Ghost of a story

Sometimes it seems we take the wrong direction in life, but I think it all works out in the long run. For me it was when I went into real estate. Oh, I did all right in the beginning. The market was hot and even I could make a living. At the same time, I was finishing up my first novel. A science fiction romance. Can you imagine? I had all kinds of things to learn about writing, point of view being a biggie, so I took some on-line classes and joined the Modesto Writer’s group.
Real estate wasn’t a good fit for me, but I loved working with buyers. At that time, I had clients looking for an older house to renovate, and I found one I thought they’d love. The house was vacant, so I went over to have a look at it. The place was really old and kind of creepy. As I flipped the deadbolt on the front door, I thought what if I have to get out of here really fast?
Now, I don’t know why, but I’m terrified of ghosts. I’ve never seen one, but I’m scared to death. So, here I was all alone in this old house with the orange shag carpet, matching drapes and a tiny, musty smelling basement. I quickly checked out the bottom story and by the time I finished previewing the top, I practically ran out the front door. But I didn’t get out of there alone.
When I left that house, a ghost of a story followed and wouldn’t let me be until I wrote it down. It took years to learn the craft of writing, and develop my story. I’m not in real estate anymore, but I’m still writing. That creepy, old house was the beginning of My Real Estate Paranormal Mystery Series. Check out the first book, House Haunting, a novel about Rosemary Fernandes trying to make a living as a real estate agent while helping the spirits who call to her. Free on Amazon June 16th-17th. Maybe going into real estate wasn’t the right choice for me, but then Rosemary and the gang would never have come to life.