Supernatural
Date Published: 06-10-2023
Publisher: Sky Publishing
Outraged when The Post Gazette overlooks him for a promotion, 43-year-old Sportswriter Christian Kane quits the Paper and moves to the country to write fiction. Inspiration flows from a grave he stumbles upon in the woods. He pens The Legend of Rachel Petersen, a fascinating story revolving around the dead twelve-year-old girl who was laid to rest beneath the weathered tombstone in 1863. His book climbs the Best Seller lists; then Hollywood adapts it into a blockbuster movie. Kane becomes rich and famous; but then! Does an enraged Rachel become more than a figment of the writer’s imagination and rise from her grave, seeking revenge on him for slandering her name?
Page 36
The wind picked up a bit and carried dry leaves off in a small whirlwind that danced around the tombstone. Then, the miniscule tornado lingered as it crisscrossed back and forth over the grave.
Page 55
The usually very shy and timid twelve-year-old girl tugged at the good doctor’s suitcoat. With tear filled eyes, she frantically begged, “Please Doctor Ferguson, make Momma better. You can’t let her die! Please wake her up! You have to!”
Page 71
Thaddeus looked up and calmly told his brother, “She’s gonna slice your throat too, I tell ya. She’s pissed because you sleep in her bed, ya know.”
The spoonful of soup he then swallowed poured out from the wide-open gash in his throat; pieces of cubed beef, peas, and carrots, trickled down his shirt.
Page 82
His eyes widened and his jaw fell open. Floating on top of the broth were the words... ‘help me’... spelled out with the alphabet macaroni! Thaddeus quickly stirred his soup and watched in awe as the words reappeared amongst the chunks of chicken, chopped celery, and diced carrots — ‘help me.’
Page 86
Thaddeus stopped talking when he noticed one of the two old hickory rocking chairs begin to rock back and forth. However, nobody could be seen sitting in it, and there was no breeze whatsoever!
Page 139
“You did not view these pictures on your computer before sending them, did you?”
“No, why? Is there a problem that’s going to delay publishing?”
“No! The exact opposite! In every one of the photos of you by the grave, about a foot away from you... There’s a freaking orb!”
Living in Western Pennsylvania all my life, I’ve been an avid Whitetail hunter since old enough to tote a rifle, which is also about as long as I’ve had a fondness for word games and literature.
While hunting one year, I actually did stumble upon a weathered tombstone in the middle of the woods.
While waiting patiently for that big buck to cross my path, I had plenty of time to ponder the dead girl's fate, which I was then driven to write.
Eerily enough, this is the premise of The Legend of Rachel Petersen, my first novel published in 2012, which I recently revised.
A newly retired transformer repairman, I refer to Johnstown, Pennsylvania, a small town outside of Pittsburgh, as home.
My wife Becky and I share our abode with two retrievers - Piper, and Remmy.
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