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Dancing with the Ghost
Noelle Jansen is a skeptic. For every mysterious thing she encounters in her house, she can find a non-spooky explanation to blame it on. When she gets the idea to claim the attic space as her own bedroom, things start happening that she just can’t dismiss so easily. But trying to convince her family that their house is haunted proves to be more difficult than she thought it would be.
Chadwick Van Der Kamp is home again to visit his grandparents for the summer after years of being away. A goth who has lost touch with all of his old friends, he leaches onto Noelle just because he has nothing better to do. While she merely tolerates him at first, they soon become close friends, especially as he is the only one who believes her house is really haunted. But as their “just friends” relationship turns into a possible romance, things with the ghost start to get intense.
Noelle is determined to find out who the ghost is and what it wants – before something disastrous happens.
Chadwick Van Der Kamp is home again to visit his grandparents for the summer after years of being away. A goth who has lost touch with all of his old friends, he leaches onto Noelle just because he has nothing better to do. While she merely tolerates him at first, they soon become close friends, especially as he is the only one who believes her house is really haunted. But as their “just friends” relationship turns into a possible romance, things with the ghost start to get intense.
Noelle is determined to find out who the ghost is and what it wants – before something disastrous happens.
328 pages, ebook
First published June 9, 2014
About the author
Heather Jones
3 books5 followersLibrarian Note: There is more than one author by this name in the Goodreads database.
Scared of ghosts? I would be lying if I said I wasn't. As a teenager, I can remember turning on all the lights in my Philadelphia home when I was alone, even the rooms I wasn't occupying. I'd turn my music up loud to drown out the random bumps in the night. When I went to the bathroom, I would run across the three feet of dark hallway to make sure nothing could grab me, and then pull back the shower curtain to check that nothing was hiding behind it. I always felt like someone else was there with me.
As an adult, I actually saw my first ghost. I can still remember that morning well; the cats were going crazy, scratching down the bathroom door while I was in the shower. Afterwards, I was about to iron my clothes to wear to work that day, when I looked up and saw a shadow walk by the door. It only lasted for all of two seconds, but it changed my life forever.
Determined not to relive my childhood and be scared in my own house, I started to rationalize what I had just seen. Just because you are dead and still sort of around, doesn't automatically make you threatening. What if it was a favorite relative that recently passed? What if it was a good friend of mine? What if it was an old boyfriend? Every so often I see something move in the corner of my eye, but no one is there when I turn my head. Nothing to be scared of, right?
I'm writing The Ghost In My Bedroom series as a way to not be afraid anymore. For anyone else that hides under the covers at night, hopefully, this will change your perspective on things too.
Scared of ghosts? I would be lying if I said I wasn't. As a teenager, I can remember turning on all the lights in my Philadelphia home when I was alone, even the rooms I wasn't occupying. I'd turn my music up loud to drown out the random bumps in the night. When I went to the bathroom, I would run across the three feet of dark hallway to make sure nothing could grab me, and then pull back the shower curtain to check that nothing was hiding behind it. I always felt like someone else was there with me.
As an adult, I actually saw my first ghost. I can still remember that morning well; the cats were going crazy, scratching down the bathroom door while I was in the shower. Afterwards, I was about to iron my clothes to wear to work that day, when I looked up and saw a shadow walk by the door. It only lasted for all of two seconds, but it changed my life forever.
Determined not to relive my childhood and be scared in my own house, I started to rationalize what I had just seen. Just because you are dead and still sort of around, doesn't automatically make you threatening. What if it was a favorite relative that recently passed? What if it was a good friend of mine? What if it was an old boyfriend? Every so often I see something move in the corner of my eye, but no one is there when I turn my head. Nothing to be scared of, right?
I'm writing The Ghost In My Bedroom series as a way to not be afraid anymore. For anyone else that hides under the covers at night, hopefully, this will change your perspective on things too.
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