Ghosts
A good number of years ago, after living in Los Angeles, a most modern city, I moved to Providence, Rhode Island, a very old city. It was a little like going back in time. What's more I moved into an old house which was full of nooks and crannies. Because of it's old age, I kept wondering who and what people lived there.
It was a number of years ago when I visited Naples, Italy, and wandered about the twisting, narrow streets of the old city, then climbed to the high hills which over looked the bay. I recall thinking what a great place for a story. MIDNIGHT MAGIC is the result. A ghost story with a ghost, that may not be a ghost. A magician who does not believe in magic.
There was a time in my life that I used to do a lot of backpacking and camping. One of the places I often went to was in Pennsylvania, in a state park called St. Anthony's Wilderness. (It is said that if you pray to St. Anthony he will help you find things. even your way home. So if this was his wilderness you can imagine how wild it was!) It was one of the strangest places I have ever been.
