Stairs that creak in time with disembodied footsteps in the middle of the night. Frying pans that go missing and turn up weeks later where everyone had already searched for them. This is no story, this was my childhood, and it began a life long passion for the paranormal. A love of reading bled into a love of writing even when I was still young, and despite the time constraints of job and family, I still find time to tell the stories swirling in my head. So if you've a desire to spend time with supernatural things, let me spin you a tale...