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"Perhaps other souls than human are sometimes born into the world, and clothed in flesh."  J Sheridan Le Fanu, Uncle Silas


From The Quill: Ghosts In Romance

by Rebecca Goings

 

     My foray into paranormal romance was quite by accident.  On a warm summer’s day back in 2004, before I was formally published, I was caught complaining online.  Complaining about the lack of any decent romances involving ghosts as the main characters.  I remember reading a young adult romance with a ghost as the hero when I was a kid, kind of creepy, yet totally cool at the same time, and I wondered if there was any book quite like that in the adult section of the romance genre. 

     At the time, the vampire/shifter/werewolf thing was new to me, but I still wondered why ghosts were few and far between if the romance genre was shifting (no pun intended) to the paranormal.  Rather than jump on the bandwagon and join me in my futile grumblings, the very community I was complaining to challenged me to write a ghost romance of my own. 

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"Terror made me cruel..."  Emily Bronte, Wuthering Heights


Banned Books Week

By Tilly Greene

     Are you aware of the extent to which books are challenged, restricted, removed or banned?

     Yes, it’s true.  And don’t be lulled into thinking this is only a problem for people in far off lands, living under restrictive regimes, because this problem occurs in the United States as well. It’s an issue that denies people the ability to make informed decisions that may be in opposition to another’s views.

Congress shall make no law respecting an establishment of religion, or

prohibiting the free exercise thereof; or abridging the freedom of speech,

or of the press; or the right of the people peaceably to assemble, and to petition

the Government for a redress of grievances.
— The First Amendment to the U.S. Constitution, Ratified December 15, 1791

 

     During the last week of September, the American Library Association [ALA] hosts Banned Books Week to “celebrate people having the freedom to choose” books they want to read when at a public library or school.  The intent of the ALA is to make people aware of the issue of suppression by bringing focus to it.  At the same time, the ALA does not want to discourage individuals from voicing their opinions when they object to the content in a book…Democracy at its best.

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"I will die here where I have walked. And I will walk here though I am in my grave. I will walk here until the pride of this house is humbled."  Charles Dickens, Bleak House


Miracle At Blood Manor

Marie Harte

 

      Arisa Clarke gazed out the schoolroom window while her tenth graders muddled through their literature exams. She couldn’t help staring at the bed of dead grass where the school mascot, a monstrously large, not to mention creepy, stone sculpture had stood just yesterday.  One more mystery to add to the dozens fogging her brain.  

      In the two short months she’d been teaching at the ominously named Blood Manor High School, she’d witnessed random disappearances, strange sounds that didn’t belong in the dark, let alone in the light of day outside of her classroom, and more than one teacher creeping into the school’s allegedly broken-down service elevator.  Arisa had peeked inside of it just once.  Five floor buttons for a building with two levels and a basement?

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