Shmoozing with the Deceased
I honestly can’t tell if I’m actually hearing/feeling the stories of the dead or if they’re coming from somewhere deep inside my own psyche/imagination. Until I receive some specific info which can be corroborated by external sources (if I ever receive such info) I make no claims either way. Readers can decide for themselves.
I can only say, this is NOT the way I normally write — not style-wise and not process-wise. When I write my own stuff, I edit edit edit a million times… always polishing, tweaking along the way. These stories, however, just come to me, as if I’m taking dictation. They literally write themselves. I rarely go back and change anything (and when I do, the changes are very minor, and usually just for clarification.) In fact, I don’t feel compelled to tweak, edit and polish as I do with my own work.
When I write my own stuff, I sit down with a clear story arc in mind. With these, usually a sentence pops into my head; once I write it down, I get another then another. I have no idea, consciously, where they are going. They resist my leading them where I want them to go. I am often surprised at the end.
I recognize that both skeptics and believers can make solid arguments for their positions, and they seem to cancel cancel each other out. For example, sometimes, I first feel a particular emotion before a story comes, maybe for several hours or even a day before. A skeptic might say I am just writing the story to express that emotion. I cannot logically argue with that. On the other hand, a believer might say, that initial emotion I’m feeling is the first indication of a “presence.” Or perhaps my own natural emotions make me receptive/empathetic to the emotions of those on the other side who wish to tell their story. (They are looking for someone who understands and can express their story/feelings with clarity.)
I, myself, waver between both these explanations, and will probably continue to do so until I feel there is enough “proof” on either side.