Have you ever heard voices when no one else is in the room? I have, not only characters from books, but other worldly voices. Am I psycho? Maybe and maybe not. I heard a comment that writers are never alone, and I can vouch for that. I do have characters yelling at me to get their story told.
That's right yelling at me. Poor Tavin MacLellan, the keeper in my newest novel yelled for almost three weeks. I kept telling him he had to wait until Tawny and Timmy got married before his chance to get onto the paper would arrive. Darn pushy scot anyway. Well he's better now that he's found someone else to be interesting in, namely Viola. But I'm drifting off. Where was I? Oh yeah.
Voices, not the characters in my head, but a actual voice. I've watched Ghost Hunters and I can see that I'm not alone. But hey, is there anyone out there that's heard voices late at night in their house? I'd love to hear the stories, if you don't mind sharing. I also like the scary ghost stuff, so share those too.
I used to live in a haunted house, just ask my kids. When I got married to a mechanic, there ended up being cars in other places than the driveway. My ghost, who just happened to be a man, seemed a bit upset about that. He actually yelled at me about letting someone put cars in the garden. The nerve of some ghosts. It was my house after all. It made me wonder exactly what he was doing, and why he thought he should be able to dictate what happened at the house. Curious little thoughts.