There is a problem with how the word paranormal is used because it is often utilized in a way that is perhaps not consistent with the original intent.
Yes New Orleans, Louisiana is steeped in history, culture, fine arts and friendly gregarious people. And all those ingredients seem to peak every Apr...
Were there hard and fast rules I followed when writing? Not likely. I'm lazier than that. Was there a formula for a succesful novel? If there were, we'd all be bestselling authors. What was I going to tell this room full of people who had paid money to glean knowledge from me?
Ask any group of authors what inspired them to write their novels, and you'll get a collection of answers as different as the books themselves.
No, I believe in ghosts now because, at every reading I've done, no matter where in the country I am, people tell me about the otherworldly experiences they've had.
Watching Sky Ferreira in her video for the track "Everything is Embarrassing" conjures memories of Madonna in the '80s, a time when playful sensuality was captured in a single glance and a slight smile breathed effortless flirtation.
And it's not just snow ghosts -- the towering pine trees draped in snow and encrusted by a layer of ice -- which sparkle against an unforgivingly cold blue sky.
I went on a spiritual journey and realized devoting my present to a moment in the past is unhealthy. There are too many problems continuing in the world at large, much less the world around me. I'm too powerful to stand still waiting on the world to change.
While other teenagers were going to the mall and making out with one another, I was chatting it up with the witch at our local occult store about the best techniques for tarot card reading.
Why do we love terrifying ourselves? I am sure we've all experienced those spine-tingling moments as a child telling the most frightening stories late at night when parents are asleep.
When we first came to America a long time ago, Ngoai, my maternal grandmother, suffered a sort of crisis of faith. She prayed and lit incense sticks and tapped the copper gong to call our ancestors' spirits, but she was no longer convinced that her prayers were heard.
Another golden opportunity presented itself last week when it was announced that Phillip Roth had written his last book. (Not so fast, Phil.)
Maybe you've read Roth. If so, you might have read his "dirtiest" book, Portnoy's Complaint. Or one of the short, recent novels, like The Humbling. But in the end, I'd lure you to Roth or remind you of his greatness with what he wrote at the beginning.
Remember what it feels like to hold an actual book in your hand? Whether you're into fiction, biographies or The Hunger Games, the library has always been a place to sit in quiet and lose yourself in someone else's world for a while.
Close the blinds, light a single candle, put on that hideous orange cassette tape of haunted house sounds you bought at the thrift shop and lost on the floor of your car for eight years, and crack open one of the following.
On November 6, 2012, Jane Austen will vote for Barack Obama. With the specter of Mitt Romney as president, her ghost is nothing to fear.