I just don't want to believe in ghosts, ghouls and spirits.
Ghosts are all around us. Look for them, and you will find them.
Why a ghost story? Well, I love them. They're fun to read - and, yes, fun to write.
The Specters feast as vampires feast on blood, but the Specters’ food is attention. A conscious and informed interest in the world. The immaturity of children is less attractive to them.
I am surrounded by some sort of wretched specters, not by people. They torment me as can torment only senseless visions, bad dreams, dregs of delirium, the drivel of nightmares and everything that passes down here for real life.
People keep asking if I believe in ghosts. If you're talking about poltergeists and weird, supernatural phenomena, not really.
