Thursday, June 1, 2017

A traveler's blog of tall tales (coming soon)

Storytelling and walking might be said to go together. If you like to tell stories, then walking is a great way to gather inspiration. 

Sometimes you see things—unusual things—when you walk. But more on this later. 

Charles Dickens sometimes walked as many as twenty miles a day. (No easy thing given the shoe technology of the nineteenth century.) 

Dickens walked not only through the English countryside, but also through the red-light districts of London, where he observed brothels, opium dens, and gambling houses. 

I’ve always been a walker, too. I do most of my walking in my corner of southwestern Ohio, just east of Cincinnati. This is the land where the city and the suburbs meet the open rural foothills of Appalachia.

This is a region of the country that has a reputation for being paranormally active. Various locations in the county where I live have been featured on ghost hunting shows and websites. 

Sometimes when I walk, I see things, and I hear stories. 

In the days and weeks ahead, I’ll be using this space to tell you about some of the things that I see and I hear when I’m out and about.

Be warned: Some of these things may challenge your existing beliefs about the nature of the world. 

I’m not merely talking about the paranormal here, but also the behavior of people. 

The behavior of people can be as strange as anything you might find in a house with a reputation for being haunted, or in an old graveyard after midnight. 

For example, just the other day…

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