Hello. I realized recently that people find this podcast, pick the most recent episode and

sort of drop into the midst of a nine-year conversation. So even though I am currently on

extended hiatus, I should probably do some sort of an introduction for new listeners.

It's like I say in the intro, this podcast is about the people of Wellesley, Massachusetts,

where I live, and the ghosts and monsters who haunt them. Long story short, I interview my haunted

neighbors. Over the years, we've met people tormented by ghosts and demons, strange woodland creatures,

mimics, evil shadow figures, poltergeist, aliens, bigfoot, and there was even one lizard monster.

I began this podcast when I was working as a part-time librarian, but now I write full-time.

Over the years, I developed the ability to interact with ghosts and,

unfortunately, other creepy beings. It's been said that if you stare into the darkness long enough,

sometimes it stares back, and I can confirm the sentiment. Despite living in this absurdly wealthy

town teeming with paranormal creeps, I like it here. It's charming in that subtle

waft of mildew, slope ceilings, five layers of paint on the baseboards, New England sort of way,

and I assure you, the scares you'll find in our little corner of the internet are cozy ones.

We like a safe scare here. We don't like gore, and for the most part,

anyway, my neighbors all make it home safely to their multi-million dollar mansions to carry

on with their quietly dysfunctional family lives. My family and I moved to the burbs from Boston

about 10 years ago, and the first day we arrived here in Wellesley, Swellsley, or the

swells, for those in the know, I literally saw a mother skipping down the street hand in hand

with her son. Things look shiny and bright here in Wellesley, but trust me, you barely have to

scratch the surface to find the ghosts in the burbs. That's the podcast in a nutshell. Oh, and just a heads-up,

I leave a trail of loose ends in my wake. Cliffhangers and dropped characters and plot holes

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