PSYCHIC PHENOMENON AND THE HOUSE ON BLACK LAKE
The presence of psychic phenomenon resonates throughout my book. Alexandra has powerful dreams she does not understand and a dream of a diseased woman handing her a trio of spheres, with Ramey Sandeley's eyes blazing through her sunken orbs, is the catilyst for her to make the journey to Black Lake.
Later, when Ruth takes Alexandra into the underground, she is told some very frightening pieces of information from Kevin, a clairavoyant from an ancient Scottish clan who have carried on "the gift" for centuries. In fact, it is Alexandra's denial of her own gift that has led her to her despair and near self destruction. It is not until she sees the trio of spheres in the glen that she realizes that her destiny is actually a path that has been laid out, and the road is in fact her own personal truth.
As I finished writing the book, I realized that although I was very aware of my own psychic abilities and sought to understand dreams and honor synchronicity and premonition, it was very difficult for me to let go and trust that these indicators were realistic. However, every step in the writing of the book, photography and filming of the trailer have been steeped in messages and helping hands, none of which would have occurred had I not listened to the messages of dreams, intuition and the blessed souls who met me with perfect timing in my journey and offered their personal gifts.
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Alexandra encounters a number of female predators in her journey through Black Lake. In the beginning she is as drawn in by the predatory women as the males. However, as she evolves she learns to disengage and reclaim a more powerful womanhood, based on a higher purpose and the values of dignity, self respect and a desire to foster the best in all relationships.
I grew up in a damp town in the Pacific Northwest, much like the one protrayed in the novel, Twilight. And, like author, Stephanie Meyer, the characters and plot of my book came from the fabric of my dreams and subconcious flights of fancy. In fact, she brought her hand to paper (or keyboard) at nearly the same time I was drawn to tell my tale. My inspiration was the experience of being rowed out and left to stay in an abandoned Victorian on an island. So terrifying, it stayed with me and germinated for many years, until I was ready to take a journey to the underworld.
When I set out to write 