Posted: April 8, 2014
… I know how hard it is to stay true to your paranormal self when you’re embroiled in the bright and shiny world of the normals.
(Note to the folks that have been here a long time: this is an addition to my Backstory page. I just found its draft in my files and decided to polish it up and include it. I could have backdated it, but I think it’s kinda fun, so it’s going up like any other post. I’ll eventually delete this little note and it will seem like it has always been here.)
I’m lucky. Now that my youngest child is 18 and going to college, I can afford to delve deep into the horror / paranormal world. I may not be eager to get arrested while doing a paranormal investigation, but having an encounter with a cop in graveyard in the wee hours would not disrupt the education nor destroy the social life of my spawn. These days, I could wear a pointy witch hat to the grocery store in April if I wanted … it’s even possible that neither of my kids would flinch if they happened to be along for the ride.