Luck of the Irish Author Event 2018: Day 2 post 2





A Welsh Ghost Story ('Twas a Misty Eve' Celtic Horror Stories Collection Book 1) by author David Boulton




This is the first book of the ''Twas a Misty Eve' Celtic Horror Stories Collection.
If you like this book, please enjoy the second book of the collection, entitled
'An Irish Ghost Story'.
Is it possible for a house to drive one mad? Can one belong to a house? Why would one feel that one belongs to a house? Can a house be waiting for one to arrive at its doors? Is reality far more complex a thing than what we can feel and see? These are just a few of the questions that might run through your mind....as you read....A Welsh Ghost Story.
This book is treasure chest of information about the customs, clothes, food, etc...of the bygone century, and place, in which the story is set.


An Irish Ghost Story ('' 'Twas a Misty Eve' Celtic Horror Stories Book 2)



Second in the Collection known as '' 'Twas a Misty Eve' Celtic Horror Stories, this story has been written in 18th century English { 18th century English is just a wee bit--not much though-- more formal than we use these days--and easy to understand}.
It's as though a 'Jane Austen'-style novel {like 'Sense and Sensibility'} crashed into a supernatural thriller.
The story is set in the year 1800. One lady is haunted by a ghost, and as she is about to marry, she is informed that her father-in-law shall not think well of her if he finds plates and spoons levitating in her cottage; and this is all well and good advice-- but for that the fact that it's hard to make spoons stop floating in one's cottage, even if one's new in-laws-to-be don't think such things are respectable goings-on.
Mrs. Ardall, a friend of the haunted lady, speaks of having herself witnessed supernatural events: a hopping cushion and a flying fork. Mrs. Ardall assures the dear lady that the only logical way to deal with said supernatural events is to utterly ignore them!--The lady is impressed.....but still, what will she do about the ghost that is haunting her, and how shall she convince the village that she is not insane?
The going opinion of the day, in that century, seems to be that if one is going insane, it's best to pretend one is not going insane, for polite society demands a certain amount of sanity to be present in everyone...and it's not polite to be blatantly insane....at least not when sitting in formal sitting rooms; thus the lady learns to frown at rattling furniture, but what will she do about the dreams that cause her to travel to the year 1700?
Under the watchful eye of her stern, Irish father-in-law- to-be, the haunted lady must try to follow her friend's advice: she must learn to not believe in ghosts, for it only encourages ghosts to also believe that they are real.
Amidst advice concerning corsets, fainting-- and how to ignore fork-rattling ghosts, the main question is...will she learn to travel through time without cutting her hand?
The research that went into this book, concerning the customs, greetings, clothing, popular topics of the day, food, wagons, weather, cottages, cooking methods, grains, and shoes, was detailed, so detailed that this book is a treasure-chest of information about what the Ireland of 1800 was like.
You will find evidence of the same detailed research into customs, clothing, etc...in 'A Welsh Ghost Story' {also in this series of Celtic Horror Stories}, and you will also find that our book 'A Killer in Heaven' {set in England} is a treasure-chest of information about the customs and clothing, etc...of that era and place--in which that story was set in.
My husband and I feel well qualified to write ghost stories, for once a visitor to our Celtic cottage said: 'Your home is just what I expected, with you two writing ghost novels. It's ...enchanted.'
'You mean 'enchanting'?' I said, hopefully.
'No, ivy around the front, a big door knocker...I mean spooky!' he said.
'Oh, I said, and I wondered if I had overdone it with the antiques everywhere.