I was born and raised in a small town in upstate South Carolina, where my journey as a writer began with blogging. What started as a simple way to share my thoughts and experiences eventually grew into something much more meaningful when I was encouraged to take my writing a step further. My first book, My Paranormal Life: A True Haunting, began as a private journal documenting my family’s experiences with what we believed to be a dark entity. As I continued to write and share my experiences, my journey took me even further. I went on to help co-found both a paranormal team and a cryptid team, allowing me to connect with others who have experienced things they could not easily explain. One of the things I treasure most about this journey is the opportunity to reach out to others and let them know they are not alone. Along the way, I have made many wonderful friends within both the paranormal and cryptid communities. Those friendships have opened the door for me to help others share their own stories. I understand firsthand how deeply personal and powerful these experiences can be. Everyone has a story, and I believe some stories deserve to be heard. By helping bring these experiences to the public, my hope is to contribute to further research and understanding in both fields while also giving those who share their stories a chance to find comfort, understanding, and perhaps even a sense of closure. It is truly an honor to be able to share these incredible accounts and bring you true stories of the unexplained. Thank you for joining me on this journey into the unknown.

Tuesday, May 17, 2016

Dogman, A True Encounter

Coming Soon

I am hoping to have this book out in the next couple of weeks!
This is the first Dogman book I have ever written. I am humbled and honored to be able to bring you this story of an unshakeable terror, a fear so raw that it still haunts to this day. I truly believe this book will change the way you see things the next time you enter the woods.


My name is Tami, and I'm forty-two years old. I was born and raised as an only child in New York. My parents and I lived in a three bedroom house in a “not so bad”, part of town.
At eighteen and fresh out of high school, I went to work in my families restaurant. It wasn't what I had wanted to do. And I hated every minute of it. But I hadn't received a scholarship and college just wasn't affordable right now. I had wanted to go and major in the arts. Then open up my own shop one day. So my future plans were pretty much set.
At twenty-two, I was still waiting tables when I met John. John stood out from the rest of our normal patrons with his cowboy boots and blue jeans. He had a beautiful smile and gentle eyes. It wasn't long before he became a regular and I fell in love.
After a whirlwind courtship and wedding, we moved to his hometown of Tennessee and the Great Smoky Mountains. Being from New York this was a very big adjustment for me. His family was very nice and before I knew it, I found myself fitting in. If I had only known then that these mountains contained a nightmare and I would leave them with a terror so raw that I would not fully recover. And I will never again set foot in those beautiful mountains that I once called home.
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