My new Trickster's Realm column is now posted at Tim Binnall's BoA: column Fortean Nerd Dreams: Of Mothman and Strieber:
I wanted to tell him how pleased I was about finally leaving my body and being able to direct things, get somewhere! Suddenly, I felt the presence of Mothman. I know how ridiculous that sounds, but he, or it, was right there with me, around me, above me. I couldn’t see him, not exactly, but he was there all right, two inches from me, so close! And Mothman was sad; he/it just felt sad. As if it wanted to do something but couldn’t, being relegated to simply watching, maybe protecting somehow by its presence. Meanwhile, I’m rigid, frozen in this splayed out above my body state, barely hovering. Not feeling good about things, when along comes a ghost that promptly proceeds to possess me. Against my will, and no matter how I try to fight this thing off, keep it away, it just posses me. Which really makes me angry, so now we’re in this battle, with Mothman nearby, wanting to do something but unable, for some reason.