I wrote the book Band Of Angels with one goal in mind. Ridding my body of a spirit!
One early spring morning we were notified by a friend that his sister drowned in Hawaii while scuba diving. I had met this vivacious woman only once, but in support and love for our friend, we drove several hours to attend her funeral.
Something unbelievable happened at that funeral. When I offered condolences to the grief stricken husband, I touched him and powerful images swept into my mind. I witnessed this man kill his wife. The day passed and by the time we reached home, I'd convinced myself that my writers muse was working overtime.
That night, I awoke my husband as I sobbed out her story of deceit and murder. Only it wasn't me telling the story, it was her.
This went on for months. She begged me in dreams to tell her brother the story of her death. I was apprehensive to do this as I thought I was losing my mind and feared everyone would think this as well! Finally, I contacted a psychic and met with her by telephone. She instructed me to write a book and get it into the hands of the spirits brother AND whatever happened, never contact the police because my life would be in danger as well.
It took two years for me to write Band Of Angels. During that time a constant battle raged within me as I fought the spirit. She was determined to have me call her brother, but I didn't want to become a spirit as well.
There is a happy ending to this story. The murderous husband has not had a happy life, and the spirit within me faded...most of the time. I offer my readers a book of fiction peppered with truths.
Can you separate fact from fiction?