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Excerpt from Mama Cee and the Swamp Child, Richard in Brad Steiger's, Real Zombies, the Living Dead, and Creatures of the Apocalypse.
How to Increase Your Abilities Using Telepahty Techniques. Psychic-Magic. Weird, Wonderful Paranormal and New Age Topics. August 1, 2011.
Mid Rivers Review: A Literary Journal, 2008
... Driving on the back roads along the Mississippi bayou looked no different than the swamp of St. Tammy Parish where I first met Mama. She was summoned to comfort the young widow Mary whose son had been missing for hours. As a search party was formed to scour the veins of the swamp, loud screams of the young child could be heard echoing at the distance. By the time they had found the boy, he was nearly dead. He had been tied to a cypress stump and left in the elements to die. His body was covered with flies and mosquitoes and two large gashes formed an X on his forehead. No one knew for sure who would do such a thing. Rumor had it that the child’s birth brought bad luck and certain evil to the swamp. Mama Cee took pity on the boy, and after his mother died, she raised him. That child was Richard.
It would be my love for Mama that would take me into parts unknown on Bayou LaCroix, and on All Soul’s night, the bayou became a different world. I drove on the narrow road which wound and curved around tall grasses. I had a feeling that the grasses harbored another life on the other side of it. The sounds of alligators chirping and bellowing let me know I was deep into the bayou. “Sir, I was born on an Air Force base. I’d know if I was inside of a hangar,” I retorted.“Yes, we know all about you. You’ve seen quite a few bases in your lifetime including Ft. Meade. NSA ring a bell? We also know you spent some time at the Pentagon. Care to share that with us?” he asked.“That has nothing to do with this,” I said. “I was just visiting.”“Visiting? No. No one just visits the NSA and the Pentagon without a reason,” he said smugly. “Never mind. Let’s go back to yesterday.”Special Agent Perry stepped forward and said, “We have reason to believe that you encountered an operative working against the United States. D.D. to be specific.”Excerpt from A Very Strange Job Interview: They Told Me It Was Time to Come Home With Them in Brad Steiger and Sherry Steiger's, Real Aliens, Space Beings, and Creatures from Other Worlds.
Excerpt from Encountering a Demonic Black Dog of Evil in Brad Steiger's, Real Vampires, Night Stalkers, and Creatures from the Darkside.
The sun was setting when I arrived at the strange house my grandparents now called home. The house was nothing compared to the two-story, farm house they moved from that sat on two hundred acres nestled near the only lake in the area. It was plain with wide, white planks that resembled every other house on Second Street in Bloomfield, Indiana. There was something eerily different about it. I wanted to leave and I should have left, but the others with me would not have understood. An uninviting aura surrounded the house and it appeared to have a life of its own. I quickly dismissed the thoughts when we were shuffled in the house and lead directly into the bedrooms we were to sleep in that night. Nothing looked unusual in the bedroom my sister and I was to share except an antique, cast iron crib that had been passed down through several generations to my grandmother.
"What They Should Have Done"
An ode to all races and classes of people whose lives were affected by Hurricane Katrina and from the failure of the State of Louisiana and the City of New Orleans to provide adequate emergency preparation and protection for its citizens.
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