I started a Podcast!!!!

I started a new project.... not that I need another one while writing my first book. 😲

But if you are into TrueCrime, then I have a Podcast just for you!

You can listen to the Podcast on Spotify, Amazon Music, Audible and more. For early access of the podcast, you can check out Patreon for only $1. 

Really!

Only $1. You get the podcast early, case photos, announcements, suggestions on cases you want to hear, ask questions and a bonus episode of the questions asked. At the end of every episode, 5 random members will get a shout-out on the podcast!

Keep in mind, this is a baby podcast, so while it's not a big name podcast like CrimeJunkies, this is just a new podcast getting started from the ground up.

Don't worry. I'm still writing, as that is my main project and passion. The podcast is just a fun hobby.

A Sneak Peek of the New Book!!!

The native lore is that the northern lights are the spirits of the animals that were hunted over the generations. One lore is that the lights are an evil spirit coming to claim more souls. It's said you should never whistle when the lights are out. That it would attract the spirit to you and it will claim your soul. But if you clap, it will make the lights dance and stay away from you.

I smile at that little tidbit of information I learned. When I heard another howl from the wolf, the lights danced. I knew it was time to go in and lock up. Making sure the garage was closed before going inside, I walk up the short flight of stairs in time to hear another howl.

Setting the wood down in the box by the door, I carefully latch the door and prop up the board to barricade the door from opening, in case the locks failed. I don't think a wolf would break into the house, the barricade was more for the bears. But it made me feel safe to have it up.

Dragging the box over to the wood burning stove, I put another log inside. After stroking the fire, encouraging the flames to come to life, I closed the hatch and worked my way to the couch. Sitting on the heating blanket, I sighed in relief of the heat. Just as I was starting to take my boots off, Freya sat up and growled. Slowly, I look out the window behind me. Expecting to see that wolf I heard. Instead I saw huge moose.

I pet Freya on the head as I reach out to close the curtain. “It's just a moose, Freya. You're alright.”

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Untitled Book Hint

 So with 2021 getting so close to the end. Let me show you a "funny" that kind of goes with the book I am writing. 

I do not own the credits to this post, this post belongs to the Anchorage Police Department. 

While my book doesn't take place in Anchorage, you can't help but enjoy the posts that APD posts on Instagram!

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