Author, blogger, cat wrangler.
Most ghost stories take place in houses that have histories, have been well-lived in, that have seen tragedy and death. So imagine my surprise when I moved into a brand new house that my mother built and had my most paranormal experience ever. I think a lot of pre-teen and teen-aged girls have paranormal experiences… Continue reading Blogoween Day 30 – True Terror Tuesday: The House That Mom Built
I've always been leery of public restrooms. There are plenty of reasons to be: they're a room full of doors with typically only one way in and out, and when inside you're at your most vulnerable. But I've also always had a tiny bladder, so more often than I wish, I've found myself in dimly-lit,… Continue reading Blogoween Day 23 – True Terror Tuesday: A Haunting in St. Pete
Note: This is written in first person, and sounds a lot like normal blogging me. Though it's based on true events, it is, obviously, fiction. It was written originally in an attempt at the NoSleep style, part one to a longer story. Perhaps I'll continue, only time will tell, but I do think it can… Continue reading Blogoween Day 12 – Freaky Fiction Friday: Saber and Parchment
Best Friends Marianne is my best friend. We’ve been together since the beginning of time, or at least it feels that way since I can’t remember an instance from before we met. When we were very little we would play most of the day and even sometimes at night when we were meant to… Continue reading Blogoween Day 5 – Freaky Fiction Friday: Best Friends
Let's start light, shall we? Oh, and if you'd like a little ambiance, I created a fun haunted house-style mix over at Ambient Mixer. A few years ago, Husband and I were living in New Tampa, Florida which isn't a real place, it's just a bourgeois name some wealthy but uncreative people came up with… Continue reading Blogoween Day 2 – True Terror Tuesday: The Spirits of Bourgeois Swamp
Winter begins today in the northern hemisphere, though being so close to the equator it certainly doesn't feel like it. Tampa was a VERY balmy 70 degrees FÂ by the time I went outside at 6:30 this morning and the high was 80. But the winter solstice is not necessarily about the cold, but about darkness,… Continue reading Blogmas: The Longest Night
"I'll not have it this year," Lady Allerton stood stiffly in the entrance to the parlor, hands folded, chin raised just so. Her tone was light, almost pleasant, but her clenched jaw told them that she meant business. The sack of gold on the tea table didn't hurt either. "This thing," the word seemed to… Continue reading Blogmas: A Haunted Holiday Pt 1
A.K. Caggiano 