Monday, September 30, 2013

Catching up

I think I have promo fatigue. I'm sure you do too! My gratitude to those who have followed along the Cursed book tour and various interviews. It's been so intense, I honestly haven't written in more than a month. Am I ready to spontaneously combust? Possibly. I definitely need a date with my laptop.

October's going to be crazy-busy and I wish I could have another monthlong Halloween celebration with guests, but I think if I tried at this point, it might be too much. I'll try to make up for it over the December holidays!

I'll be taking my historical, Betting It All, on a blog tour in October. A shorter tour than Cursed. :) And I need to plan some blog swaps with Decadent 1NS authors to help celebrate their 200th 1Night Stand story - yet to be announced! - in October, the 14th through 20th.

Lots more good stuff coming up in October, including a local event where I'll be signing books, juggling fire wands and making balloon animals, so stay tuned.

But I wanted to share some non-writing stuff as well. Occasionally, I do leave the house and do other things, lol.

I shared some of this on Facebook, but bear with me - it gets better. :)

In July, hubby and I visited Gettysburg for the 150th anniversary of the battle. We stopped by the Farnsworth Inn to have a drink on their outside patio, and I couldn't help but notice the shots in the bricks near the roof:


I've taken a few photography classes and know it's best to bracket your shots (take a few in a row just in case you screw up one or two), so I zoomed in on the window:


And then I noticed the faces. I see two. When I shared these on Facebook, some people said they saw as many as five. The most prominent is the shadowy figure in the upper right hand corner of the window, a man wearing a floppy hat.

Here's a closer look:



A little freaky? Oh yeah. But it gets freakier. Weeks later, I came across this flyer for the Farnsworth House that I'd stashed away from a visit a few years ago:


Getting chills yet? Let me enlarge the top of that flyer for you:


I don't know if you can see the same image, but minus the rifle, that's who I see in the window.

Is it possible my subconscious remembered the flyer from years ago and imposed that image on the window? Maybe. It's one of those things we can never know for sure.

But I'm going back soon for a ghost tour. Maybe I'll run into him again!