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The Last Ghoul Left Standing…

The Last Ghoul Left Standing…

It is time that all the faux ghouls and goblins go back into hiding until next Halloween. What is left is this real ghoul who is ready to come out and play!

Much has happened during this past October. My new novel “From the Grave: The Prayer” has debuted. My daughter, Terry has resurrected William Castle Productions, debuted her novel “FearMaker: Family Matters,” as well as published my working script from “House on Haunted Hill.”

Many have enjoyed my coming back “From the Grave” but some of you think it is just another gimmick– another William Castle trick.  Or perhaps a treat!

What must I do to prove that I am all around you!

My daughter wrote a poem 34 years ago. I had died just hours earlier. It was a full moon.  I hovered in the corner of her coral colored room as she wrote these words…

“A full moon is love and death and destiny.

As it rises and as it sets,

A full moon is…

Love and death and destiny.”

I think the full moon gave my daughter comfort as did the notion that I was all around.  She felt me that night, I know she did.

I am not sure she believed that I would, could, should come back from the grave but this is my destiny and it is hers.

As I have said, I left a note at the foot of Saint Sarah, the patron Saint of the Gypsies, one week before I died. That note was terribly misconstrued.

Now I find myself struggling to figure out what it is to be dead and most of all why I can see, touch, hear, feel three teenage kids and one ten year old boy, but I can’t seem to see, hear, touch, feel my daughter?  I could the night that I died– I hovered in that corner for as long as I could. The next thing I knew,  I was re-awakened thirty-four years later in the crypt of the Dark Saint, Saint Sarah, with only an inkling of what I once was.

Most of us are consumed with death when we are alive. We wonder if there is life after death.  We like to believe we live on.  I am luckier than most because I live on in the hearts and souls of so many wonderful fans. But I also continue an existence in the home I reside in on a lonely hilltop in Southern France, in the Luberon Valley, in a spot called Gordes.

I bought this house to give away as a gimmick in 1959! Thank God I never got to use this gimmick.

Am I lonely?  A bit. But thanks to your inventions I find myself able to write, to chat, to flirt with those of you on the other side of the veil!  I hope this is only the beginning. I am a restless ghost, with more questions in death than I had in life.

I must admit that at moments like this I wonder if I am alive and you are all dead!

Has this somewhat morose thought ever crossed your minds?

I don’t mean to scare you. But you know I love the screams!!!

WC

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