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I’d burned her bones, but she was back again.
And now she was pissed.
I fired my shotgun filled with salt rounds, but she vanished between when I pulled the trigger and when the shells fired. Then she materialized behind me and gave me a shove that sent me sprawling.
I’m a big guy, and thanks to a favor from a Slavic god, I’m immortal and pretty damned hard to injure. That doesn’t mean I like being tossed around by ill-tempered ghosts who have overstayed their welcome.
I rolled and came up with the shotgun locked and loaded, firing into the ghost’s midsection. That bought me a moment or two since salt fritzes ghosts’ ability to manifest, but I knew she wouldn’t be gone long.
I walked to where the tracks had been and stopped when the toe of my boot struck an old spike left from the long-ago rails. A scream reverberated through the forest. I pumped my shotgun and blasted her again before she could fully re-form. Then I set a salt circle around myself to keep her from knocking me around, dumped lighter fluid on the spike, and dropped a match on it.
People called the ghost the Lavender Lady. The stories said that she had been gathering the flowers back in the early 1900s when she was struck by a train—back before the tracks had been pulled up when trains still ran.
The town of Moonville was nothing but ruins now; the railroad was long gone, and the tunnel had fallen into disrepair, but the Lavender Lady still wandered the forest, surprising hikers and scaring thrill-seekers.
The Lady’s real name was Henrietta Austin, and while her body was found amid the flowers for which she was nicknamed, the evidence suggested foul play, covered up by the train accident story. Since the culprit was long dead, I couldn’t give Henrietta justice, but I might be able to give her peace.
But first, she would try her best to kill me.
Henrietta’s ghost hurled herself against the salt circle’s iridescent barrier, angry at fate and desperate to take it out on someone. Her corpse-pale face, marred by fury and decomposition, pressed against the scrim, and a terrible screech threatened to make my ears bleed.
“Depart from here, Henrietta Austin, and trouble the living no more,” I commanded. “Your time is long past, and your killer is dead. Let go and move on.”
The fire flared around the old rail spike, and I could see Henrietta’s spirit fading. The accelerant I’d poured on the metal stake wouldn’t melt iron, but I took the chance that flames would burn away enough of the coating to drive her off. Then I could pull the stake out of the ground, put it in the lead and iron box I’d brought, and make sure Henrietta never bothered anyone again.
Henrietta gave one last blood-curdling scream and vanished. I wasn’t foolish enough to believe her energy had dissipated that quickly after haunting these woods for a century, but perhaps she needed to recharge before attacking again.
By that time, I intended to have her anchor—the spike—out of her reach forever.
The Book Junkie Reads . . . Interview with . . . Gail Z. Martin . . .
How would you describe your style of writing to someone that has never read your work?
Times Change is co-written with my husband, Larry N. Martin. We write action and adventure with a lot of paranormal and spooky stuff, characters with abilities like magic, talking to ghosts, or being psychic, and the good guys always win.
Do you feel that writing is an ingrained process or just something that flows naturally for you?
I’ve been in the process of learning to be a writer my whole life, and I learn something new with each book I write and each one I read. There’s a lot of behind-the-scenes work that readers never see. So while sometimes the ideas flow, most of the time I have to chase them down and lasso them.
Larry is an excellent editor and we strategize on the plots of books. He’s got a knack for knowing where the book need a little something extra and what to add to make it even stronger.
Can you share your next creative project(s)? If yes, can you give a few details?
The next book out will be Sinistram, the third book in my Night Vigil series. Under my urban fantasy paranormal MM romance pen name of Morgan Brice, I just released Cursed, the seventh book in my Witchbane series, and am currently working on Angels and Omens, the fourth book in my Treasure Trail series. And as Gail & Larry, we recently released Dead of Winter, the newest book in the Spells Salt and Steel series.
What are some of your writing/publishing goals for this year?
We still have several books we’d like to write/publishing before the end of the year, so we’ll see how that goes!
If you could spend one-week with 5 fictional characters, who would they be and where would you spend that time?
Since I’m a big Supernatural fan, I’d say Sam and Dean Winchester, Jody Mills, Donna Hanscum and Garth Fitzgerald IV. I’d want to hang out in the Men of Letters Bunker and listen to them swap monster hunting stories and explore the big arcane library!
Thank you Reign Reeves Pearson for joining and giving a little insight to you and your process. Your work is appreciated.
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