What inspired you to write Holy Ghosts?
On a cold evening in March 2007, I went to my three-year-old son’s room to get him a pair of socks. His room was dark except for a small night-light that cast a puddle of light against the wall. As I was in the room, I had a strange feeling that I was being watched. I turned around and saw nothing out of the ordinary. I wrote it off as just my imagination, but after I grabbed the socks and I turned to walk downstairs I felt something, the intensity of which I had never felt before. The only way I can describe it is as if someone had an electric glove and was rubbing the length of my back. I couldn’t move, not because I was paralyzed but because it was so odd. It didn’t last long and I was quick to write it off as nothing, and I probably would have forgotten the incident entirely except the sensation began to happen on a regular basis. And it only happened while I was in the room alone. It never happened when my wife was with me or when my son was with me or if the three of us were in the room together.
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