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It has long been believed that pets can sense the paranormal. Everyone who’s had a pet has, at one time or another, witnessed them doing something that they couldn’t explain. Whether it’s staring at a random spot where you see nothing, with an intensity that makes you swear that something HAS to be there, or barking at seemingly nothing, or even seeming to interact with some invisible force, pets have a connection to the paranormal.

In a recent BuzzFeed article that gave me the idea for this post, seventeen different people recount their personal experiences with pets seeming to sense the paranormal. I was reminded of a podcast I sometimes enjoy listening to  Paranormal Pets. Then, two weeks ago, a friend of mine told me a creepy story about their cat and a friendly shadow person in their house. This brought to mind my own paranormal pet stories, and I’d like to share a couple with you now.

While not as disturbing as some of the stories I’ve shared in week one and week two of Ominous October, I feel these stories still have a bit of the eerie about them. Read on »


Last week I talked about some creepy paranormal experiences that happened to me when I was growing up. Today I’d like to focus on the more recent. Some of these aren’t necessarily creepy, but they are definitely paranormal.

This first one might be more anxiety than paranormal, however, but it has been happening most of my life. I can trace it back to when I used to see the skeleton creature going into my parents’ room in the apartment I grew up in, but only in the fact that the feeling of something foreboding just outside my field of vision is the common factor.

Sometimes when walking alone at night – it doesn’t matter if it’s through my own house, walking outside to get in or out of my car, or walking through a mostly abandoned parking lot – I will have an overwhelming sense of something following me. The sensation of something right behind me – and not that it necessarily means me harm, but it’s just there.banshee

Sometimes this sensation comes with a paralyzing fear – a feeling that if I turn around, I will see something that I really don’t want to – or shouldn’t – see. Sometimes this feeling of fear comes with a mental image set – a kind of mind-video of what I might see if I do turn around. Usually, though, this mind-video is always the same image. The screaming face of a woman (sometimes with arms up and hands curved into claws), with black holes where the eyes should be and a mouth open far too wide to be reasonable, coming at me faster than a car. The mental video always ends right about when my face is going to go through the thing’s mouth, so I have no idea what would actually happen if I were to turn around and this thing were actually there.

Sometimes, when the area behind me isn’t very large – like in the hallway at home in the middle of the night – the mind-video is a little different. It’s that there’s a large, looming shadow figure right behind me. Now, as I mentioned last week, I’ve seen shadow figures my whole life off and on, as has my best friend, Nyx. This actually made it into the book I’m currently editing over on Patreon, as one of the shadow figures – known as a “hat man” (and believe me, that is a google search you might be better off NOT clicking on) – is actually a character in the book. A minion of the true Big Bad who, as of this moment in the edits, has yet to reveal itself.

Still, when in enclosed spaces at night, these shadow beings are the kinds of things I find myself being afraid are behind me. Now, this isn’t fear that stops me – but it does occasionally cause me to inch down the hallway with my back against the wall if I’m feeling particularly vulnerable, as a kind of “better safe than sorry” situation. If the wall is at my back, nothing else can BE back there.

This isn’t to say that I haven’t actively seen creepy things in more than just my mind’s eye, though. There have been two experiences within the last year that are poignant mostly because I was not the only witness. The first, almost a year ago, occurred when my wife and I were driving around two in the morning, coming back from a very late delivery shift.

We were on a road going through a fairly rural area on the way back from the delivery zone, when what at first glanced looked like a coyote crossed the road about 20 feet in front of us – close enough that I slammed on the brakes to be sure I wouldn’t hit it. The following is the post I made that night on Facebook about the encounter, copied because it was friends locked.

“We saw a coyote while we were out driving tonight – except that it wasn’t a coyote. It left no tracks on the dirt and it’s legs moved at a blurred speed, despite it actually going past very slowly. It was a little small for a coyote, and it’s eyes were like black holes – no reflection when we hit it with light. As if there was nothing there – not even a reflective tapetum.

After some discussion, we decided it was probably a pooka or other similar creature – a karmic omen. A reminder that what you put out comes back to you.”

harveyThis was a very unnerving thing to see. And it really did move unnaturally. It’s legs were blurred, and despite the speed it “flowed” along, back staying completely level the entire time. As we passed, we saw the lack of tracks in the dirt on the road, and the unnatural eyes…or, rather, eye sockets.

Now, those familiar with old movies may have heard of a Pooka before. The movie Harvey is about one man’s relationship with an invisible six-foot-tall rabbit named Harvey – a Pooka.

Pookas go by many names in different mythologies, but mostly they are mischievous creatures that take a liking to certain people – or serve as omens and karmic reminders that if you don’t pass on good fortune, you may have something bad befall you.

This being said, after seeing the Pooka-coyote and figuring out what it likely was, we stopped at a 7-11, and bought a pizza. We then gave the pizza to a local homeless man we’d seen around before. It seemed to make his night – a warm meal in a cold middle-of-the-night. We both felt we’d fulfilled the karmic requirement of the Pooka, and we haven’t seen the creature since despite driving that road at similar times, many times since.

Another creepy experience occurred much more recently, but again in the middle of the night during a drive home – this time from a medical dispensary where we had been picking up my wife’s medication. The following is the Facebook post from that experience.

As you can see, this was a very visceral experience for both of us. The ghost, if that’s what it was, scared both of us fairly badly, and we kept talking about it on the way home. I now believe this ghost was a bit of an omen as well…because that very night, after we got home, my wife had her eighteenth TIA in three years, thanks to the fact that we hadn’t been able to afford her medication for a few days and, though we had just picked it up, she’d been on seriously reduced amounts for the previous week.

Was the ghost an omen? Were we visited by a ghost or spirit on that freeway? Or was it really just some weird hallucination? If it was, then why did we both see it?

Then, just last week, I saw what I believe may have been a UFO. It was a blue light, unblinking, flying along above the horizon line as my wife and I sat at the beach late one night, looking out over the water. It moved too fast to be a boat, was too low to be a plane, and didn’t blink or change color the way plane lights do. There was a plane flying the other way at the same time, much higher, but I could tell it was a plane.

Then, as it reached the shaft of moonlight extending out over the water, it suddenly blinked. It blinked three times, appearing and disappearing as it covered an estimated three thousand feet. Then it winked out and disappeared. We watched for it for a good hour after that – it never came back.nightfreeway

Now there are lots of things it could’ve been, but it’s only the second unexplained thing I’ve seen in the sky in my life. And my mother was born in Roswell, New Mexico, so I’ve kind of always been aware that there’s weird stuff out there. The other thing was a bright green explosion and flash that I was the only one in the car to witness as I was sitting in the back seat staring out the side window while my wife and her sister talked in the front seat. This was about eight years ago.

No other cars or anything reacted to it, and I was terrified for a few minutes, expecting to hear a bomb go off or something. Nothing ever came of it. But I’m not the only one to have seen odd things like that in this area of California, so I once again must chalk it up to something odd, and move on.

Join me next week for an examination of our beloved pets and their connections to the strange and paranormal! On Halloween itself, my Patrons will be given a brand new horror/scary story, and this blog will update with a final Ominous October post – this one about parallel universes and what happens when the world changes around you.

Do you have any creepy experiences to share? Ghosts? Pookas? UFOs? Let me know about it in the comments!


All my life, I’ve had paranormal experiences. Yes, this is one of those posts and I am one of those people!

Welcome to Ominous October – the one month a year where I devote my blog to the creepy, unexplained, and spine-chilling – and, most importantly, true.

The earliest creepy experience I can remember happened regularly when I was very young. I used to think of these three things as being unrelated, but now looking back on it I think there might have been something malevolent in the apartment where I grew up. If not in our particular apartment (it wasn’t always present), then at least in that building or area of the complex. Read on »


A question I get all the time is “how did you decide to be a writer?” Well, the truth is…I didn’t. Like so many authors out there, I didn’t wake up one day and decide “I’m going to be an author and spend hours every day typing!

Honestly, I owe my current writing career to my mother. I’ve always written, and I’ve always drawn. These two things were the constants in my life, growing up – along with one other thing: reading. I was always reading. new-collier

As I’ve mentioned in the past, I was pulled out of school and homeschooled for most of my school history – from second grade onward to high school graduation, and the eventual getting of my GED five years later. During this period of homeschooling, I was required by several assignments to compose short stories. My mother, always encouraging of my artistic pursuits, loved what she read. But my favorite part of being homeschooled was getting to spend entire days in the library. Read on »

BTAGFW Playstation

Having covered my gaming history through my first console, Sega Genesis, and moving on to my second, the Playstation or PS1, it’s only appropriate that we now move on to talking about the third generation of my gaming history – the Playstation 2 or PS2.cabela05rev2

The PS2 began a new era in realism in gaming. Gone were the polygonal, angular models of the PS1 era. The Playstation 2 brought realism to console gaming. And with that realism, it also brought with it a new generation of obsessions for me – one that’s continued to this day: hunting games.

By this time, we also had a PC, and I’d started playing hunting games on that from time to time. I’d gotten into them for the realistic depiction of animals, planning to simply be a nature photographer of sorts – that fell by the wayside fairly quickly. The wolf in me discovered a way to hunt – complete with stalking and taking down prey – that I was physically capable of doing, and this has lead to a love of hunting games that has continued to today.

cbgh2005Today, I mostly play TheHunter when I’m in the mood for a hunting game – or, alternately, Deer Hunter 2016 on my phone. But back in the day, Cabela’s was the big name for hunting games. I started with the 2005 edition of Cabela’s Big Game Hunter, and also had the original Cabela’s Dangerous Hunts. Both were fun in their own ways – Dangerous Hunts quickly became a favorite because it had more of an open world to it than BGH did. And it was, just as it claimed – dangerous.cdh

On every map there was at least one dangerous animal that would attack you, given the opportunity. And while there were dangerous animals in BGH as well, they were still more likely to run away if you spooked them. In Dangerous Hunts, they pretty much always attacked. This lead to a lot of awesome experiences – trying to out-stalk the other predators on the map to complete the mission objectives before they killed you. If I remember correctly, some of the mission objectives involved being unable to kill the predators – take two white-tailed deer without killing a cougar, or something like that. But the cougar…well, she was pretty much stalking you the whole time.

cdh-cougarThis was thrilling and a lot of fun for me, and while I wasn’t playing a wolf hunting in it’s natural habitat, I was a wolf, and I was hunting. And that made it all incredibly fun – even when there was a cougar bearing down on me while I tried frantically to reload my gun because I’d shot the deer without realizing the cougar was literally right behind me.

The hunting games and the passion they ignited that has continued into today weren’t the only things I loved about the PS2 – and my love for the PS2 became infectious once I moved in with my now wife. We were long term fans of the Neopets website (to the point that I still go back there from time to time…and upon writing this, ended up spending half an hour feeding all my pets…). So when Neopets released a game for the PS2, we were all over it.neopets_-_the_darkest_faerie_coverart

The game was surprisingly fun, and had been in development a long time. However, there was very little for it online. When you got stuck (and you will get stuck), no one really knew what to do. So my wife and I took it upon ourselves to write the Definitive Guide to Neopets: The Darkest Faerie. The result is the linked website – which, believe it or not, we still receive emails about to this day!

While there are other guides out there now, ours is still on the front page of a google search for the game, and if I had my PS2 hooked up, I’d probably still play the game from time to time. However, there’s one game for the PS2 that has captured my attention and imagination more than even this title…and that is the game we’ll be going into in the next step of my retrospective in the evolution of my gaming history – Ecco The Dolphin: Defender Of The Future!