Things that go bump...

Last night, when I should have been winding down for some sleep, my brain went into hyperdrive.  
It was like all of those cliché's a lightning strike, a flash, what ever you want to call it, but an idea formed.
I had to write, but first I had to look up a few things.  
Perhaps I should have questioned the logic of researching haunted places at 2 A.M., but hey I said I was inspired not rational.
As luck would have it I found a creepy story about a deranged doctor, fraud, and in home autopsies.  That isn't even the part that was a figment of my imagination.  No, real people are way scarier than anything my brain can work up.
I started to write, and I had all of these gruesome stories in my head, that my brain was turning into elements of my story.  
I heard a creak, a muffled voice, or thunder clap, and I was jumping out of my skin.  
How did I sleep you ask?  Not very well.  I'm not usually prone to nightmares, but I had them last night.  
I'm writing this with a smile on my face because if I managed to scare the Dickens out of myself, I can't wait for you to read it.
Burning (Central Coven 2) is nearly finished.  I hope to release it early in 2014.  
P.S. if you want a good nights sleep I do not recommend googling Starvation Heights in Washington State, or the Malby Cementary.