I’m spending the weekend running from one ghost investigation to another. You won’t hear me complaining.

Speaking of ghost investigations, I’m continuing on with These Haunted Hills. I was just out there last night doing an investigation in the woods. This is into the next chapter where Brendan is with Josh’s team of ghost hunters for the first time (instead of just Josh and Cassia). They’re investigating a haunted house. Hunter is one of the team members.

He’d helped Hunter run cables for the equipment, soaking in the procedure and eliciting a promise from Hunter to write it up so Brendan would have something to pull from later. He no longer trusted his memory entirely. The depression ate at everything, his relationships, his creativity and his memory. It would help to have a backup. Brendan was glad this wasn’t a new job he was expected to do well in because he thought he’d fail. He should stick to being a storyteller. It was something he knew he excelled at.

A night shot going into the woods that you often read about here in this story

Inside the cave at night (It’s a recess cave so there’s plenty of night sky to be seen, go little orbs go, though this is all dust/water vapor not the supernatural)

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It was yet another hellish week but mid-terms are over and the three brand new 8 week online classes are over and I can breathe again (teaching 8 classes in a semester is a bit much, I’ve literally done my entire year’s worth of teaching in 8 weeks and they’re annoyed they’ll have to pay me overtime). I’m heading out to the woods for a walk to relax.

Finishing out the scene in Josh’s house in These Haunted Hills (which I’m slating to finish during nano, going rogue and trying to finish two outstanding novels rather than start a third unfinished one). As a reminder since it’s been a while since it was mentioned, Brendan was married once and his young son died of cancer a few years back. (which is relevant to this snippet)

Brendan found the new toothbrush easily enough but that was the only easy part. He stripped down and slid under the covers. Thoughts of Josh just a few doors down was doing something to his heart that he hadn’t planned on. He could picture Josh in that bed. He’d probably sleep in boxers and that was one step too far for him. It was the tipping point.

What was he thinking? Guilt crushed him into the mattress. He shouldn’t be thinking of this. Moving on meant letting go and how could he possibly let go? Brendan clamped a hand over his mouth, tears leaking from his eyes, running down his face, pooling in his ears. With the other hand, he cradled his glass pendant. He simply couldn’t do this.

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This week has been as nuts as the last one, midterms written and graded, new fridge and fixed porch (which caused a lot of me moving stuff around in that kitchen so they could work), my brother and his wife coming tomorrow, edits on my CHristmas novella. But at least I got to everyone’s snippets this time.

Still continuing with These Haunted Hills, I’ve skipped over the ghost evidence review (which Brendan found boring) it’s very late night and they’re all going upstairs to bed.

“Considered me warned. Goodnight Josh.”

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I feel bad. I’m behind in my reading but this week has had the house next door burning down (on purpose, they were knocking it down but then got the bright idea, let’s set it on fire), broken windshields, making and grading midterms and then four days of my blood sugar going from 350 to 90 and back again over and over which is draining. I will catch up, promise)

I’m continuing with These Haunted HIlls. I’m going nano rebel and finishing this as part of the 50K. I’ve moved them out of the kitchen and they’re at Josh’s house on the couch (Cass in a chair) watching the video evidence of their ghost investigation.

Something huge and heavy jumped up on the couch. Brendan jumped, bumping shoulders with Josh. One of the largest cats he’d ever seen strode across the pillow and parked itself next to him. White fronted, the cat sported a blanket of dark grey tabby.

Josh shot her a glare. “Hush you…though that was true. And now that they’re here you’re never going to be rid of them.”

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