Ebook Sale!

Here’s another reason to read Fractured Spirits: it’s a bestseller! Crossroad Press recently released their top fifteen bestselling titles, and my little haunted asylum book is number three on the list! And right now, you can get a matched set of the ebooks for Fractured Spirits and 44 Years in Darkness, because they’re on sale. Go here to get yourself a great deal on a couple of ebooks.

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Book News — It’s Here!

This past Saturday, I went to Maurie’s in Pekin to sit down for a chat with Tammie Judd, who wanted me to sign a copy of Fractured Spirits for her daughter’s birthday. We had a wonderful conversation in the renovated and very spiffy coffee shop, and as we walked out, I had a chance to look at the bookshelves across from the register. I’m pleased to say that Spirits of Christmas is now available at Maurie’s! They’ve got that on the shelf, as well as Hunting Demons  and 44 Years in Darkness.

So if you find yourself on Court Street in Pekin, and you want a really excellent cup of coffee and a great book to read as you’re enjoying it, stop in at Maurie’s (522 Court Street, Pekin). They’ve still got loads of fine candies and caramel corn. And now they have even more — coffee, teas galore, chai, a stunning array of ice cream, and really lovely sandwiches. I’m told the ham and Brie is marvelous, and next time I go, that’s on my list of things to try.


Today I Learned …

Okay, it’s time for a nifty new addition to this blog. I hope you guys dig it. It’s random snippets of cool stuff — okay, trivia, I guess — and for lack of anything better, I’m giving every one of these posts the same title. You know, to avoid confusion.

I wanted to do this every Monday, but I missed out on doing one January 1, because reasons. So today, you get two, to make up for the one I missed last week.

Today I learned:

Hummingbirds can’t walk. Some hummingbirds weigh less than a penny, but that doesn’t mean they’re light on their feet. In order to reduce drag and to be able to hover and fly backwards, hummingbirds have very tiny feet — so tiny they can’t walk on them. They can perch, and shuffle sideways a bit, but that’s all.

Today I learned:

Wombat poop is cube-shaped.

New Year, New Projects, New News!

Hey hey, welcome to the first post (sorry) of the new year!

I had to go back to work after January 1, so there were a couple of fun posts that I didn’t quite get to this week. But here they are, for your perusal.

First off, I got the news on New Year’s Day that Fractured Spirits: Hauntings at the Peoria State Hospital is number 3 on the top fifteen best-selling titles at Crossroad Press! How cool is that?


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Second off, I found out that Lights Out is now available on Spotify. So if that’s your go-to for podcasts, give it a listen for fun true ghost tales.

And third off, I’ve decided to make a new feature on the blog. It’s sort of something I’ve wanted to do from the very beginning, but it’ll be shorter than I’d planned. It’ll be fun, I promise. You’ll get more about that on Monday.

Stay warm, and I’ll catch up more with you guys soon!

Oops …

Reposted from Amusing Planet, via Reddit:

The University of Reading’s Museum of English Rural Life has caught a mouse in a trap, but not on one laid by the museum staff to catch pests and rodents that frequently enter the museum’s building and cause menace. This rodent managed to get caught in a trap that was 155 years old and stored in the museum so that it could be put on display.

When the museum’s assistant curator discovered the mouse inside the trap when searching for objects to use in an interdisciplinary research session on animals, he was puzzled because the mouse wasn’t supposed to be part of the object.

Here’s the whole story: http://www.amusingplanet.com/2016/02/155-year-old-mouse-trap-in-museum.html

Am I overthinking this?

So I saw this sign as I was driving around town the other day, and I got out to take a picture of it. It gave me a giggle, and I hoped it would do the same for you.


And then I realized that the top part of the sign used to have the name of an accounting firm on it. I started thinking, well maybe the firm went out of business, and I’m deriving pleasure from someone else’s failure. (Anxiety’s SO MUCH FUN, you guys!!!)

So here’s the sign. Maybe the firm just, you know, moved or something. Maybe they’ve got better digs elsewhere in town, and they moved just in time for the new year. That’s what I’m going with.


‘Cause the sign’s still kinda funny.

A Short Little Tale for the Holiday

Merry Christmas, everyone! Reblogged from Rose Blackthorn because I dug it.

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I wrote this a few years ago for a drabble contest – 100 words or less, and the requirement to use certain words in the story. I was quite pleased with how it turned out, and actually placed in the competition. I thought I’d go ahead and share it here:

A Different Christmas Tradition

Grak burped long and loud, then added a flatulent note to the already redolent air. Teeja sighed theatrically, but her disgust was lost on him.

“More grog,” he growled, slamming his cup down on the table.

“More manners,” she snarled, dropping a new jug beside the cup.

“We’re goblins,” he said, filling his cup, “Spending the ass-end of winter in a cavern in Finland. Who cares about manners?” and he gulped some more ale.

“It’s Christmas,” Teeja said sorrowfully.

Grak rolled his eyes. “I’ll take you into town later, you can slay a caroler.”

Her smile…

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Twelve Night(mares) of Christmas: Day Twelve

This story is excerpted from Spirits of Christmas: The Dark Side of the Holidays.

It’s become somewhat of a joking urban legend to claim that Elvis Presley is alive and well and flipping burgers somewhere in East Podunk. As a part of American culture, “Elvis sightings” are right up there with UFO encounters.

But even with all the National Enquirer articles shouting otherwise, the undeniable fact remains that Elvis Presley did indeed die on August 16, 1977, at Graceland in Memphis, Tennessee.

So what sort of phantom Elvis are people seeing? The best guess is that it’s just that simple–people who claim an Elvis sighting are actually running into his ghost.

The spirit of Elvis seems reluctant to leave this plane of existence. He appeared to an acquaintance, an elderly farmer named Claude Buchanan, just after he (Elvis) passed away. Claude said that before the news of Presley’s death was announced, the figure of Elvis showed up and told him, “I’ve come to say good-bye for a while, Claude.”

But one year, Elvis decided to go home for Christmas.

On December 20, 1980, a truck driver named Jack Matthews was taking a load to Memphis. About a hundred miles outside of the city, he picked up a hitchhiker. The night was dark, and the hitcher was just a dim form in the passenger seat, a hat pulled low over his face. But the hitcher didn’t seem like a threat to Matthews; on the contrary, he was well-spoken and polite, just the kind of company you’d want on a long trip. In a light Tennessee drawl, he told Matthews that he was going to Memphis to see his “momma and daddy” for the holidays.

The hours passed in pleasant conversation. They talked quite a bit about cars, and the hitchhiker mentioned that he owned several Cadillacs. Matthews took the boast (for surely that’s what it was) with a good-natured grin and a grain of salt or three.

The truck rolled into Memphis, and in the glow of the streetlights, the hitchhiker’s face began to seem somehow familiar to Matthews. The man asked to be dropped off on Elvis Presley Boulevard, and that’s when the penny dropped for Matthews. His passenger looked startlingly like the late entertainer.

Matthews found the boulevard and carefully pulled the sixteen-wheeler over to let his passenger out. He stuck his hand out to wish the guy a Merry Christmas, and realized he’d never told his passenger his name. “I’m Jack Matthews, by the way.”

The hitchhiker looked Matthews in the eye. “I’m Elvis Presley, sir.”


For more Christmas spookiness, read Spirits of Christmas: The Dark Side of the Holidays, available in both paperback and ebook. And enjoy even more creepy stories at http://darrenmarlar.com/2017/11/28/twelve-nightmares-christmas/

On this last episode of the Weird Darkness version of the Twelve Night(mares) of Christmas, Darren has pulled out all the stops to bring you even more wonderful stories of holiday chills from Spirits of Christmas. On this Christmas Eve, enjoy “Christmas Carols in the Woods”, “St. Mary’s Church”, “The Lady in the Pantry”, “Mrs. Eustace Returns”, “The Phantoms of the Mamie R. Mine”, “The Wreck of the General Arnold” (which is a), one of my personal favorites, and 2), available as an episode of Lights Out), “Up In Flames”, “The Battle of Edgehill”, and “50 Berkeley Square”.  If you like what you hear, you can always subscribe to the Weird Darkness podcast, to get more dark weirdness forever! Visit www.weirddarkness.com to subscribe.

Thank you so much for joining me and Darren Marlar of Weird Darkness for these Twelve Night(mares) of Christmas. It’s been such a joy sharing tales of winter weirdness with you! We wish you the happiest (and spookiest) of holidays!

Twelve Night(mares) of Christmas: Day Eleven

When you hang out with ghosts, like I do, it’s quite possible that you have … more than a passing interest in things that other people think are ghoulish, macabre, or downright creepy. So it should come as a surprise to absolutely no one that I am a proud subscriber to Ask A Mortician on YouTube.

I found Caitlin Doughty’s YouTube channel quite by accident (as I find most things on the Interwebs, quite honestly). I watched several episodes and found them utterly fascinating. (Not even realizing, as I did so, that Caitlin Doughty the mortician was also Caitlin Doughty the author. She wrote Smoke Gets In Your Eyes a few years ago, and she’s just released From Here to Eternity.)

While puttering around on the Ask A Mortician channel, I was utterly delighted to find a couple of very festively seasonally appropriate episodes. I hope you enjoy these as much as I did! Have fun with “We’re Here To Ruin Santa” , “A Very (Un)Merry Ask a Mortician With Mike Zohn , and (my personal favorite) “Gruesome Christmas Monster Showdown” .


For more Christmas spookiness, read Spirits of Christmas: The Dark Side of the Holidays, available in both paperback and ebook. And enjoy even more creepy stories from Weird Darkness! Darren’s got loads of great tales from Spirits of Christmas for you today. Get ready for the holidays with “The Eternal Beatle”, “Home for the Holidays”, “The Kennedy Road Phantom”,  “Santa Stuffs the Stockings”, “Santa and the Elf”, “The Ghost in the Living Room”, “That’s Not Santa!”, and “Poe Finds His Inspiration” (the story behind the latest Lights Out episode, by the way). Find them at http://darrenmarlar.com/2017/11/28/twelve-nightmares-christmas/

Book Review: Spirits of Christmas: The Dark Side of the Holidays

Here are some kind words from a fellow blogger! Thanks, Cristian!

Cristian Mihai

It was the night before Christmas, and all through the house, not a creature was stirring… but are you sure about that? The dark winter nights can hold many secrets, along with tales of both horror and hauntings. In this chilling book, Sylvia Shults has gathered over 120 tales of Yuletide Spirits, Holiday Horrors, and Christmas Catastrophes that give a new meaning to the “dead of winter.”

These pages include rollicking legends of holiday helpers with dark sides; gripping accounts of Christmas season fires, train wrecks, and disasters; winter tales of phantoms and haunted houses; and a collection of Christmas spirits that are sure to send a shiver down your spine! Hearkening back to the days of the paperback anthologies of the 1960s, you’ll be delighted when you unwrap this package on Christmas morning and start turning page after page of eerie and frightening tales. It’s the perfect collection for…

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Twelve Night(mares) of Christmas: Day Ten

This story is excerpted from Spirits of Christmas: The Dark Side of the Holidays.


     One night in December 1942, a British airman stationed in London was out for a stroll. He was crossing Pond Square in Highgate when he heard a strange sound for the mid-twentieth century–the sound of carriage wheels on cobblestone. Then he heard an even more incongruous sound for a chilly December night in the middle of London–the loud screech of a chicken.

The airman looked around in confusion. He couldn’t see a carriage, but he did see a chicken, running in disoriented circles and squawking with fright. And probably also with cold–because this chicken had already been plucked! The airman took a few steps towards the bird, hoping to help the poor shivering creature. But as he got closer, the chicken vanished.

This chicken ghost has been seen in Highgate for over three hundred years. It has a perfectly good reason to haunt Pond Square … and its story affects us even today. You see, that was the world’s first frozen chicken–and it led to a revolution in food preservation.

The story goes that in April 1626, Sir Francis Bacon was riding in a carriage through London with his friend Dr. Witherborne, a physician to James I. The sight of the snow-covered ground led to a discussion of the possible commercial use of snow to preserve food. Looking out at the rolling wheels, and the path left behind the carriage, Bacon pointed out to Witherborne that the wheels were packed with chunks of snow, and the grass revealed by the passing of the wheels looked fresh and green, even in late winter. Bacon’s friend belittled his theory.

Irritated enough to want to prove his point immediately, Bacon ordered the carriage to stop. He trotted to the nearest house and bought one of the household’s chickens. He wrung the hen’s neck, plucked it, cleaned it, and stuffed the carcass with snow. Then he packed more snow around the prepared bird.

Bacon’s experiment worked, and a new era in commercial food preservation was born. Unfortunately, Bacon’s impetuous adventure on the snow led to his contracting pneumonia. He faded quickly, and died on April 9, 1626.

Soon after Bacon’s death, visitors to Pond Square began to hear the squawking of a chicken about to be butchered. But no chicken was in sight. Then the audible became visible. People would see a plucked chicken running in confused circles before vanishing through a brick wall. The airman’s experience in 1943 was just one in a series of naked chicken sightings down through the years.


For more Christmas spookiness, read Spirits of Christmas: The Dark Side of the Holidays, available in both paperback and ebook. And enjoy even more creepy stories at http://darrenmarlar.com/2017/11/28/twelve-nightmares-christmas/

Today, Darren will be sharing several more stories from Spirits of Christmas. In this episode: “Mrs. Pickman’s Ghost”, “Haunts of Hartland”, “The Things We Do For Love”, “The Christmas Rosebush”, “Please Help”, and one of my favorites, “Footprints in the Snow”. Also, you can hear Darren read “The Chicken Ghost”, the story excerpted above. If you like what you hear, you can always subscribe to the Weird Darkness podcast, to get more dark weirdness forever! Visit www.weirddarkness.com to subscribe.24167484_554090251607294_1831495809_o

Twelve Night(mares) of Christmas: Day Nine

Enjoy this throwback to Ghosts of Christmas Past: Lights Out Christmas 2016


And the folks at Weird Darkness have some wonderful tales for you too, straight from the pages of Spirits of Christmas. Today they’ll be sharing “The Perfect Christmas Tree” (which ROCKS), “A Rose For Her Hair”, “Eternal Love” (which is all KINDS of awesome), and “Guides in the Snow”. Enjoy the shenanigans at http://darrenmarlar.com/2017/11/28/twelve-nightmares-christmas/24167484_554090251607294_1831495809_o

Twelve Night(mares) of Christmas: Day Eight

Enjoy this throwback to the Ghosts of Christmas Past: Lights Out, Christmas 2015.


And don’t forget to check in on the Weird Darkness podcast! Today’s stories from Spirits of Christmas include the deeply creepy “The Mystery of St. Luke’s Church”, “The Guttenberg Poltergeist”, “The Tickling Terror”, and another of my all-time favorites, “The Thing at the Foot of the Bed”. Enjoy more festive shenanigans at http://darrenmarlar.com/2017/11/28/twelve-nightmares-christmas/24169441_554090224940630_1664839010_o

Twelve Night(mares) of Christmas: Day Seven

Oh, have I got a treat for you for today! Here’s another Christmas episode of Lights Out. I sit down for a conversation with paranormal author Holly Nadler, an expert on the ghosts of New England. Pour a cup of eggnog and settle back for a tale of ghosts, betrayal, and Edgar Allan Poe. https://youtu.be/I1o74O6A-aw


And enjoy the shenanigans at http://darrenmarlar.com/2017/11/28/twelve-nightmares-christmas/ In this episode, he’ll be sharing “The Ghost of William Terriss”, “Christmas Hauntings”, “Calvert Mansion”, “The Dana House”, and the super-cool “I Am Your Brother” from Spirits of Christmas. If you like what you hear, you can always subscribe to the Weird Darkness podcast, to get more dark weirdness forever! Visit www.weirddarkness.com to subscribe.24167476_554090241607295_991366375_o

The Best Christmas Gifts Evoke the Horror of Christmas’ Past

A big thank you and a Merry Christmas to the Haunted Librarian, who kindly reviewed Spirits of Christmas!

The Haunted Librarian

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The Best Christmas Gifts Evoke the Horror of Christmas’ Past

The Spirits of Christmas: The Dark Side of the Holidays, written by Sylvia Shults, debuted last month, appearing in independent bookstores across Illinois. It can now be purchased online directly from the publisher, American Hauntings Ink (https://squareup.com/store/american-hauntings-ink) for $16. The 240 page compendium is overly ambitious—bulging with tales. However, book lovers live by the adage: More is actually, well, more—and the more tales the better! This book is packed with domestic and international folktales and historical events occurring around the Christmas season. Each of the sections could stand as its own title. But for the 2017 Christmas Season, Ms. Shults’ book will warm the bodies circled around the hearth celebrating “the weirdness that has swirled around the Christmas season for many centuries.”

Ms. Shults rarely delves into any paranormal events circulating around these horrific stories. Instead, she…

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Twelve Night(mares) of Christmas: Day Six

Can’t get enough spooky stories? Then head on over to https://www.americanhauntingsink.com for a whole website full of the strange, the mysterious, true crime, and ghosts galore! Troy Taylor, one of the country’s premiere paranormal investigators, has written well over a hundred books on the macabre and the supernatural. Fans of true crime and of ghostly tales will find well-loved stories and hidden gems among Taylor’s many works. Love history? Visit  troytaylorbooks.blogspot.com for tales from America’s past.


Be sure to stop by http://darrenmarlar.com/2017/11/28/twelve-nightmares-christmas/ to see what the folks at Weird Darkness are up to today! Today, Darren will be bringing you several stories from Spirits of Christmas: “The York Museum Ghost”, “The Sea Captain’s Ghost”,  “The Frozen Lovers”,(another of my favorites!), “Ghost Cat”, “Saying Goodbye”, “The Death Coach”, and “Sir Geoffrey Walks”. Sit back and enjoy a full evening of Christmas spooky, brought to you by myself and Weird Darkness. If you like what you hear, you can always subscribe to Darren’s podcast.Visit www.weirddarkness.com to subscribe.


Twelve Night(mares) of Christmas: Day Five

Okay, here’s a weird one for you.

What do you get when you cross a horse’s skull, a bedsheet, and a book of Dr. Seuss?

Well, the Welsh get Mari Lwyd.


Mari Lwyd is definitely what you’d call a party animal. The “Gray Mare” is a bedazzled horse’s skull that’s carried around on a pole, the bearer being hidden under a white sheet. Mari Lwyd and her entourage go from house to house (or from pub to pub, because booze) singing Christmas carols and being generally rowdy. When Mari Lwyd shows up at the door, her posse and the folks inside have an insult contest in rhyme — a “yo mamma” fight brought to you by Dr. Seuss. No matter who wins, Mari Lwyd is invited into the house (or the pub, because BOOZE). The theory is that she is so disturbing that evil spirits are freaked out just by looking at her, and vacate the premises.

In Celtic Britain, the horse was a symbol of power and fertility. White or gray horses were thought to have the power to cross between this world and the next. So the Gray Mare, dressed in white with ribbons and spangles decorating her skull, returns from the Underworld at the turning of the year. She brings luck to any place she enters, in keeping with the Christmas spirit.

For more Christmas monsters, check out Spirits of Christmas, available online at Barnes and Noble and at Amazon. And possibly other places too.

And hop on over to  http://darrenmarlar.com/2017/11/28/twelve-nightmares-christmas/ for more holiday happenings. Today Darren brings you “The Aircraft Carrier Glory“, “Number 149 Squadron” (one of my personal favorites!!!), “Back Already?”, “Told You So”, “Dear Theodosia”, and “Last Wishes”. If you like what you hear, you can always subscribe to the Weird Darkness podcast, to get more dark weirdness forever! Visit www.weirddarkness.com to subscribe.


Twelve Night(mares) of Christmas: Day Four

I grew up surrounded by books (lucky me!!!). When I was in fifth grade, I discovered a book at my grandmother’s house called Mysterious New England. I blame this book in part for encouraging my childhood obsession with the weird and strange.

One of the stories in the book that has stayed with me all these years is the tale of the Vermont Resurrections. In the 1880s, a man wrote in to a Vermont newspaper to tell a tale he’d found in his uncle’s diary.

The uncle had been invited to a cabin deep in the Vermont woods to witness a strange and shocking process. Six people — two women, four men — were going to be frozen alive.

One of the men was young, only about thirty, but was crippled. The other five people were elderly. All six of them were given some sort of drugged drink. When they were knocked out, they were undressed down to their underclothes, and taken outside and placed on wooden boards. There, as the winter night fell and the hours dragged past, they were allowed to freeze. Their limbs stiffened, and their faces, hands and feet turned waxy. When they were considered ready, they were buried in a deep pit and covered with straw, then branches to keep out predators. The people overseeing this process encouraged the narrator to come back in May, when the frozen corpses would be brought back to life.

The narrator was appalled at this, but he couldn’t stay away. The next spring, he came back. The bodies had been dug up and placed in tubs full of warm water. After several hours, color began to seep back into the waxen faces, and one by one, the people blinked, sat up, and looked around. They seemed none the worse for wear — refreshed, in fact, by their long winter’s nap.

Do you call shenanigans on this story? It seems crazy, too strange to be true. I read it as an impressionable fifth-grader who wanted to believe. There were strange things afoot in the New England woods in the nineteenth century. Was this just a tall tale? Or did six people actually sleep the Vermont winter away under twenty feet of snow?

Find more tales of winter weirdness in Spirits of Christmas: The Dark Side of the Holidays, available online at Barnes and Noble and Amazon, and at fine booksellers everywhere. And please visit Darren Marlar at http://darrenmarlar.com/2017/11/28/twelve-nightmares-christmas/ for even more spooky winter fun. Today, Darren brings you “Strange Happenings at Tod House”, “Professor Gladstone and the Murderer”, “The Mackey Haunting”, “The Dug Hill Booger”, and “The Old Royal Ascot Hotel” from Spirits of Christmas. If you like what you hear, you can always subscribe to the Weird Darkness podcast, to get more dark weirdness forever! Visit www.weirddarkness.com to subscribe.


Twelve Night(mares) of Christmas: Day Three

It was four days after Christmas in 1876, and the Lake Shore Pacific Express was behind schedule.

The express train traveled through the dark night, pulled by two massive locomotives, “Socrates” and “Columbia”. A storm made for slow going, even with the two engines. Winds in excess of 40 mph blew drifting snow over the tracks and cut visibility. The engineer riding in “Socrates”, the first locomotive, peered out through the whirling dark. The bridge over the Ashtabula River was just ahead, and a thousand feet beyond that was the station. Socrates pulled Columbia behind her, and they both pulled two express cars, two baggage cars, one smoking car, three sleeping cars and three coaches through the dark night.

The engineer listened intently to the clickety-clack of Socrates’ wheels as the train started across the bridge. In the blowing snow, with limited visibility, the engineer was guiding the train mostly by the cone of light in front of him and the sound of the wheels underneath.

Suddenly that sound changed from a steady, reassuring clacking to a jarring jolt. The cone of warm yellow light from the train’s headlight illuminated only dark blank sky. The bridge was collapsing, and taking the train down with it.

The engineer shoveled coal into Socrates’ boiler in a frantic race against time and gravity. Socrates surged forward, her engineer urging her to the other side of the bridge, to safety. The weight of the rest of the train hung in the air for a bare moment, and Socrates’ engines glowed red-hot with the strain …


Read the rest of the story in Spirits of Christmas: The Dark Side of the Holidays, available on Amazon, Barnes and Noble, and other bookstores.


And please visit http://darrenmarlar.com/2017/11/28/twelve-nightmares-christmas/ for more holiday strangeness. Today, Darren will be sharing “Merry Christmas from the Bell Witch” and “The Murder of Thelma Todd” from Spirits of Christmas. If you like what you hear, you can always subscribe to the Weird Darkness podcast, to get more dark weirdness forever! Visit www.weirddarkness.com to subscribe.24167484_554090251607294_1831495809_o

Twelve Night(mares) of Christmas: Day Two: Fun Christmas Shenanigans

While puttering around the Interwebs, I’ve run across some great websites that are well worth your free time. I’ll be putting up links to a few: here’s the first one.

The dynamic duo of Greg and Dana Newkirk are the driving force behind the Traveling Museum of the Paranormal and Occult. I’ve done several episodes of Lights Out with the professional weirdos, and it’s always been a blast. (You can listen to those episodes here, here, and here, if you like.)

Dana and Greg are also great about keeping their fans entertained with their websites, which include Planet Weird. Here’s where you can find loads of fantastic articles about the paranormal, the strange, the macabre, and yes, the weird. And there are plenty of articles about the dark side of the holidays, too, like this one here. Go check it out … then don’t forget to check under the bed!


And Darren’s got a cornucopia of strangeness over at Weird Darkness. Today he’ll be doing “The USS Constellation”, “Lord Combermere Returns”, “The Brown Lady of Raynham Hall”, “The Ghost of Anne Boleyn”, “The Eilean Mor Lighthouse”, “The Mystery of the Mary Celeste“, and “The Palatine Light”. And if you like what you hear, you can always subscribe to the Weird Darkness podcast, to get more dark weirdness forever! Enjoy more festivosity at http://darrenmarlar.com/2017/11/28/twelve-nightmares-christmas/24167476_554090241607295_991366375_o

He’s Makin’ A List …

Are YOU making a list?


If you are, and there are, you know, books for deserving people on that list, you can find Spirits of Christmas at several fine bookselling establishments in Peoria (and coming soon to Maurie’s in Pekin, too). Spirits of Christmas is currently darkening the shelves at Lit. On Fire Used Books (712 W. Main Street, Peoria). Don’t let the “used books” part of the store’s name throw you. You can get brand-new, pristine, gorgeous copies of the book there, as well as other titles like 44 Years in Darkness and Fractured Spirits: Hauntings at the Peoria State Hospital. It’s also taking up shelf space at Acme Comics (2218 W. Glen Street, Peoria).


And I am very pleased to say that it spent less than a day on the New Book shelf at Fondulac Library before being checked out.


Twelve Night(mares) of Christmas: Day One

We are going to start things off with a bang, and with a brand-new episode of Lights Out! I am delighted to bring you this super-cool episode, recorded in June 2017 in Plymouth. I’ll be joined by the ever-fabulous Janice Williams, tour guide for Dead of Night Tours in Plymouth. She’ll tell us the creepy tale of the Wreck of the General Arnold, a brig that went aground on Christmas Day in White Flats just offshore from Plymouth. https://youtu.be/xZY-ntKexJk


There’s fun stuff over at Weird Darkness, too. Darren’s got wonderful Christmas ghost stories for you, including “The Flash Flood”, “The Haunting of Hundley House”, “The Messenger of Donner Pass”, and “House of Plenty”. And if you like what you hear, you can always subscribe to the Weird Darkness podcast, to get more dark weirdness forever! So be sure to visit http://darrenmarlar.com/2017/11/28/twelve-nightmares-christmas/24167476_554090241607295_991366375_o

Twelve Night(mares) of Christmas: Coming Soon to a Computer Screen Near You!

Are you guys ready for Christmas yet? Let’s get everyone in the Christmas spirit with the Twelve Days — or Twelve Nights — oh heck, let’s do the TWELVE NIGHTMARES OF CHRISTMAS!

I’m pleased to say that I’m partnered for the next twelve days with Darren Marlar of Weird Darkness. We’ve put our heads together and come up with twelve days of Christmas creepiness for your holiday delight. Keep an eye on this space for ghoulish goodness, and do visit Darren’s podcast site or pop straight over to http://darrenmarlar.com/2017/11/28/twelve-nightmares-christmas/ to see what he’s got for you. (Big huge thanks to Darren for designing the gorgeous banners you’re going to be seeing on the site for the next twelve days.) (And yes, I know the “twelve days of Christmas” is really Christmas Eve to Epiphany. I got it, so please don’t rip me a new one in the comments. I just wanted to get everyone in the Christmas mood before the big day.)

So! Grab your copy of Spirits of Christmas — or ask someone to get it for you for the holiday — and let’s curl up by the fire and rock out with some ghost stories! Find Spirits of Christmas at Barnes and Noble or Amazon, and don’t forget, the ebook is out there in electronland too.



Well This is Fun!

Here’s what’s creeping around the Interwebs this weekend:

I went to an authors’ fair last weekend in Sterling, Illinois, at the library there. I had a great time, and there was a reporter wandering around. I snagged him and brought him over to the table I was sharing with another author. Here’s what happened next: http://www.saukvalley.com/2017/12/02/theyve-had-quite-the-storied-lives-readers-meet-the-writers-at-authors-fair-in-sterling/ao92lxn/

And way back on Halloween, I did a presentation, along with Loren Hamilton, at the library in Jacksonville, Illinois. The library now has copies of my books, and they were kind enough to brag about it: http://www.myjournalcourier.com/features/lifestyle/116650/shelf-life-115