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Traumatized..by Alexander S. Brown

Dark Fiction lovers and horror fans won’t want to miss this chance, to explore the world of the supernatural,  the occult, dark creatures, maniacs and eternal damnation,  in Alexander S .Brown’s book,  Traumatized. Published in 2008 by Xlibris.

Fans of the horror genre are in for a treat as Alexander S. Brown presents a fascinating and raw collection of  15 short stories and novellas that will surely bring chills down your spine.

I had the opportunity to meet the author, Alexander S. Brown, at the  February Fright Fest 2011, in Jackson Mississippi this month.  I also had the pleasure of exchanging books with Mr. Brown. He is a delightful person, with a sincere love for the horror genre. I found his book to be  quite an exciting surprise!  But, definately  not for the faint of heart, weak of mind, nor is it a book  for young readers.. 

Mr. Brown told some tales in his book, that not only made me shudder, but actually disturbed my core. This is the effect that a true horror story should leave the reader with.  If a horror story, doesn’t rake a nerve or two, then it isn’t worth reading, in my opinion. 

With that being said, Alexander S. Brown is a true, horror story-teller and excellent, dark fiction writer, he definately raked raw, a nerve or two of mine, with his chilling book of tales.  I had to keep reminding myself that it was just fiction. 

I encourage all horror and dark fiction fans, to get a copy for yourself  and read it…… but with fair warning…. you might be left, a bit Traumatized. 

I would like to thank Alexander Brown for his permission in using his photo and his cover art for this blog post, and for taking the time to speak with me about his book, for allowing me the opportunity to read it, and write a blog post about it for our Darkpens readers. But mostly, thanks, for giving me the creepy crawlies, I love that in a good book of horror stories.

You can read more about Traumatized  and the author, Alexander S. Brown, or check out an excerpt from the book, by visiting www.traumatizedsouls.com or by going to the publishers website at www.Xlibris.com

Book Review and Darkpens Post written by Angela L Burke- MSSPI Darkpens Blogger

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Something Unseen by Stephen Hill

Stephen Hill takes you on a spine tingling journey into the mysteries of the afterlife and what awaits us on the other side. A mysterious voice captured on the audio of his camcorder during a local cemetery visit causes him to question his perception of reality, religion and even his own sanity. These questions lead him back to the cemetery in an attempt to find answers to mysteries that he cannot comprehend. He soon realizes that something has followed him home from the graveyard, something that wants to make it’s presence known. Yes, Something Unseen!

This gripping tale of one man’s journey into the other side will keep you on the edge of your seat. Stephen Hill went into the graveyard that day to do a little genealogical research. He walked away with more than he bargained for. What happens when we die? Is that it, or is there more? After reading this book you may never look at the afterlife the same again! This book may haunt you…so don’t read it alone!

About the Author- Stephen Hill
 Stephen Hill is an Empath and an Electronic Medium. He is also the Founder of Piedmont Paranormal Research and is a haunted homeowner. You can check out some of his work on his YouTube Channels at
 
 
 Book Review
 I had the pleasure of reading Something Unseen last night and I have to say, that I was very impressed at Stephen HIll’s story telling ability. I read the book from start to finish in 4 hours without stopping. It held my attention the entire time and I couldn’t wait to read what happened next. I think it is a really great book and one that all paranormal investigators and researchers should take the time to read. I enjoyed the fact that it was based on his personal experiences and I could identify with much of what he experienced and the questions that he asked himself. I also enjoyed his sense of humor as well as his ability to tell a chilling tale and I would highly recommend the book. My only disappointment was that I wanted to see his pictures and hear his audio clips for myself. So now I’m making my way to his paranormal website to do just that.

Excellent job Mr Hill ! Thank you for sharing your book with me and I certainly came away with a new way of looking at the paranormal. I’m sure that on my next trip to the cemetery, the experiences you shared in your book will be in the back of my mind. I enjoyed the book very much and am grateful that I had the chance to read it.

Angela L Burke Co Founder-Mississippi Society of Paranormal Investigators and Author of Hauntings In My Head.

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Witchcraft The History & Mythology

Written by Richard Marshall

The subject of witchcraft has exerted fascination throughout recorded history. Witchcraft The History & Mythology explores the bizarre and often political terrain of the witch’s universe. Tales of vampires and werewolves, legends of fairies and demons can be found here. As can be found the history of the very real and tragic human abominations of the witch burning times and the heroes who stood against these atrocities of madness. Sorcerer’s Merlin, Morgan le Fay, heroin Joan of Arc and villainess Medea, the hysterical youngsters of Salem Mass and the helpless innocence that they accused, are among the many stories and characters contained in its contents. Less well-known victims, men , women and children tortured and accused out of ignorances and ill wills, including the priest Urbain Grandier, who was accused of bewitching a convent with a bunch of roses and was then burned alive. Because the arts of magic and the fears of them are timeless and universal, the scope of this book covers content from all continents and includes many modern forms of witchcraft today. Lavishly illustrated from sources around the world, with engravings, photographs, woodcuts and the art of those with a compelling interest in mythology and the occult.

Witchcraft The History & Mythology provides a comprehensive and balanced account of a sometimes dark and misunderstood subject and sheds light on some of its legends, myths and historical origins.

About The Author

Richard Marshall of Yorkshire England, was educated at St. John’s College, University of Cambridge. He lives in upstate New York. He was the chief contributing writer for Reader’s Digest Mysteries of The Unexplained ( 1982) and a collection of essays published as Strange Amazing & Mysterious Places ( 1993)HarperCollins. The Updated version of Witchcraft History & Mythology includes new material on Wicca and modern witchcraft by contributing editor Clare Gibson. Published 1995 & 2006 by Saraband Ltd. The Arthouse 752-756-Argyke St, Glasgow G3 8UJ Scotland. ISBN-10 1-887354-03-4

Personal Review

I personally own and have read the book and often refer to it while doing research related to paranormal related history and legends. I found it very informative as well as interesting reading and the illustrations and graphics were excellent. I believe that all paranormal researchers should have a copy of it in their library as a reference source. 

this review submitted by Angela L Burke – MSSPI Case & Research Manager

Cover Art courtesy of The Library of Congress, Prints and Photographs Division of a nineteenth century poster illustration.

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Waking Brigid

Waking Brigid is Francis Clark’s first novel. A devoted Savannah native, Clark has captured the essence of the city in this book, while evoking the evils both human and unhuman that descend upon a place- and those with the moral courage to confront that evil. After a career in advertising and magazines, Clark devoted himself to writing full time and completed Waking Brigid and one other novel prior to his untimely death in 2007.

The story is set in the post Civil War era in which Savannah has escaped largely unscathed. But the horrors of war and the madness that men do linger in the air.  A beautiful Irish nun Brigid Rourke arrives in this dark and battered city to do good in the service of her faith as a nurse.  As a child she was given over to the Church to ensure her survival in a time of great famine in her native Ireland. But to take her place in the Convent, she had to reject her pagan heritage. But the gifts of being an “heriditary” with the gifts some would consider the workings of a “witch” still remain deep inside her. She strives to keep her secret and perform her duties in the Church, all the while being drawn to her family pagan heritage. She is tested when a prominant Savannah native is brutally murdered in a local Insane Asylum behind it’s locked and bolted doors. As a select group of priest, trained in white magic conviene on the city, Brigid comes to know that their powers alone may not be enough to stop the evil that has been summond. The book is an amazing story of the clash between white magicians and satanic worshipers for the soul of the city of Savannah.

“I found this an excellent book, I could not put it down. The setting and the mystic of the city of Savannah and the fight between good and evil was outstanding. I would highly recommend the book to those who like stories from the dark side.”  Angela L Burke of the MSSPI Research team

Father Andrew Greely wrote:

” Imagine a coven of killers evil worshipers in post Civil War Savannah, a strong voodoo cult, and a band of doomed Catholic excorsists who depend for their safety on an Irish born nun with extraordinary gifts. Waking Brigid is a fast paced, nail biting fantasy tail of the perennial battle between good and evil- and good of course speaks with a brogue! “

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The Story of Ann

 

It was my first nursing home job after I took the state board exams in 1988. The ground floor or “The Basement” as they called it, was my unit. It was below ground and had no windows. The hallways were long and dark and the walls were a dreadful shade of pale yellow. At night time, your footsteps echoed in the hallways and the dark shadows of the patient room doorways always felt like they had eyes.

I was the charge nurse for a total of 65 patients, who had all spent the majority of their lives in the County Insane Asylum. But due to budget cuts and despicable conditions the County facility had been closed down. These poor people had no where to go, except the streets, Most of them had no family or had lost what family they had, years ago.They were permanent wards of the State. Most were in no condition to care for themselves. so our facility had no choice, but to take them in. It was a really sad, frightening and tragic place and I will never forget my many experiences there.

But one woman in particular, stands out to me. Her name was Ann. She was an older woman in her early 70s. She was wheel chair bound and could not walk. Her hands were contorted with rheumatoid arthritis and she could not use them at all. But, the thing about her that I remember most, were her eyes. She was completely blind and her eyes looked like they were filled with thick pools of milk. The doctors said that she had severe cataracts. It was very weird, because she always knew, who had entered her room before you could even get a word out. She always knew when I was in the room no matter how quiet I was.

She was very pleasant and lucid most of the time and she would sit in her wheelchair for hours at the nurses station. I worked the 3-11pm. shift at the time and frequently pulled doubles on the graveyard shift as well. She was terrified to be left alone in her room, especially at night, and she always insisted on being the last patient to be assisted into bed. She never complained about anything but headaches, the only thing she ever asked for was Tylenol. She refused anything stronger for pain, because she said, she needed her wits to outsmart Charlie.

I didn’t know who Charlie was at first, so one day when she mentioned his name, I asked her who he was. She would whisper when she talked about him to me, because she was afraid he would hear her. She believed that Charlie was a demon and that sometimes he would get angry with her and stab and cut her with knives and torture her severely. Her clinical diagnosis was schizophrenia and multiple personality disorder. But I have to say, that after many, further years of working in the psych and geriatric fields, I still question this diagnosis.

I read her chart from cover to cover and could find no explanation or past traumatic experiences documented that would explain her condition. She had been a ward of the state for 41 years, which meant that she had spent her life in the asylum, since her early 30’s.

While I am not a doctor, I do know enough and have seen enough symptoms and behaviors in twenty years of nursing, to know how schizophrenic & multiples usually react. But, Ms. Ann was different. She would be sitting there at the desk, chatting happily about whatever and then all of a sudden, out of no where, her head would snap around as if someone had twisted her neck like a bread wrapper and her eyes would almost glow with white hot anger. Her voice would change, not to a man’s voice, but to the scariest, most evil sounding, growling voice I had ever heard. She would hiss and spit and use fowl language and threaten to kill me. She would sometimes be sitting quietly at the nurse’s station and she would let out the most blood- curdling screams and scare the living hell out of me. Sometimes, I would hear her having conversations with Charlie. She would go back and forth, from one voice to the other, as if you and I were sitting here, having a conversation. This evil sounding voice was Charlie. I would sometimes listen in on her conversations with Charlie. I was hoping to find a clue as to what had caused her multiple personality disorder. But, what I heard was not an explanation.

He would threaten to gouge her eyes out with safety pins. He would threaten to cut her breasts off with dull knives and do terrible, wicked things to her. When I asked her why he was there and where he came from, she would tell me that he was a demon who wanted her soul. She said that, he would take control over her body and she would not be able to stop him. She said, that he had been torturing her for years, but no one believed her. She told me that when she was younger, she had consulted a doctor to try and help her get rid of the demon, but he had locked her away in an asylum and told her that Charlie wasn’t real. She begged to differ.

She would cry and plead for my forgiveness and tell me how much she loved me, and how I was her angel. She would beg me not to leave her. She told me that Charlie, did not like me caring for her and that I had to be careful of him, because he was wicked and would sneak up on me and try to hurt me. Then, in the next breath, Charlie would appear and threaten me with the vilest of threats, both sexual and physical.

One night , she was sitting at the nurse’s station and she asked me for some Tylenol. I got the medicine for her and as I was holding the cup up for her to take a sip of water, her arms contorted in an almost impossible way, her white eyes flew open in a glare and appeared to burn right thru me. She hissed an evil hiss, sending spittle into my face and grabbed me by the wrist with an unbelievable amount of strength. She squeezed my wrists so hard, that I had purple bruises on my wrist afterward. She growled at me in a demonic voice and said, “You think you can save her, but her soul belongs to me and if you get in my way, bitch you will be next.” It scared me like nothing ever has. It was a very terrifying experience.

It took two nurse aides to pry her fingernails out of my skin. I only worked there for 6 more months, I could not take it anymore, after I was attacked and suffered fractures of the ribs and nose by another, out of control patient, I changed jobs. But before I left there, I would see & experience something that is burned into my mind forever.

One night, Ann had begged me not to put her to bed. She said ” Charlie is coming for me and I am afraid that I will not live through the night, Please let me stay here with you!” Before I could respond, Charlie appeared for a brief moment, He laughed a spine chilling laugh and taunted me, in a sing song voice, saying, ” go ahead sweet angel, put Ms. Ann to bed for me” It was very unnerving, but she had been up for hours, and I was worried that she would get sores from sitting in her chair so long. So I insisted that she at least, lie down and try and rest. I will forever wonder if that was a mistake on my part.

As I made my last rounds for the night, before my shift ended, I entered her room. The curtain was drawn halfway and her bedside lights were off. There was an eerie feeling in the room as if something were terribly wrong. It was very cold and dark and extremely quiet. I approached her bedside as quietly as I could, I was horrified at what I saw. As I drew back the curtain and shined my flashlight towards her bed, I saw her, she was pale and her eye sockets looked like they had sunken in. She had deep scratch marks on her arms and abdomen and face, as if she had been trying to dig something out from under her skin. She had foam on the edges of her gapping mouth and her eyes were wide open, but they still looked as if ,she were looking right at me. She had both her hands up around her own throat as if she were being strangled. I reached towards her and quietly spoke her name, there was no response. She was dead.

There was no family to notify and due to her age and basically a lack of caring on the States part, there was no autopsy, so I never, really knew what she died from. The doctor ruled her death as undetermined.

I was told that she was buried in the potters field at the city cemetery.

I will never forget her face and her eyes, her fearful pleas, that I not put her to bed and the sound of Charlie’s demonic, evil voice singing his wicked taunts at me.

If she did have schizophrenia or multiple personality disorder, I know, that it was a living hell for her to live with, especially in total darkness. But to me, it was the closest thing to demonic possession, I hope I ever see . I pray, that God is merciful, that he has spared her from her hell, as I feel that no one deserves to live that kind of tortured existence, whether in this life or the next.

I will always wonder if Charlie, really was a true demon.

by Angela L Burke

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