The Banta Inn G(Host)

Flo and I were absent last week. We took a trip up to Northern California. If you’re familiar with NoCal, or even if you’ve just heard about it, there’s more to the area than San Francisco. Weed, for example, and Dunsmuir, Mt. Shasta and even Tracy, home of the fabled, haunted Banta inn. We tookContinue reading “The Banta Inn G(Host)”

Mixed Medium

I’m rather off today. I woke up on the wrong side of the bed – that is to say, the side where Alvie used to sleep. For the past few months, I find myself scrunched up in a tiny corner of my bed’s side, as if I were the last pencil jammed into the fullContinue reading “Mixed Medium”


Flo figures paranormal skills are not genetic. “My two children, Grayson and Annie, are not psychic. And my parents, well, Skeptic could be their last name.” One day, Flo asked me how I thought she became a Medium. “Was I precocious as a child and my parents just talked me out of it? How didContinue reading “ESPrecocious”