I have a story in an amazing new anthology—House of Haunts! In 1823, Josiah Hale built his family a grand home in the sultry heat and blinding glare of the Deep South.It wasn’t long before the shadows crept in. Now, two hundred years later, this grand home […]
From Joe's writing

The last thing he remembered was falling through the wall at Leesie’s house. It took every ounce of strength he had to communicate with Pete Snow, and he feared that whatever supernatural energy kept him bound to this mortal plane had finally worn out and he was gone for real.

— Memories of a Ghost, chapter 48