We’re joined today by author Kate McMurray, who has a spooky new book out. Take it away, Kate!
I’m agnostic about ghosts.
I spent nearly every summer of my childhood at summer camp. The last one I attended had legends about ghosts who lived in the woods, and I remember being nine or ten years old and whispering “Bloody Mary” into the mirror in the girl’s room just to see what would happen. I went through a phase when I was maybe fourteen when my best friend acquired a ouija board and had me convinced that the spirit of a teenager who died in 1963 could tell me whether the boy I had a crush on liked me back. Not long ago, I got sucked into some TV show on haunted hotels that was utterly fascinating, and I found myself wondering if I could stay at one or if the prospect of ghosts would freak me out. And I often think, well, ghosts and hauntings probably aren’t real, but there are just enough weird things reported that maybe…
Today the Central Branch of the Brooklyn Public Library held their annual book drive and accompanying $1 book sale. I met up with six friends this afternoon to drop off our donations to the book drive, collectively clearing out an entire bookcase worth of reading material of a wide range of subject matter. Cultural studies, classic sci-fi, arts and crafts…we’re a wordy group. We like books and writing. It’s how we roll.