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, March 5, 2019

New Book Release

This book is my own personal story of my battle with breast cancer. This is an ongoing battle so there will be a book two, probably around the end of the year.




What do you do when you find the dreaded lump? This is my own personal journey through breast cancer. I will take you step by step into the life of a cancer patient. The confusion, the pain, and the tears when facing the unknown. Come along with me as we get the diagnosis, delve into treatments and learn about life after the fact.


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The day dragged on. People came in and went out as Marty, and I sat. When my IV would drain down the nurse would come to mix more meds and hook it back up. At one point, the new meds had started, and about ten minutes into it I got one of the worst pains in the back of my neck and top of my shoulders. It was excruciating. I told Marty. And I had to shift around in my chair a bit, but it finally went away. The day drug on. At five o’clock most of the nurses were heading home for the day. I watched as they left out heading across the parking lot. (What I wouldn’t give for my life to be that normal again.) There were still about four in the room with us.

Everyone had left the chemo room now, but us. I was so tired of sitting! It was around seven when my last IV finished. I had sat there thinking just what amazing nurse’s theses were. I’m sure they all wanted to be home with their families. But they stayed there with us, to make sure that I was alright. I hope God blesses these ladies. It takes a special heart to do what they do. One of the nurses led us through the building and out the front door into the night. It was done. The drugs were in me. Now we would wait and see.

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