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Hey Im first!  thats a first ... lol (sorry im excited its friday). I so believe in ghosts and I have seen a few around disney in orlando.  Ghosts have to go on vacation too!

I like ghost stories, but don’t believe in actual ghosts. If I win I would be happy to write a review and send it to you to post.

New Crusie makes me purr—to hear you got totally caught up in the story just makes me itch harder.

I absolutely believe in ghosts, but I’m still a huge skeptic (contradict yourself much, Bren?) I’m like the show Ghost Hunters (which I love!) I believe it in, but it takes a lot of hard evidence to get me there.

The review would be on my blog, but I have a page dedicated to books on my site, and an entire section just for La Crusie.

If you knew about all the stories in my family about ghosts… you would believe, too. When your relatives tell you about things they have seen & enough weird stuff happens to you… you tend to have a different view of reality.

I don’t believe in ghosts, but I still have some concerns about monsters under the bed.

I definitely believe in ghosts.  I went on a haunted house tour in Pawley’s Island, SC and we visited a home that had a ghost you experience by smell.  I thought that was crazy until I was standing there listening to the story of the house and got knocked back by the smell of fish - not baked cod, but like a pile of fish you’d find on a fishing boat.  Then it went away and didn’t linger at all.  That wouldn’t convince me except that the people (my friends) on either side of me did NOT smell it at that time.  By the time we left, all but two people in our party had that experience and every single time, no one nearby could smell it.

The ghost had been identified as a fisherman that had owned the house about 150 years ago.  It was darn cool.

Yes, totally believe in spooks. Why? I’ve seen them. Heard them. Felt them. Have one in the house I live in now, but he’s cool. I woke up one night to him standing over the bed looking at me, which was a bit freaky at the time.

Should I confess that I’ve never read this author? However, I’m totally game for trying new things this year.

I believe. The semester I was studying abroad in England, I went to Edinburgh as part of my spring break. As with most European and major American cities, there are ghost tours available. The one I chose took us into the Vaults. The Vaults, back in the day, were the slums of Edinburgh. Nasty, nasty things happened in the Vaults. Well, back in 1999, they were being renovated, so there was a fair amount of construction equipment lying around. Our group was standing in one of the larger gallery rooms when I heard footsteps above us. The footsteps followed as we moved to another, smaller room, and abruptly disappeared. At the end of the tour of the Vaults, in that smaller room, I was at the front of the group and mentioned to the guide, “You know, you might want tell the construction guys to lay off on working when there are tour groups going through.” The guide asked what I meant as the construction guys were long gone for the day. I said, the footsteps I heard above us. He asked, what footsteps? A guy in the back of the group said, the footsteps! Apparently, I and the guy in the back of the group were the only ones who heard these footsteps walking around above us while we were in the Vaults.

I don’t know if this really qualifies as a ghost story, but something happened to me a while back that I still can’t explain.  My mom, my sister and her two kids live with me, and at the time this happened, my sister was keeping another baby at night while her parents worked.  It wasn’t uncommon for my sister to get up in the middle of the night to tend to the baby, so what happened the night in question seemed, at first, to be an ordinary occurrence.

I woke needing to go to the bathroom—and with a severe sinus headache. As I was going to the bathroom in the hall, I heard voices coming from down the hall, in the general direction of my sister’s room and the kids’ room, where the baby’s bed was.  I figured the baby had awakened and I was hearing my mother and my sister talking quietly while trying to get the baby to go back to sleep.  I was glad they were up—I needed saline solution to get rid of the headache, and I knew my mom would know where it was.

But in the minute it took for me to finish in the bathroom, the voices had stopped.  No matter, my mom would still be awake and I could ask her where the saline solution was.  But when I got to her room, she was deeply asleep.  I thought that was kind of odd, but my mom can fall asleep in the middle of a sentence.  So I checked my sister’s room—surely she’d be awake.  Not only was she asleep; she was hooked up to her CPAP machine.

Checked the kids’ room. All asleep, including the baby.  No TVs on.  No radios.  Nothing.

I went to bed, creeped out, and I don’t think I slept any more that night.  The next morning, nobody copped to having a conversation in the middle of the night.  So I’m at a loss for what I heard.

I don’t know if that qualifies as believing in ghosts, but I do think strange, inexplicable things happen in this world.

1. I like ghost stories (and the premise of Maybe This Time sounds fascinating!) but I don’t believe in ghosts in the real world. In fact, I don’t believe in anything supernatural, although I used to be very religious. I don’t believe in ghosts because all the reasons for believing in them seem to depend more on our sense of the poetic rather than on testable evidence. But, that’s what stories are for!

2. I would DEFINITELY review Maybe This Time after reading it, and I’d post my review at my recently-opened blog, which is linked through my handle. You know I’ll review it on time because the top post on my blog right now is my review of the Loretta Chase ARC I won at Smart Bitches! So, maybe it wouldn’t be fair to let me have another ARC so soon ... but on the other hand, as you can see from my blog, I’m mainly familiar with historical/Regency romances, and don’t you think I need a really awesome contemporary in my life? I think so! :D

Jennifer Crusie! Excitement abounds! I would love to write & send you a review.

I believe that anything is possible and there are more wonders in the world than we can possibly comprehend. I’m a little skeptical of most ghost stories I hear, but I can’t completely write them off.

That said, as a kid, I LOVED ghost stories and going on ghost tours (still do, really, but I don’t travel as much), and on one ghost tour, I “met” this dog who had died as the result of obnoxious drunks being obnoxious drunks. I quickly dubbed him “Ghost Dog” (creative child that I was) and took him home with me as the latest in my collection of imaginary family members. And whenever something broke in the house, it was most definitely Ghost Dog’s fault, and I never had anything to do with it. 0=D

I do believe in ghosts. I have seen two, both associated with the death of the same aunt when I was about 10. One of them was her (also recently deceased) husband, who wandered across my backyard the night of her visitation. In the other instance, I dreamed that the aunt came floating through my window as a ghost to tell me to tell my mom and grandmother that she was in a good place, not to be sad, etc. I very firmly believe in ghosts.

I don’t have a book review blog yet, but it’s in the works. Maybe this book can be my first review!

We had a friend come over one day with a small child of hers. the child had never been with her to our house. The little boy suddenly ran to his mother, scared and said he was afraid of the person he saw in the adoining dining room. He said the person looked like a picture of an Indian hanging in the dining room. And the little boy wanted to leave and could not be comforted.

No one was in the dining room. Our house is over 100 years old.

I believe in ghosts, which is why I avoid houses touted to be haunted. I don’t believe they’re all bad/mean though.

I’ve also never read Crusie (*ducking*), but heard so many great things about her in Orlando, I’d love to give it a try. And write a review.

I don’t believe in ghosts, but after my cat died (I’d had him 12 years), I saw him everywhere, felt his presence.
I’m interested to hear how much you liked this. I usually LOVE Crusie but couldn’t get into her last book with Bob Mayer.

Oh yes, I believe in ghosts.  When I was growing up, we lived in an older house.  There were always things that went bump in the night and the day.  We got used to voices coming from rooms that nobody was in.  We got used to flying dishes and “people” that we could see out of the corner ours eyes.  We I grew up and moved out, it took me awhile to get used to a place without ghosts.

1. Yes, my aunt has “seen” my g-pa several times.
2. No

I believe in ghosts! I’ve definitely felt presences in my day. The spookiest of which was when I was in 7th grade at home in my room, I heard a woman’s voice shout ‘no, don’t, please don’t!’ and then a gunshot come from the living room area. There was, of course, no one in there. My mother was watching Indochine in the next room, but that movie is entirely in French and doesn’t have any actual gunshots in it.

I believe in ghosts but I haven’t had any direct experience. Just know lots of people with strange stories to tell. And I loved reading the stories here.  I’d be glad to furnish a review if I won an ARC. But, if not, I’ll buy a copy and review it anyway!

totally believe in ghosts. i believe there is one in our house. haven’t seen it lately, but it did appear once.

1. I’d like to believe in ghosts. At the museum my mom worked in for 30+ years, all the people with access to the art vault (not actually that many people) swore that the first director of the museum could occasionally be seen wandering the vault, and that he would move things around.

2. I’d love to review the book and send it to you, as I don’t have a blog. I love Crusie, and I can’t wait to read this, ARC or no ARC.

I absolutely believe in ghosts! They are just spirits that hang around after someone dies…but they don’t kill or hurt anyone…hahaha =) why do i believe this? cause I saw this show once where they figured out that there was a ghost living in this lighthouse…and it totally looked real to me!

I very much believe in ghosts. I am somewhat sensitive and have been able to see and hear things since I was little.

I can’t wait for the new Cruise to come out! I have been anticipating it for months. I do try to review books. Mostly I use http://weread.com/ espec,ially as a facebook app. Now onto my ghost story.

My husband and my first apartment was haunted. Cashews would disappear by the handfuls, which we tried for weeks to prove it was mice or the like. We seriously would not keep cashews in the house. Pipe smoke would suddenly appear, thought neither of us smoke. I would feel watched, or see shadows. My husband claims to have seen a man, but I never witnessed an apparition. I DID personally witness phone cords being swung for no reason, with no one by them. It was not the wind. The cords acted as if they were tripped on or a cat came by and flicked them with her tail. Again, we did not have a cat or other pet.
Being sensitive, I always felt like there was a man who died in the bathroom. I was actually terrified to use the bathroom in the middle of the night. When our lease was up, we told the land lord about the strange things. It so happened that her father used to live in our apartment. He passed away of a heart attack in the bathroom. He also love cashews and smoked a pipe. That is the god’s honest truth.

I don’t know if I believe in ghosts, as in spirits of the dead manifesting themselves, etc. I definitely believe things go on that we can’t explain. I’m tremendously in love with ghost stories, though, and I’m lucky enough to have a few of my own.

When I was 13, I stayed at the Lizzie Borden house in Fall River, Massachusetts to celebrate a friend’s birthday. There was another family staying in the house that weekend that had a daughter about our age, so altogether there were four of us teenage girls seeing what trouble we could get up to.

That night we decided to hold a “seance” with the inn’s Ouija board. We chose the parlor, a room that had rarely been used during Lizzie Borden’s life, and set ourselves up cross-legged in a circle around the board on the floor. It was late at night and we were all feeling giddy and a little scared. Our attempts to contact the spirit of Andrew Borden, Lizzie’s father (who’d had his skull crushed in the living room next door back in 1892), yielded poor results, probably because we were giggling pretty hard. At any rate, getting impatient and wanting something creepy to happen, I finally shouted, “Andrew Borden, if you’re here, knock three times.” Then I added “...on the ceiling if you waaaant meee.” We had devolved into another fit of the giggles when we heard three knocks.

All of us stopped short, and then the knocking continued, getting faster. It sounded like someone was banging on the ceiling of the basement below us. We could feel the knocks moving in a circle around us. I looked down and could swear it looked like a fist was punching up under the rug. There was a pressure at my back, like something was pushing me forwards, and when I glanced at my friends I saw that they were also leaning forwards. Two of them had rolled their eyes back in their heads, and the third looked absolutely terrified.

Finally it—whatever it was—stopped. We sat in silence for a second, stupefied, and then the light went out. That broke the spell and we ran out of the room, screaming. When we talked about it afterward, we all agreed that we’d seen, heard, and felt the same things.

Ultimately I’m sure there’s a reasonable explanation for our experiences, one that’s not supernatural at all. I just haven’t found it, yet.

I’m so excited about the new Crusie novel!!! I also definitely believe in ghosts. I haven’t directly experienced anything ghostly, but my friend told me some creepy stories about how unexplained occurrences have occurred in her house and I know that there are plenty of other people with a similar story. I can definitely see that there are souls that have unfinished business and they can’t rest peacefully.

I’d definitely review this book and send it to you too if I win the opportunity!

Yes. I believe.
Always have.
When I was a wee toddler we lived in an ordinary semi-detached home down a typical street. But there was something not so normal at the end of our backyard. Bramble hedges and raspberry bushes were all that separated my swing play and a graveyard. Of course, being only four I didn’t know what lay beyond those thorn covered hedges. Not until after we moved out, and I was sharing this story with my parents, did I find out the icky truth (yeah, what were they thinking buying a house there?)
I had a tiny front box room. One particular night I remember being tapped on the back mid-sleep. I stirred but didn’t register fully what had happened. I decided to drift back to sleep. Another tap, this time harder. I snapped my eyes open and lay still. Yet another tap, only this time it wasn’t a tap. It felt like a thumb. At this point, you could say it was night terrors. Only it wasn’t. How do I know this? Well…
I sat up. Fully awake I watched the shadow of a man run out of my room. From the looks of his shadow he was wearing a top hat and tails. Remember, I didn’t know what was at the end of our garden.
Years passed. I witnessed him maybe once a month. I couldn’t sleep, and when I did, my dreams were more like nightmares. My parents put it down to bad dreams, and that is all. But at least they allowed me a night light.
We moved. I was about nine.
My first night there, I remember feeling relief that it was over.  Thank god that first night I shared a room with my sister because it wasn’t over. He was still there. As soon as I saw him I fled into my sisters bed.
But that was the last time I ever saw him.

Years later, a local story came to my attention. A grave keeper was rumored to have an unhealthy interest in little children. Okay. Creepy right?
And something else to add to my creep fest—the street we lived on back then was in Welsh (yes, lived in North Wales) and in English, the street means White Stone Avenue. Apparently, some graves were moved to make room for the housing estate. Yikes.

So. Yes. I believe.
Spent many years investigating them, learning everything I can about the paranormal world and even going to the lengths of spending the night in (IMO) THE most haunted house in UK, The Ancient Ramm Inn—one night I will never forget—all my nightmares rolled into one. You’d have to hold me at gun point to get me back in there.

That’s only a small part of why I believe in ghosts.
And judging by all these responses, and frenzy of ghost shows on the TV atm, I’m not alone.

Yes, I believe in ghosts.  Several years back I was watching a movie with a friend and her Mother.  We were the only ones in the house.  I needed to go to the bathroom but since I have always been sensitive to things in the dark, I rushed through the long dark hallway looking at my feet.  Suddenly I bumped into someone.  “Sorry,” I said and stepped into the bathroom, closed the door and turned on the light.  As soon as I did that it hit me that the person I had bumped into was deceased.  I opened the door but no one was there.

If someone were to take a picture of me looking at the new Crusie, I’d imagine I’d look like my cat going after a catnip-filled cat toy: odd combination of greed, joy, with a dash of the crazy.

1. I’ve never seen nor heard a ghost, but I have been in older houses where I’ve felt ... I guess the impression of the people who have lived there. It’s like the feeling you get between a new house that has been lived in for a bit, and a new house that has yet to be occupied. People leave their marks on a place, and even when all the furniture has been moved out, the walls repainted, you can still feel that. And if there were great emotions? (great love or something far more negative?) Yeah, those leave the biggest impressions. And if someone sees that as a person? Who am I to judge.

2. I would be utterly delighted to write a review and submit to you.

Yes, I believe in ghosts.

My parents ran a boarding house when I was younger (60s & 70s) which my husband & I also lived in when we 1st got married (90s) which by that time was split into 2 apartments.  One of the front bedrooms was cold, clammy & uninviting. The family that lived in the house with us (that had that room) told us about a young girl that would visit on nights, crying while standing over the bed. They stopped using the room due to not enjoying her visits.

Years later, one of the original boarders that lived with us in the early 70s came & visited us. They were reminiscing about the house and recalled not liking their bedroom. They too had been woken up several times by a young girl crying over their bed. This gave me the creeps and I asked them which was their room and sure enough it was the same one as the other tenants.

These 2 families are unrelated and to our knowledge have never met and they lived in the home 2 decades apart. There is no untoward house history that we are aware of. After 35 years my mother sold the house so it is now someone-else’s ghost.

I don’t believe in ghosts - I’m a bit of a sceptic in general - but I like a good ghost story.
I don’t have a blog/website, but I’d write a review if you wanted to post it.

I used to live in the Maritimes, and if you want ghosts in Canada, go there!  I had one give me a “right scare” when I was alone in my house one night.  Granted, I lived beside the only crack-house in town and I was more worried that some addict had broken in and was trying to steal something, but I was all alone, and the huge crash sound I heard was absolutely nothing.  Not a thing was out of place, even though the floors shook and the windows rattled.  :/

And I’ll totally review it!

I absolutely do! When my son was born, we lived in a very old house. We had a cat that would always try to chew the nipples on the baby bottles to get to the milk. One morning we woke up to find our kitty dead in a certain spot. This spot also happened to be where our collie would stand, and look up at a blank wall, and bark and bark and bark.  After that, we decided that our ghost was just protecting the baby, and a more motivated mother you have never seen! I really didn’t want to wind up like my kitty! There were other strange incidents, and we didn’t stay in that house too much longer.

I on the fence about ghosts. I think the idea of a ghost following/guiding a loved one to help them is an inspirational idea. However, the thought of ghosts ‘trapped’ here reliving a horrible death or crime against them is too sad to want to believe. (I just want everyone to be happy, dammit!! LOL)
And I would write a review and send it to you.

I do believe in ghosts and the paranormal.  Several members of my family (including myself) have had experiences.  The best ghost story I have involves my parents.  While they were dating, they went on a double date with a newlywed couple they knew.  After dinner, they went back to the other couple’s apartment and my dad walked into the bathroom and saw a stoop-shouldered elderly man with bushy eyebrows and white hair standing in the corner staring at him.  He looked away for a second to turn on the light and when he looked back the man had vanished.  When he rejoined the others, they could see he was freaked out and asked what had happened.  When he described the man he’d seen, the other couple gasped and said he just described their landlord who had died quite recently, even the fact that he had very stooped shoulders from having polio.  They later found out at the same time my dad saw the figure, the landlords widow (who lived downstairs) had just gotten the news that her seriously ill son in the hospital had turned the corner and would recover.

I LOVE Jennifer Crusie! So of course I’ll share my ghost story for her!

I was 10 so it was 1985 and my Grandad had been sick for a long time (lung cancer). We spent Christmas in the hospital and didn’t celebrate until Feb when he came home. Shortly after that, in the middle of the night, my mom and dad woke up with Grandad standing at the foot of their bed but he didn’t say anything. This was impossible because his house was 3 hours away from our home. My mom knew immediately he had died and she jumped up and started doing laundry and packing. My brother and I didn’t wake up for another 3 hours when the phone rang, it was my Grannie calling everyone who was calling everyone to let them know. My Dad said, “I know, we’re on our way.”  And we were. We ate powdered sugar donuts and drank chocolate milk at 6am as the big station wagon ate up the miles between our home and theirs.

I’ve always wondered if he visited everyone that night, that maybe it was his last chance to lay eyes on his 4 kids and his 9 grandkids. I wonder if anyone else saw him that night. It is one of my biggest wishes that I could have woken up to see him but I did not. He was an old coot, he smoked and drank and cursed a lot but he was also one of the most wonderful and loving men I have ever met in my life. Now that my dad is getting older I can see Grandaddy in him more and more every day (minus the smoking and drinking, none of us do that since the funeral). Its comforting.

Love Jennifer Crusie.  And yes, belive in ghosts/spirits.  When my mom was sick and dying, she was constantly seeing her dead relatives in the house and we would see shadows, hear low mumblings and get the sense of someone else there when nothing could explain the shadows, mumblings, etc.  One time I saw movement of what I thought was my son going from the den to the bathroom and I wanted to ask him something so I went to the bathroom door, which was open and empty and my son was napping on the couch in the den…
After Mom passed, the shadows, mumblings and such ended.  We believe her family had come to help her….
And I would love to write a review.

I don’t believe in ghosts but I do admit to being spooked after watching scary movies.  The worst was after watching The Grudge and The Ring. 

I don’t think I’ve read many ghosts featuring in romances - Anne Stuart had one, I think.  Anyway, I would love to read this one.  Looks great.

What a fab cover!  I believe in there after. 

It is a Pearl Harbor legend that the USS Arizona will continue to leak oil, Black Tears, until all of its survivors have passed on to join their fallen soldiers.  After visiting the memorial several times, I have felt the sailors’ presence.

On the other side of Ford Island, the USS Utah lays half submerged in the channel.  Fewer sailors lost their lives, but they also took with them the ashes of a baby girl whose father intended to bury at sea.  It is another Pearl Harbor legend that 58 of the Navy’s finest stand guard over this baby girl.  The Navy has granted special permission for the twin sister to be interred with her sister when she passes, too.  Fewer tourists visit the USS Utah memorial, but it is just as haunting as the USS Arizona.

I would post a review on my website.

I don’t really believe in ghosts, though I do like to joke that I have one in my house. Once our hall cedar closet got locked from the inside (we actually thought we had an intruder in there and called the police! We ended up having to get a locksmith to come out and open it up for us!) and occasionally we’ll hear random noises and things will be moved or slightly changed. We just blame it on the ghost!

I’d flown out to be with my mom and sister during Mom’s last days, but had to return home to take care of some things since I’d been gone so long. As the plane waited on the tarmac and I started to dose, a crystal clear picture of her came to me, very much like Princess Leia’s holo message via R2D2. In this little image, Mom was laughing and smiling, bent forward with her hands on her knees, and the happiness radiating from her was almost physical. A call to my sister when I got home told me Mom was still alive, but no longer conscious. I know nothing about ghosts, spirits or energy, but she was there and we were all going to be OK.

Sure, I’d love to try a review.

A new Jennifer Crusie?? I didn’t even know this was on the horizon! I am super excited!

I don’t believe in ghosts - it just doesn’t seem logical to do so.

Yeesh, that would be “doze,” not “dose.” Where’s the edit button?

I definitely believe in ghosts (and am ready for the new Jenny Crusie to prove me right (or wrong)!).  I think if you believe in there being something spiritual in the world—God, love, anything—you have to believe that spirits have power and that that could take a ghostly form.

I don’t believe in ghosts. I require empirical proof and have never encountered any that made me want to change my mind.

Having said that, the rest of my family went on holiday together a few years ago, and had some very strange experiences in the house they stayed in: an incomprehensible smell of cigar smoke, a cold odd feeling at the top of a flight of stairs, a strange banging that stopped when told to, frequent nightmares, and something that sounded like breathing in the night. I think there are probably reasonable explanations for these phenomena - old houses can be eerie, especially when they’re unfamiliar - but it makes a great story, and I do love a good ghost story!

OMG, I’m so excited for this book.  But that’s all I wanted to say.  I don’t want to be in a give-away, because of this long story about home renovations taking longer than necessary and having books scattered everywhere and not needing to add to the pile.  But I just had to express my enthusiasm for a new Jennifer Cruisie book without a collaborator.

I’m a ghost skeptic, but I’m not quite an unbeliever. I’ve never had a ghost experience but I’m willing to believe that they may exist. Just because I’ve never seen them doesn’t mean they don’t. However, since I’ve never encountered one, its hard for me to believe in them completely.

No review blog, sorry :( But I know people who have them and I would be willing to send the ARC on to them after I was done (as long as I got it back!)

Oh - i feel like I’ve been waiting for this book forever as I’ve been listening to Jenny talk about writing it on her blog at arghink for months now. If I don’t get the ARC, be sure I’ll be picking it up on the 24th and spending the night in one straight read through.

I don’t actually believe in ghosts. But I do believe that there is more in Heaven and Earth, Horatio…and I’m not about to limit the possibilities of what may happen that’s beyond my understanding. I think it’s possible that places have memories and may retain some echo of the things that have happened there. And perhaps some essence of a dead person could likewise leave an echo, but I’m a Christian and my personal beliefs are that souls don’t linger once the body has ended. I think ghost hunting is more hype than fact but since I’ve never done it, I really can’t judge.

BUT - it does make for a good story! And I’m unbelievably excited about this one!

I believe in ghosts, somewhat.  My mother is convinced that our first family dog, who saw the birth of every one of my siblings and myself, after she had recently passed away, saved my toddler sister from getting hurt in the house by a light fixture that unexpectedly fell where she had been.  My grandfather also passed away while fishing, so lakes hold special spooky significance to my mother, and she probably put some of that on me.

Yay! A new Cruisie! I don’t believe in ghosts, at least not in the traditional sense of them being the spirits of dead people, but I do believe that things happen that can only be explained by the spiritual/paranormal.
I’ve never written a book review before, but if I won I would definitely be willing to try. By the way, this site introduced me to Jennifer Cruisie, so I feel like I owe you a debt.

1. I am totally thrilled for a single title from Crusie. I’ve been less than enamored of her collabs and haven’t even read the last 2 so I hope this one is worth it.

2. I believe in ghosts in that I can’t disprove that they exist and acknowledge that some hinky shit goes on. Like that time I was in college and both my roommates were away and I was laying in bed and just about to fall asleep when I swear to god someone said my name twice. I would’ve just assumed I was more asleep than I thought but we lived in a building that’d had weird things happen before (my roommate took a bath one night, turned the faucet off, and it turn itself back on).

Then again I went to Waverly Hills, considered one of the most haunted buildings in the U.S., and other than being severely creeped out by the history I had none of the experiences others have had.

3. I would totally review it if I got a copy.

Ghosts?  Not so much-but I don’t strongly disbelieve either.  More like I consider them highly unlikely, and haven’t ever seen or experienced anything that would make me believe in them.  But what I do believe is that I would love to read this book early!  I don’t have a review blog-but I’d be happy to give writing a review a shot; I think it will be more “I loved this book” than “here’s why” though.

I belive in ghosts because I have definitely felt the presence of people I could not see and seen people who could not be there, like my grandmother shortly after her death. (Wow, this makes me sound a little crazy.

I am so excited for this new Crusie book and I would be delighted to review it!

I believe in ghosts because i have one in my house and oh holy ghost, do I want this book!!!!!!!

Totally excited about this book… I’m only #488 on my library’s waiting list for it (and I signed up a while ago, who knows how long that list is now) so winning it would certainly help me read it before next year sometime.

As for ghosts… I’m inclined to be a believer… to me ghosts are like aliens… they’re not entirely impossible.

I love writing book reviews… though I can be a bit scathing at times, at least I’m honest :-)

I don’t believe in ghosts personally but I love a romance that has a ghost story!  If I get the ARC I will be reviewing it on my blog, The Adventures of a Newly Employed Librarian. I love Jennifer Cruise!!

Ghosts. I don’t like to call what I’ve experienced ghosts. Presences? Probably splitting semantic hairs, but I haven’t felt an individual ghostly personality, but I have known when I’m in the presence of supernatural nuances.

‘hot63’—Why thank you, I will be 63 next month and I love thinking I’m hot—and not just from the hot flashes.

I do believe in ghosts.  Though I have never seen one, I’ve definitely felt the presence of something “otherworldly” to borrow someone else’s phrase.  It wasn’t a friendly something either.  There was a room in a relative’s home that somehow felt extraordinarily unwelcome to females.  Every single woman who walking into that room felt it and couldn’t stay for long.  And it didn’t matter how old you were.  The relative eventually sold the house.  Have no idea if he discussed the “ghost” in the room.

Would be happy to review the book on my blog.

I do not believe in ghosts.  I do believe in a good story that involves ghost.  Can I just say The Ghost and Mrs. Muir?
I absolutly adore Crusie.  After the last collaboration novel that involved demons, I would be stoked to see what she can do with ghosts.

I do believe in ghosts, but I’ve only ever seen ghost-cats.  I am not sure there are all that many human souls locked on the earth.  I think God’s a better housekeeper than I am.

No, I don’t believe in ghosts.  I’m a science person, so I’d have to have hard proof.
I would be glad to review the book after reading it, but I don’t have a blog on which to post it.  I’d send to you, though.

A new book? Awesome! I’ve been thinking lately I really need to start reading more.

As for ghosts, I believe in them 100%. I’m a huge skeptic so I don’t believe just any story i’m told, but I know ghosts exist. I saw one when I was a kid. It came in and sat on my bed for a while, so I stayed very quiet, and then it left. I think it was just tired. Everybody jokes about how I must have been reading something scary before bed, but even my child self could tell the difference between dreams and reality. I was awake, and that person was transparent and glowing softly.

Book reviews I can do. I love reviewing books. Books are just about my favourite thing in the whole world, along with writing.

I don’t know that I believe in ghosts, but I absolutely believe in…left over energy, I guess I could call it. I love ghost stories, and should anything like a ghostly encounter happen to me, I’d be completely open to it, but thus far I haven’t experienced anything neatly categorized under “ghosts”. That said, there are absolutely places and objects that seem to emanate a certain feeling or vibe, and despite my husband’s merciless teasing of me, I’m a huge believer in vibes. So, A Jennifer Crusie that might have ghosts? Definitely impatient to get my hands on this book, by hook or by crook.

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Holy crap, no. Two are PLENTY for me.

Well some of us chicks in the UK do believe in things that go bump in the night. Well I do, although this didn’t happen to me parse but more my mum!
Somewhat confused she asked me one morning, “Why do you keep coming in my room at night and staring at me?”
Totally confused I told her I hadn’t done that at all. She would laugh and say I was obviously sleep walking. Till the next evening it happened again and she obviously woke more to prove to me I was doing this. Alas though, it wasn’t me standing above her when she confronted said person and then then dissapeared into thin air! No it was her nan who had died when she was 4 years old! Needless to say I have believed since then and so has my mum!

I do book reviews of books I read and these are put onto my site and another book review site :) I love books, love reading and quite frankly if I don’t find a way to fund my book habit soon I will have to turn to crime!!! M x

I believe in the possibility of ghosts.  I haven’t seen one but I cannot say they don’t exist.  I did visit Randall’s Ordinary in Connecticut (I think it’s the oldest still-running tavern/restaurant in the U.S.) and was disappointed that the resident ghost did not choose to make an appearance.  Also, I want to believe since my sister has said she’ll do something to me that I don’t like after I’m dead so I have promised I will become a ghost and haunt her if she does, so it better be possible!

I am a huge Jennifer Crusie fan, both alone and in collaboration.  Fred’s book is my favorite (I know he’s the dog but he’s very memorable)!

Regarding the ghost question… I vacillate between skepticism and agnosticism on that.  I’ve never had anything I could characterize as a paranormal experience, although several people I know claim that they have.  I’m doubtful about the existence of an afterlife, confident about the power of suggestion, and aware that the plural of anecdote is not data; but I also agree with Hamlet that “There are more things in heaven and earth, Horatio,/Than are dreamt of in your philosophy.”

Regarding a review… I don’t have a website, but I’m willing and able to write a review.  In fact, I’d love the opportunity.

So I’m really a pretty hardcore skeptic.  I blame it on the rebound that happened after I moved away from Albuquerque—that place would make the staunchest atheist a new age believer.  I think there’s something in the water.  But I have had one experience that made me really question my thoughts about ghosts.

So 1994 was a pretty bad year.  My maternal grandmother died, six weeks later my paternal grandmother dies, and two months after that my paternal grandfather, my beloved Granddaddy, died, too.  We were regulars at the funeral home which, let me tell you, is never a good feeling. 

After Granddaddy’s funeral, my parents were left with the task of cleaning out his house.  My grandfather loved golf—he hit four holes-in-one after he started playing regularly—and he loved watching it, too.  He had a small television, probably from the early 70s, that he kept in his den so he could watch golf in peace.  The TV was bequeathed to my younger sister.  This television was so old that there was no remote control, only the dial that had to be advanced through all the channels if you wanted to get to one at the top.  Every time you turned it on, you had to go through 2, 3, 4, whatever, to get to maybe 13. 

One night, a couple of weeks after my sister took over the TV, she woke up screaming.  The rest of us ran into the bedroom.  She was huddled on the bed and just pointed at the television.  It was on, she said, and she had never been out of bed. 

That’s when I realized that the TV was on channel 7.  There was no way that the TV would have accidentally flipped to that channel.  Somehow, at 3a, it was playing a golf recap from earlier in the day.

I still wonder if it was my Granddaddy back to say he was okay.

I am skeptical.  Neither Ghosthunters or any of the other shows about ghosts have convinced me that do or don’t exist. Why is it that Ghosthunters rarely finds anything, but Ghosthunters Int’l almost always does?  And really, its all TV anyway.

Holy moley, I’m so excited about this book! I love reading these comments, too; lots of spooky tales.

I believe in ghosts and have felt their presence, but haven’t seen one. My grandfather used to talk to them all the time, but he says they stopped coming to him a few years ago (right around the time he began to show signs of Alzheimer’s).

One of my friends used to live in an old house in Charleston. One night she woke up and went to the bathroom, and after a minute or two she realized that the room had changed: suddenly there was wallpaper on the walls, a big clawfoot bathtub, old-fashioned perfume bottles, etc. next to the sink. As you can imagine, this startled her. She closed her eyes, and when she opened them again everything was back to normal.

Later, she was chatting with her landlord and found out that a woman who had lived in the house in the twenties had committed suicide in that bathroom.

I don’t believe in ghosts, partly because such things don’t happen to me.  In the first Felix Castor book, The Devil You Know, there’s a woman who can’t see ghosts at all.  She’s beyond insensitive to them.  I might be that, I might never have gone to the right places, ghosts and such might not exist—can’t prove a negative.

That said, when good luck saves people in my mom’s family, it’s her mother, Ruth Ann.  Ruth Ann watches out for her girls.

I was a theatre major in college, and theatre people are pretty much required to believe in ghosts.  No self-respecting stage would be without its own personal ghost.  In college, our black box theatre was located in the stands of the old football stadium, so ours was the ghost of a football player who died on the field in the 20s.  I never had a profound interaction with Nick the Ghost, but I always heard people talk about strange thumping sounds, flickering lights, weird auras that appeared in stage pictures.  One friend even saw a man’s silhouette in a doorway, but no one was there when he got up to investigate.  Of course, all this can be explained by the facts that the theatre was old, dark, rundown, and there were cats living in it, but I choose to believe in the ghost.

I love ghosts in my romance novels, and if I won this, I would totally review it and send that review along.

Well, I have yet to meet a ghost, but if I do I will let you know. I do believe in sock gnomes who are always stealing one sock from the dryer if that counts.
I would review the book on goodreads, my blog, and bn.com.
I would love me a sexy flexible paperback ;)
Have a nice friday ladies.

I am a skeptic but I do believe.  Mostly because my great-grandmother experienced a few nighttime visitations.  Usually when someone in the family was near death she would tell us “I saw that man again last night.”  She said a man in black used to stand at the foot of her bed, sometimes with a child.  I think the man was her brother that died when she was young and the child was a daughter that she lost as a baby.  She also saw people in a particular rocking chair and now I can’t stand to see an empty chair rocking…

i believe that most paranormal events can’t be proved false. and though i haven’t experienced one first hand i know people who have, so i’m stealing their ghost stories:

A math teacher of mine saw a little boy and a woman in a house her family owned. Her sister got locked in a bathroom, while living there alone, and could only get out when she said, “Please stop, you’re scaring me.” A closet light wouldn’t stay off (even when the lightbulb was removed), and in one corner, any picture taken would have a string of lights in an arch in the background. I’ve heard many more stories, too. I just have to believe they are possible.

I would love to review this book and send it to you!

Ghosts?  Nope. I do think we haunt ourselves with regrets, fears, and shame.

Review? You betcha!  Have to send it in though as I’m an internet wanderer with no home of her own!

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I don’t believe in ghosts. I do believe that it’s a lot of fun to be scared or spooked or encounter “unexplained” things that set your imagination spinning. It’s also nice to imagine what dead people would say if they could see us now, or vice versa. That’s what’s so great about ghost stories: you can immerse yourself in spooky mystery and spine-tingling romance and it’s all contained within the covers of the book (or the movie or whatever). For a few hours everything is real and anything can happen.

I think my favorite ghost stories are the Ghost and Mrs. Muir, Timeskip by Charles de Lint (short story in the Dreams Underfoot collection, and totally copied—and made scarier—by a Doctor Who episode last season, called “Blink”), and the Haunted Bookshop mysteries by Alice Kimberly. The latter are awesome, as the ghost in question is a murdered stereotypical Sam Spade sort of detective, who is falling in love with the bookstore owner as he helps her solve murders.

I do not believe in ghosts at this time, although I am not prepared to dismiss the possibility completely. Mostly because I have experienced being on the actual site of the Alamo and getting a distinct creepy chill being there.

I do however believe in awesome ARCs, and reviewing same! ;)

I might believe in ghosts.  Sort of.  A little bit.  Like, I believe in residual energy.  If a lot of really bad things happen in a place I believe that place will retain bad vibes or what have you.  And I believe that I have really and truly talked to my grandparents in dreams.  But I think the governess is crazy in the Turn of the Screw.

I would, could, totally want to review that book.  In fact, I NEED it.  NEED.

Ooh, I would LOVE to get an ARC! Please enter me in the drawing.

I don’t believe in ghosts - it would take an actual incontrovertible personal experience to convince me, and that’s never happened - but I adore ghost stories. (I think I might not enjoy them nearly as much if I did believe in ghosts - I’d find the subject too freaky and no longer playful!)

I believe that some emotional connections are too strong to break, even through death, and that some personalities are so strong and complex and stubborn that they leaves echoes of themselves behind.

To be honest, though, I’ll believe in anything you like if it will score me a Cruisie ARC.

And if I do, I’ll be thrilled the review it on my blog—-I promise to edit out all the squees!

I totally believe in ghosts. I love ghost stories. I love the history of it all. I would love to be able to actually contact the spirits.
I would absolutely review the book. I would leave it on my blog.
Thanks so much for the chance to win!

I’m not sure about ghosts. I haven’t experienced one but some people I trust (Eileen Dreyer, Shelley Mosely) tell credible tales of their experiences with them. I’d like to be convinced.

I don’t blog or review books ordinarily but I’ve seen the Booklist, Kirkus and Library Journal reviews of this book and I’m curious. I’d like to read it and give a “definitive” review.

I wouldn’t say that I believe or disbelieve as I haven’t had any official encounters with them but I’m not ruling them out as a possibility.

When I first got married we lived in a 500 year old
thatched cottage in Wiltshire, England. Weird stuff happened, The back door would lock my husband out when he went outside and when we lay in bed at night you could hear people talking downstairs. We didn’t realize we’d both heard them until after we moved having been reluctant to mention it!!

Ooo, a new Jennifer Crusie book! Yes, please! I love her writing and it’s been too long since I read a contemporary. Plus, I really love ghost stories (both the scary and benevolent kind).

Do I believe in ghosts? ....yes? (she said hesitantly.) I *think* I do. I definitely believe in unexplained forces and supernatural presences. I’ve never encountered a ghost or a haunted place myself, but I’ve heard friends who I trust 100% talk about their experiences. One friend has a string of stories about a haunted dorm at her college (the hauntings ceased after it was remodeled).

I don’t have a blog, but I’d be perfectly happy to write a review and send it in to you. In fact, I’d be downright excited to do so!

(Sidenote: All these ghost stories remind me of Anne Shirley and Diana Barry freaking themselves out telling ghost stories while walking through the haunted wood. :)

I do like ghost stories. I’m always hoping I’ll meet one, but no luck yet. I have a blog and will post a review on it if I win the ARC. It will be at (http://zita-is-booked.blogspot.com/)

I would like to believe in ghosts, because being a poltergeist just sounds like fun.

And while I don’t normally review books, I would completely make an exception in this case, and could send the review to you.

I’m honestly unsure.

Crazy for the geology major, huh?

But a while back, my cousin (she lives nearby) kept coming over to use her spare key. She said she kept locking herself out.

Eventually, one night, she came over and said she thinks her place is haunted. She went on about doors slamming and spooky feelings and said that’s when she kept getting locked out.

Oh, and she says other people admit to it, too. When she was babysitting a friend’s kids for a few days (overnight trip), she says the oldest boy told her one morning that he’d woken up in the middle of the night and saw a man standing over the guest bed. He was obviously speaking with his mouth moving like it was, but no sound came out. And the boy said “What scared me the most, though, is I looked down, about to jump out of the bed and get OUT of there…I looked down and the man had no feet.”

And he stayed in bed after that, and doesn’t remember going to sleep.

Now, I haven’t seen the kid and been able to catch him alone. And he’s 14, so he might just decide to be a cuss and lie about it either way (Fourteen: The Age of Der Stoopid, and you’d have to know him anyway). And I’m not sure if my cousin is completely reliable either (she says she’s seen a lot of weird crap. Like, being at a cemetery and leaning against a statue of Jesus at the front. And swearing there was a grating sound as the statue moving its foot over a little to make room. She says she got the HECK out of there after that).

But it’s enough to make me keep an open mind. That way, the crow won’t taste so bad when it happens.

And I’d be happy to review this one by sending the reviews into here.

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I believe in “ghosts,” but not the standard flying white Casper like creatures (though I love Casper!).  My sister used to live in this house. It was vacant for many years, but she took up the top floor. Everytime my little sister (she was just a baby at the time) was there, she would scream and cry. She wouldn’t stop until she was in a car and driving away. Many times screen doors were seen opening. There was an incident with a pitchfork being struck into her back wooden door. It was some creepy, creepy stuff. 

I only remember it because it used to have this cellar like building attached. One of my friends and I went in there and found some really old stuff along with this old portrait…and what do you know? The mysterious pitchfork. Needless to say, my sister moved out and I’m not going back!!

*cue some creepy, ghost music*

And I don’t review books professionally. I used to keep my own blog but I can never keep up on my reviews. I read too many!!! But oh do I love Crusie’s books!

Totally accept fictional ghosts, not so much in the real world. And am SO ready for this book!!! (Been reading Crusie’s blog.)

I don’t believe in ghosts. I just don’t see any convincing evidence that they exist, plus their existence wouldn’t make sense to my from a scientific standpoint.

I’d be happy to review this book on my blog!

I grew in a huge old Victorian, so it’s almost impossible for me not to believe in them. My family spends a large portion of its time sharing stories—I’ve had faucets turn themselves on and off, trinkets get moved around, and sometimes the CD player turns on and flips through tracks (this actually happened when my father was asleep; he thought the house was being robbed). People make lots of explanations for why those things happen, but I prefer to believe that we have a friendly Casper.

In real life? Not so sure. But in my books? Love them! Mostly I tend to see them in mysteries, but I’m happy happy happy when they cross over into my romances. :)

I don’t have a blog, but I’d be happy to send you my review.

I don’t believe in ghosts because if I died and had a choice between reading a good book up in heaven (they only have good books there I’ve heard) and scaring people down here on Earth (where there are a large number of not so good books) I’d stay up in heaven. I assume most deceased people would agree with me.

However- when I am home alone my disbelief does not stop me from freaking out every time I hear a noise from another room.

I would also review this book on my blog if I got the ARC.

I had a best friend in high school that swore her long dead ancestors were still living in her 100+ year old house, so how could I be a good friend and NOT believe in ghosts?

I don’t believe in ghosts necessarily, but I do believe that positive and negative energy can hang around a place long after its inhabitants have left.

I can review it at my blog.

It seems like some people are more susceptible to ghostly occurrences or phenomena - our family history is rife with odd and bizarre ghost stories and when my oldest son bought his first home, guess what was inhabiting it?  We live in a small town so we have bumped into several people that lived in that house and they all have similiar stories about it being haunted.  After he married, our daughter in law put up with it for a year and then, very understandably, wanted to move out so we rented the house for awhile.  My husband drove by one day and saw the father of the family renting the house pacing nervously up and down outside in the yard, smoking furiously.  He stopped and asked him if anything was wrong whereupon the renter turned volubly and slightly hysterically on him and informed my husband he wasn’t going back in the house until his family came home- apparently all the steroes and tvs in the house had turned themselves on full blast and every time he shut them off they would turn back on-
My husband assured him that was a common occurance and asked if he had seen the person in the mirror yet-
they moved out shortly after….
I don’t have a blog but would be very happy to write a review of the book-

I don’t have a website but YES I’d LOVE to review this book (and I’ll keep the all CAPS in check).
Yes I do believe in ghosts. Whenever a member of my family has died I’ve either dreamed of them saying good bye (just before that horrible phone call with the bad news) or sensed their presence in a way that isn’t just that person popping into my thoughts (again just before that horrible phone call). Years after my grandmothers deaths little things that were special to just the two of us pop up here and there.

Totally believe in ghosts!  I always suspected that they existed but then I had a “visit” when my daughter was born - not a visual mind you but I just KNEW my grandmother was there - so that sealed the deal.  Besides, if they didn’t exist there are a lot of people making a lot of money pretending to be ghosts in strange places and there is no education or licensing program for that so I think it’s an industry that does not exist.

I can review all sorts of places - my home blog, my review blog and at goodreads.

I believe in ghosts, mostly thanks to my mom.  She had a run in with a ghost when she was a child and lived in Santa Barbra.  To hear her tell it still gives me the chills and it’s something she can recall with great detail and can even draw a picture of what the lady looked like.
I haven’t read the book yet but really want to :)  If I happen to win it, I can always send you my review :)

I want to be sucked in: I haven’t been grabbed by a book in over three weeks! I’m so desperate that I’m thinking of dusting off some of my old favorites.

I don’t believe in ghosts, but I do believe in the supernatural. There are definitely things out there we might find difficult to explain. I myself have never had a brush with the paranormal, yet there’s so many stories that one cannot entirely dismiss all of it.

A story which is told in my family has to do with a recipe. It’s no ordinary recipe. It’s a healing recipe. As the story goes, the maternal grandfather of my maternal great-grandmother had been taught a recipe for an herbal remedy in a dream (don’t ask me about the “teacher”, no clue!). After he woke up and experimented with what he had been shown, the resulting herbal oil was a healing concoction our family still swears by. Burns, cuts, bruises, aches, pains, cramps, you name it and this oil works. The recipe has been passed down from generation to generation on my mother’s side of the family, along with the story of how it came to our family in a dream. I know it might sound silly to some, but everyone who’s ever used it says it’s no joke.

And yes, I would totally love to review this book!

I grew up next to a trail where there were ghost stories a plenty circulating. From the typical white lady standing next to stranded drivers to stranded drivers that never really existed. We had to take that road to get to my aunt’s house and it was a very silent drive… Yup. Still believe the one of the white lady even after all these years and I make sure to pass along the stories to my own girl. (Misery loves company)

Would love to get the ARC and would review it on my blog.
I have been looking for something to give me a good kick into writing my reviews again.

While I have never seen a ghost, people I trust have done so. I am keeping an open mind.

I am happy to read and review the book, it looks like fun!

Oh, yeah I believe in ghosts. It’s hard not to when you have to stay late at a movie theater that has the creepiest creepy sounds and shadows.
1. When you walk down the stairs, alone, you can hear footsteps right behind you walking down the stairs and sometimes you get pushed. Not cool cause I’m so clumsy and I almost fell down and broke my neck .
2. When alone in the boys bathroom and you make that particular ghost mad he slams the stall door. Also, not cool and sometimes a lil guy ghost says ‘hi.’
3. Last but not least, when you are going to the bathroom in the girls bathroom there’s a little girl who laughs. Maybe at you while you’re going to the bathroom but I prefer to think she just heard a joke from one of her ghostly friends.

I don’t believe in ghosts, but interestingly, my identical twin sister does.  When we were infants, my family was moved over to Japan because my father (Navy guy) was sent to Hiroshima.  The people arranging housing asked my mother what size house we needed, and she said “large” because of all the kids.  But the Japanese people arranging the housing thought that they needed to find a house large enough that a foreigner would consider it large, not just Japanese-style large.

So we ended up living in a 400 year old former samurai’s house.  It sounds cool, but it was all tatami mats and shoji screens and no flush toilets (my mother: “What do you mean you can’t vacuum the mats?”)

To this day, my twin sister swears that there was an old Japanese man who lived in the house and who used to play games with her.  My grandmother also claims that she saw him when she was visiting.  He was dressed very old-fashioned and had no feet (ghosts in Japan don’t have feet).

I never once saw, heard, or felt anything about this old dude.  We lived there for years and the only conclusion I can come to is that he liked my twin sister but not me.

P.S.  I don’t review books.  :(

I believe spirits exist—some good, some evil.  Rather than determine which is which, I tend to avoid ‘em all! LOL

I’d be thrilled to read the ARC, and would cheerfully provide you with a review.

Diane :o)
a wuss when it comes to woo woo…

Oh yeah, I believe alright. I’ve had too many experiences not to. And I happen to have time right now to tell you about it.

The oldest story is perhaps the most compelling.

Like many kids, I grew up thinking that there was a ghost in my closet (right? other kids thought that, right?). I used to talk to it all the time, tell it not to come out or it would scare me. But I felt sorry for it and talked to it quite a bit. Sometimes when I was home alone, I’d hear footsteps upstairs and a glass falling in the sink.

As I grew up, I never doubted that the ghost was still there, I just became (somewhat) less afraid of it. After my sister moved out (she was eight years older and had shared the bedroom with me), I asked her if she’d ever felt someone there. She admitted that she had but never told me about it because she knew how I was and hadn’t wanted to scare me.

One afternoon in my teens, I wandered to the front of the house with the idea that someone was at the door. It was summer, so the door into the porch was open to let in a breeze (yeah, I’m that old). There was a little girl at the outside door, blond hair in pig tails and wearing a party dress (a birthday-party dress, but I don’t know how I knew that, I just did). I went to open the door and she was gone.

I figured she was the ghost from my closet and couldn’t understand why she was outside. I shrugged it off. During those strange years, it wasn’t unusual for me to see my mother in the kitchen when she wasn’t really there (yes, she was still alive).

But a year or so later, I came down stairs from getting ready to go somewhere and my best friend was sitting in the living room, looking very freaked out. Joking, I said something about her having seen a ghost. She went kind of pale. I don’t know why, but I said, “Little girl, blond hair?” She nodded and said something about the party dress and the pig tails and the birthday party. It was truly freaking weird.

Some years (and another ghost) later, I told my boyfriend about it. He asked me if anyone in the house had died. My mother had told me that two boys had lived in my room before we moved in. So I told him that I’d always thought that it was a little girl who’d died on the way to a birthday party at the house, probably a car accident or something.

Well, he asked my mother about it the next time we went to visit. She got a very strange look on her face. Then she told us that a little girl had lived in our house. My mother hadn’t told me about her because she’d died of leukemia.

I’m guessing it wasn’t too much before a birthday she’d been looking forward to.

I never saw the ghost that happened in between. I only felt him, watching me in the shower of a little house I rented. I felt it a lot and it creeped me out. Later, one of the neighbors told me that a “pervert” had been living there with two women and killed himself in the garage.

Bingo. That one fit, too.

I was in my early twenties when I ran across the next ghost. I had a big wolf-hybrid dog and it was hard to find a place to live, so I ended up in the upstairs of an old rickety house in a questionable part of town. The neighborhood didn’t bother me, I had the big scary dog.

The ghost didn’t bother me, either. He wasn’t creepy like the last one, or sad like the first one.

The guys who lived across the street were professional thieves, as the neighborhood talk went, so I thought it best to be on friendly terms with them (I really liked my stereo and was way too broke to buy a new one). It turns out I needn’t have worried. They were scared to death of the place—it was haunted they said, a guy had killed himself there a few years ago. They couldn’t believe I felt safe living there.

I’d wondered, off and on, why he killed himself, because his ghost didn’t feel tragic. Just lost and maybe confused.

Some months later, the sister of a new boyfriend (who ended up being a short-term husband, but that’s another story) stopped by for some reason. She was completely freaked out. She’d known the guy who’d killed himself. I told her about the ghost and asked if she knew why he’d done it. She told me he’d been working at a factory with a lot of fumes and they’d slowly driven him crazy.

There have been other incidents as well, but this is long enough. Now, assuming you can believe that I’m telling the truth as I’ve experienced it, you’ve got to understand why I’m a believer. Right?

I’d love to review the book and put the review on my blog.

As for ghosts, I don’t believe in them. If they were real, I don’t think there would be a question about their existence. There’d be lots of them all over the place and everyone would know some ancestors or something, since so many people have died on the planet so far.

I would love to review the new Jennifer Crusie! Sounds like a contemporary version of The Turn of the Screw, actually.

I’m not a big believer in ghosts, but that’s maybe because I’ve spent the greater part of my existence growing up in a brand-new house that never belonged to anyone else. Doubtless if I’d be raised in some Victorian-style mansion I might have different ideas, LOL.

If I got a chance to read it, I would definitely review it at Gossamer Obsessions.

P.S. I almost always review a book after I’ve read it, either at Barnes & Noble, or the site I bought it from if it’s an e-book, sometimes both if there aren’t already a lot of reviews. So, yes, I’d love the opportunity!

I do believe in ghosts, I"m not quite sure why, various reasons I guess.

Have a creepy Japanese ghost story:
A business man checked into an old hotel and as the desk clerk gave him his room key she told him that there was a room at the end of the hall he should avoid at all costs. The man was confused, but agreed that he would. Once he got to his room however, his curiously was insistent that he figure out what was up with that room. So he put his bags in his room and then went to the room at the end of the hall. He crouched down and peered into the keyhole. The whole room was white, except for a middle-aged woman sitting in the corner. She wasn’t moving at all, just sitting. Now the man was unnerved, but didn’t understand why he should avoid this room, and soon went back to his own room.
The weekend passed with meetings with friends and fellow business men and he soon forgot about the room. That is until he had packed up and closed the door to his room for the final time. Telling himself that one more peek wouldn’t hurt he went back to the room and peered into the keyhole once more. This time he didn’t see a white room and a woman sitting in the corner, all he saw was red. Just red. The business man found he was even more unnerved and decided to ask the desk clerk about it. So as he was checking out he did and she told him that the previous owner of the hotel had killed his wife in that room and that she still haunted it. But what was really strange, the clerk went on to tell him, was that the woman didn’t have black or brown eyes like most Japanese people did, her eyes were blood red.

word: Mother84. Well I’m sorry but my mother isn’t 84, and neither is my grandmother.

I absolutely believe in ghosts, much to my mother’s consternation.  When I was 6, my family moved into my dad’s stepfather’s house to take care of him after my grandmother died.  Not long after moving there, I started having weird dreams about my grandmother.  I can still remember the first one quite clearly.  In it my baby brother (3 at the time) and I woke up and our parents told us to go downstairs and that they would be down in a couple of minutes.  As we got to the stairs we heard growling from the living room.  Then, my grandmother came floating out of the living room accompanied by two vicious looking dogs.  She started yelling at us, and told us not to come down stairs. 

When I woke up, I was facing my open bedroom door (at the time I wasn’t allowed to sleep with the door closed), which showed the wall adjacent to our bathroom.  I frequently faced this wall, which until that night had been pristine.  When I looked up at the wall that night there was a “stain” on it that looked like an avenging angel.  I told my parents, but they had no idea how it got there, and after months of me complaining that it freaked me out, my dad attempted to paint over it.  Of course nothing worked, and I imagine that the stain is still there 18 years later.  (btw, a few years ago, my mother finally told me that my grandmother had died in that living room.)

Another freaky, supernatural occurrence happened when I was 13.  By this time, my family had moved out of my dad’s stepfather’s house and into my maternal grandmother’s house.  One night, about 5 months after the move, I woke up feeling like someone was watching me.  I turned over (I had been sleeping on my side), and saw what looked like my dad (he was and still is alive and well) standing at the foot of my bed.  He was wearing his coat (despite the fact that is was summer), and he kept saying that he was leaving.  The next morning, I asked my dad if he had been in my room the night before, and of course he hadn’t.  That following February, my dad sat my brother and me down, and told us that he was moving out.  When he left, he was wearing the same coat that he had on that night in my room.

If I were to get a copy of the book, I would be more than happy to review it.  I have reviewed a couple of books on my blog (usually the ones that annoyed me to no end), but I can review them anywhere you like.

I don’t believe in ghosts, but I love a good ghost story. “The Turn of the Screw,” on which this one is based, is one of my all-time favorite stories. I remember reading it for the first time when I was about fourteen. I started it at 9:00 one night, and I was up all night long finishing it (and then being too terrified to sleep).

I adore Jennifer Crusie. I’d have no problem reviewing this book, but my website is not exactly suited to book reviews, as it’s a wedding tips blog! I’d be happy to email it to you, though.

Oh man, I have a desperate NEED to read this book as soon as humanly possible! I would definitely review it too. I have a blog I’m just getting into the swing of using, so I could write it there, or send it in. Either is good for me. As for ghosts, I believe that pretty much anything is possible. I think I believe more in a presence of someones spirit than boogey men moving things around, although I’ve had experiences that could be both. Recently the sister of an old friend of mine died. When we were kids, like 8 and 5 years old, we were playing outside of their house one day when we were approached by a Mormon missionary. This woman launched into her whole spiel for and it was just a really bizarre experience (you maybe had to be there…) Anyways, the morning after I found out the girl died, I was heading to work, and a pamphlet fell off of my front door. It was left there by Mormon missionaries, and mine was the only door in my immediate area that had one on it.

I am a Scientist with a capital S, but I do admit to weird experiences that I can’t explain.  Three times in my life, I have seen an old woman walking by the side of the road, dressed in black, just prior to a death in the family. The first time I was twelve, and I asked my mother why she didn’t stop and offer her a ride, as we lived in a small town and often did so for neighbors.  She asked “Who?” and, once I described the woman, told me to be quiet and not speak anymore of it outside.  Once home, she told me of the bean sidhe, or “banshee,” the harbinger of death.  My grandfather died unexpectedly that week.

I saw her again before my father and my mother’s deaths.  Is she a ghost?  I don’t know. Coincidence?  Maybe.  But I have never seen her otherwise, and my mother asked me to keep silent on the matter.

I would certainly review a new JC book.  Love her work!

Yes, I believe in ghosts. From age 2 - 7 I lived in a pre-Civil War era farmhouse in rural Ohio. During tornadoes we hid in the old root cellar, which had allegedly been a stop on the Underground Railroad. While many places claim this distinction, the area around Cincinnati was very much a part of the RR - the Underground RR museum is actually located in Cincinnati for that reason.

The RR isn’t part of the story - just tells you how old the house was. The oldest section, the farm kitchen and twisty back (original) stairs and bedroom above the kitchen (mine) were the only parts of the house the ghost visited. The previous owner had even published a series of children’s books based on our friendly little cook-ghost. My mother saw her a couple times. She was a very small older lady who moved things in the kitchen. She always left cupboards and drawers open - ones that were hard for us to open b/c the wood stuck - and she liked to lock off the back steps, presumably to protect my baby sister (the era before baby gates were common). A good ghost, all in all. That was a great house. 

I will absolutely post a review at Damned Scribbling Women.

I don’t really believe in ghosts. (Says my rational side). But weird things happen and if you can’t find out why… Well, I’d have to have proof they existed, but it’s an interesting supposition.

And ghosts in fiction? I’m all over that.

Jennifer Crusie? I’ve already pre-ordered, baybeeee! (But think an ARC would be awesome anyway)

And OH YES I would review it. I’ll probably just fangirl squee or something, at least on the first reading

I totally believe in ghosts.  Various members of my family have all seen or interacted with one at some time or another.  And Ive seen one in the house where I grew up.  Nothing scarey at least.

Yes, on my blog and on goodreads.

Unexplainable things happen, so yes, I believe in ghosts.  I’d be willing to send in a review, though I don’t have a blog.

Believe in ghosts? No, but I will say that it’s damned hard to lose the jewelry I inherited from my mother. I’ll notice an earring is missing, make a paniced, unsuccessful search & then find it days later in a perfectly visible place where I’d already looked. Weird, but do I think my mother is haunting me? No.
And I’d review on Goodreads, not well, but that’s my place.

Yes, definitely believe in ghosts/spirits. When I was a preteen, middle of the night on All Soul’s Day, I woke up and saw a man wearing a black formal coat and hat at the head of my bed. The man looked like it was watching over me as I sleep. Still half-asleep, I didn’t think much of it and told myself it was just my imagination since it was All Soul’s Day. I went back to sleep.

Years later, I was helping my mother clean up a stash of old portraits. She showed me one portrait that is of my long dead grandfather. I had never seen the portrait before and I had never seen a picture of my grandpa before either. The man in the portrait was the man at the head of my bed watching over me.

I don’t give reviews of books, but I would love to let you know what I think of this book after I read it. :)

I absolutely believe in ghosts.  I lived in a haunted duplex for a while.  Mostly it was kind of interesting or occasionally frustrating if the ghosts were feeling playful.  But it got seriously creepy right before I moved out.

I’d love to post a review on my blog, but since I’m a major Crusie fan-girl it will probably mostly be unintelligible squeeing.  Not that that would stop me.  All my Crusie-loving friends will be sick with envy anyway.

I believe in ghosts. I haven’t encountered any personally, but I believe in the possibility of their existance. Especially after a friend’s dad told the most convincing and eerie story of working the night shift in a haunted building with lights that would turn themselves on.

I believe in ghosts and I was prepared to see one when I spent a dark and windy night alone in a 150 years old British manor. They just forget it was a date.
I’d love to publish a review of the book on my blog (which is a book blog) but it would be in Hungarian. Although I can translate it to English though I am much wittier and funnier in Hungarian.

I have never had a ghostly experience and would say that I would have to see to truly believe.  I do work in two historic houses though, where families have lived and died and I feel like people leave behind an essence of themselves in the places they build and the places they live.  Often as I walk through the houses I work in, and tell the stories of the objects and the families, I feel not an actual presence but a sense of lived in ness (I know that’s not a word but I can’t think of a better way to describe it) like the house has collected pieces of everything that went into building it and everything that occured in it and these memories reverberate just beyond the grasp of normal senses leaving me with a feeling of contentment and fufillment.

I do believe in ghosts..the day after my Dad died he paid a quick visit to my hubby to be, just gave him the once over. My Gramps stayed in the house where he and Granny lived for a few months after he passed. She could feel him lay down next to her at night. When she would leave during the day he would open up all the drapes.
I read a book every day or 2 so reviewing would take up too much of my reading time.

My sis lived in a flat haunted by a little boy, and she had to come to terms with it. Which she did, but she said he often messed with her closet door or was waiting for her in the bathroom while she showered. Yeeps.

Yes Crusie ARC please!!

I don’t believe in ghosts but I do believe that Jennifer Crusie has supernatural powers.  PLEASE PLEASE PLEASE send me her book!  I write great book reviews!  I would write one just for you guys!  I don’t have a website so it would be all yours. 

possible69 - um…should I really try to make a joke of that one, or just back slowly away?

I do believe in ghosts. I try to tell myself that I don’t, because I feel that logically, I should know that ghosts don’t exist, but yeah, irrational fears and all. I think I believe in them in part because I’m somewhat highstrung, startle easily, and have an incredibly active imagination, so at some point when I was younger, I saw some scary ghost movie, and incorporated ghosts into my “things to be afraid of” lexicon, and now, whenever I hear strange noises in places that I don’t think they should be, or flickers in the corner of my eye that go away when I look directly at them, my mind tends to jump to “GHOST”.

I’m open to the idea of spirits with corporeal form (thank you Harry Potter!) but I don’t know if I believe in ghosts, per se.

I would write a review on my Goodreads account, but I would also send it to you if you like. :)

I’ve been following Jen Crusie’s blog and I’m SO EXCITED for this book to be released. Winning it before it comes out would be even better.
I’ve always loved ghost stories. I went to/worked at camps for years, so there’s always just been something magical about sitting around a campfire, huddled into a sweatshirt and being deliciously scared by ghost stories (even though I hate horror films, I love suspense stories). I wish I could remember my favourite ghost story, which ended with a funny punch line using the pun coffin/coughing.
Thinking of camp and ghost stories reminds me of the episode of This American Life about Camp where the kids are so happy so be scared by Bloody Mary.
My love of gothic romances ties in with my love of ghost stories. And it always reminds me of Gordon Lightfoot and this song: http://www.dailymotion.com/video/x195n8_gordon-lightfoot-cold-case-song-lyr

I forgot to say that I’d be happy to review the new book if I happened to win it. More than happy!

Do I believe in ghosts?  I’ve never run into one, but that doesn’t mean they aren’t there.  Can I be “ghostnostic?”

And I review everything I read in my mind, and may actually one of these days start blogging about it, since I can’t seem to get any of my own writing off the ground!

First, let me say that I’ve never “felt” the presence of a ghost or thought that I saw one, despite living in a 80-year old house and working at the 2nd oldest mental institution in the country (and yeah, there are creepy stories attached to the place, including the fact that there are dead bodies buried all over the grounds in unmarked graves because it was established in 1827 and people used to live there until they died).  That said, when I first moved into this old house with my husband, weird stuff happened all the time.  Sometimes, I’d walk into the kitchen and all of the cabinets would be open.  Sometimes a cup would fall out of the open cabinet as I walked by.  The lights would sometimes turn off despite no one turning them off and sometimes the tv would turn itself off while you were in the middle of watching a show.  Of course, all of this could be easily explained away as just the house settling and the wiring being old, etc.  Like I said, it’s not like I ever felt a cold spot or the feeling of being watched or anything like that.  However…. 

About 3 months after I moved in with my husband, I had a glass baking dish, 9” x 13”, and I’d laid it upside down and flat on the counter on a towel to dry and left the room.  About 10 minutes later, there was a loud crash.  For no reason that I could tell, the dish had fallen from the counter and shattered on the floor.  There were freakin’ glass shards EVERYWHERE.  I was so pissed that I said, “Dammit, whoever or whatever you are, I live here now and I’m not leaving, so fucking get used to it or get out!” without even thinking.  You know, after that, no more falling cups.  No more shattered bakeware.  Again, it was probably just me unconsciously moving the cups farther back from the edge of the cabinets, etc, but who knows.

As for the ARC, you know I’d write a review!

I believe in ghosts. Never seen one myself (don’t think I want to because I’m a big scaredy-cat) but I often hears stories abut the ones that live in my in-law’s house.
The ghosts are the original owners of the house, an little old lady by the name of Rose and her husband-don’t know the name but he always wears dark pants and a white long sleeve shirt. From what I gather, they loved the house…and never left.
When my husband was a young boy he used to often see the man walking around the house. As did my mother-in-law.
About 8 yrs ago my in-laws added a second floor, but they held back on adding steps for another two years so the only way up was through a ladder. During that time my sister-in-law would sometimes come home and from the driveway she’d see the face of an old woman from an upstairs window.
One day, my brother-in-law was alone in the house watchign tv and saw Rose’s reflection as she walked across the room behind him.
They’ve all heard footsteps upstairs when no one was up there and seen and heard strange noises.
I get freaked out when I’m there alone, my brother-in-law won’t stay there if he can help it. But my mother-in-law is all calm about it. To her it’s just Rose going about her day.

Haven’t done a book review since high school but I’d be happy to give it a shot!

I don’t believe in ghosts, per se, but I do believe that places hold positive or negative energy.  When I was a child, my bedroom was in the basement.  I was convinced that there was someone (boogey man?) down there when it was dark.  Of course, my family thought I was silly, but I felt justified when our dog refused to go down there one night.  Creepy.

I would love the chance to review a Jennifer Crusie book…Bet Me is my all time favorite.

Can hardly wait for the new book, would love to review!

And yes, I do believe…never had an experience until I was walking at an old crumbling French castle, (how cliche is that!) just after twilight. My friend had wandered off and I stayed by the wall because I was afraid we’d get in trouble somehow. As I was taking a few pictures, I swear I saw something dart from one old tower to the next, thought it was my friend, but a few minutes later the friend comes walking up from the other direction.  When I got my film deveoped (pre-digital popularity days) I have one picture that has a very large misty swirl around where I thought I saw something move.

1. I don’t believe in ghosts (because I’ve never seen one) and I don’t even read a lot of ghost stories, but if any author can bring me around it would be Jennifer Crusie. I ADORE her books and can’t wait to read this one.

2. I would be more than happy to write a review on my own website (I just started it a few days ago) or send one to you.

Back in my late teens, when I was dating my future spouse, we had a close encounter of creepy kind that neither of us has ever forgotten.  My husband has always been a big aficionado of dirt roads go nowhere in particular.  He kind of collected them.  He probably could have written a guidebook to the unknown “parking” spots of Connecticut. 

One night he decided to explore a side street that petered off into dirt as it left the neighborhood and meandered into the woods.  We had my dog with us and tied it out, so we could have some quality canoodling time in the car.  We’d barely begun to smooch when I started to have the intense prickly feeling of being watched.  The feeling rapidly became squirmingly intense and was accompanied by cold chills.  Ever so casually, I asked Gerry if he didn’t think we should maybe…LEAVE.  He agreed immediately, we reeled in the dog (which seemed to take forever), turned the Corvair around and bumped our way out of the woods.  I was never so happy to see a streetlight in my life.

We rehashed this episode after the fact and it still seemed surpassingly weird.  Gerry had the same sensation of being watched and was totally creeped out.  We later wondered if the road actually ended in the woods behind a near-by cemetery. I have to say that neither of us has ever been a fan of horror movies or books, and at that point in time, I was unfamiliar with the conventions of slasher movies. Still, opening that car door to get the dog in was one of the hardest things I’ve ever done, even though the little booger was cooperative for a change.  I know it doesn’t sound like much, but it was the spookiest moment of my life.

So, yeah, I guess I do believe that ghosts are definitely possible. 

Spamword: couldnt69 Hell, we couldn’t even kiss, we were in such a hurry to get out of there.

Well, I’m sort of luke-warm on ghosts. My family has a few in the closet, and great old Victorian complete with ghost stories, but it has been my boyfriend’s family that is haunting me! After his grandmother died, the radio, facet, and several light switches went completely haywire.  They would turn on in the middle of the night, turn off at random, and flicker like mad when I entered the room.

My boyfriend was quite philosophical about the whole thing, and merely mentioned that his grandmother needed to have the last word.

On the other hand, I’m so excited about a new Crusie that I might start manifesting at any second.

I want to believe in ghosts but I don’t. If I win this book I will review it!

I believe in ghosts - because I’ve seen (at least) one.

I was young, maybe 8 or so, and woke in the middle of the night to see a younger child standing on the landing outside the bedroom door.  S/he was dressed in an old-fashioned nightrobe and stood there looking at me for a few moments before vanishing.

Our house was old enough that Edwardian nightclothes could feasibly have been warn by earlier inhabitants

I will totally write a review if I’m lucky enough to win an ARC!

I can never quite decide if I believe in ghosts or not. On the one hand, I have seen and heard some very disconcerting things (last week I swear I heard someone say my name in my ear, very distinctly, as I was dropping off to sleep, alone). But I can always think of a legitimate reason for them. I’m kind of like Mulder. I want to believe.

<3 me some Crusie!

I don’t DISbelieve in ghosts, how about that? Too many people have experiences (see above) for me to discount the possibility, although I’ve never had one.

I like ghosts as a literary device, if they are handled well. Shakespeare uses them effectively, in Hamlet and Macbeth.  Two of my favorite La Nora trilogies (Chesapeake Bay and In the Garden) feature ghosts, too; that’s not WHY I like the books, but they work for me.

I’m excited about this book, but I won’t buy it. If I don’t win a copy, then it will be the library queue for me.

I believe in ghosts. I don’t have any chilling tales or ancedotes about when I may have seen a ghost or had an encounter with the livingly impaired. I just….know. Call it sixth sense, or just a way to win a contest, I do believe in ghosts and that they walk amongst us.

And of course I would write a review. I usually use the Bookshelf app on Facebook to air my excitement (or angst) about a book, but I could easily email you a copy.

I would like to believe (“there are more things..”), but find myself naturally skeptical.  I’ve never had any personal experiences, or known anyone who has.  But then, I live in the suburbs where everything is soulless and new(er)...

spamword: them22….if there are 22 of them in my house, it’s awfully crowded in here!

First, @ TheDuchess, I want the recipe if you’re sharing.  :)

I desperately want the ARC and will oh, so happily review it on my website, The Good Girl, which is quickly turning into book-review central this summer as reading is all I seem to be doing lately.

So, the ghost thing?  I used to believe in them for fun.  I mean, what fun is a tour of an historic house with no ghost?  What fun is a campfire with no ghost story?  Come on.  So, okay, I was always good with the idea of ghosts, would pretty easily get creeped out at creaky noises in old houses, etc.  Then my sister died.  She was a pretty good girl for a twenty-five year-old, and I have always been a solid Christian so I was sure she’d land up in Heaven right quick.  And after some dreams in which she visited each of us (Mom and Dad, my brother, my other sister, and me) I was sure of it.  But out of nowhere, sometimes, I FEEL her with me.  Now, look, my sister is sort of a troublemaker, so when I FEEL her, I know she’s up to something.  One day, months after my sister and I had split up her clothing and taken it home, I was in my room alone, trying on an old sweater she and I used to fight over.  When I pulled my head through, and looked in the mirror, my sister’s face was in place of mine.  Now, we look somewhat alike and I am all too willing to brush her off and say that was my imagination.  So, maybe it was.  I didn’t tell anyone about it and put it out of my head.  But then, the next day, my baby sister called me to tell me about the same exact thing happening to HER the day before.  It was just our lovely rotten sister taking time out of Heaven to play tricks on us. 

If you wanna call that a ghost, I’m good with it.  She sure is spirited.

I totally believe in ghosts and get goosebumps watching those ghost hunter shows on tv.  I’m actually jealous of those that have seen apparitions.  Maybe someday I’ll go on a ghost hunter shows and see something for myself.

And yes, I do reviews online for a dedicated site and also post them on Goodreads and Amazon.  I would love to do one for Jenn’s new book.

I’m open-minded on ghosts. I think I’ve ‘felt’ or communicated with Mom at least once since she passed away, but that may have been me self-comforting.

I would be happy to write a review.

Mom and her sister had a scary experience many years ago. When I was a baby, Dad worked nights so Aunt would stay over at the house with Mom. One night, they were fooling around with a ouija board and decided to call up my paternal grandfather who had died recently.

Apparently, granddaddy didn’t feel like being bothered that night because the pointer shot off the board and across the room with neither of them touching it. Aunt slept in bed with Mom that night and no one messed with a ouija board again!

The house was an old one anyway, and they would hear footsteps in the hall and on the porch. Also, there was a smell of gardenias although no bushes grew near.

Do I believe in ghosts…hmmm…  I’ve not really decided.  I don’t know if I believe in a specific entity that hangs around after death, but I certainly believe that certain places have auras that linger, that places can feel malevolent or happy or sad.  Is that because there are spirits haunting it and giving off those emotions?  Not sure…

And I would definitely write a review!

Ooo, the new Crusie book!  I believe in ghosts (having had a creepy ouija board experience in my youth) but haven’t seen one.  I don’t write reviews but I would if you really wanted me to. :)

Hmmm… I do believe in ghosts.  I believe in spirits, and I think it’s a little arrogant to think we humans are the end all and be all. 

That being said, I have been eagerly awaiting this book since Bet Me.  Jennie is one of my favorite authors, and like many on this site, I enjoy her solo projects much more than her collaborations—though, I don’t begrudge her her creative opportunities. 

And, I’ll happily review this book.  I’ve been writing appellate briefs for the past six months and it’s making me boring.  See, that was all boring. Blech.

1) I believe in ghosts. I saw one and I am still freaking out, 25 years later.

2) I would review the book on my blog at bettyfokker.wordpress.com

Shit. A premature post. I had no chance to fill in my witty parts.

*grump*

I absolutely believe in ghosts and have had so many experiences, including one where the door handle on the bathroom shook while I was taking a bath like someone was trying to get in. Then heavy footsteps walked away from the door and the down the stairs never coming back up. Everyone else in the house was asleep and the dogs didn’t make a peep.
That was also the house where one particular door would never open for me or my husband but for anyone else it would pop right open. So strange.
Anyway, I love Cruisie and would love a chance at this book and would definitely review it. Most likely on goodreads. :)

1. Well, I do believe the our spirits have life after our bodies die. I have had too many dreams about deceased loved ones. I feel they were speaking to me in a way I can comprehend. I don’t really think there are “ghosts” as portrayed on movie, because I feel that there must be an emotional connection between a spirit and whomever they are communicating with. So a stray ghost is NOT going to bother me if I spend the night in a “haunted mansion.” LOL

2. I would be HAPPY to send you a review!! Just pick me, please!!

I do believe in ghosts. I lived in the French Quarter when I was a student and I swear that apartment was haunted. Things were moved when I was home alone, and I have never had stranger dreams.
I would love to review the book, but I would have to email it to you.
I am thrilled she wrote a book alone. I could read anything she wrote and like it, but the flow is soo much better in her non-collaborative books.
Also, if you really read all these..how about some SBTB merchandise?? tees, tc.

Camilla

I don’t really believe in ghosts, but back on a school trip to France, we we wandering around Versaille and I took a picture that turned out kinda weird. It was just a hallway, so I don’t know why I thought it was photogenic… but when the picture was developed there was a strange white blur smack dab in the middle. Of course, everyone swore I managed to take a picture of a ghost… I guess if they were anywhere they’d be in some grand historical place like that!

Although I’ve never actually had an experience with a ghost, I do believe they exist. Not in a “haunt you because you wronged them” kind of way, more like “someone still needs me out there and I have to finish my business with them” kind of way.

I do believe in ghosts.  I think some peoples souls get lost.  Or maybe all of our souls float around out there like the Matrix.  Everything we think we see is an illusion. Its really our souls drifting. We just so happen to actually see whats real every once in a while.

I would be happy to review the book for you.  You could get it off my blog: willowjames.blogspot.com or I can email you it.

Yes, I believe in ghosts.  And can’t wait to read the latest Crusie!

I absolutley believe in ghosts and I have had many encounters of the not so scarey kind.  Many of them in the last 10 years while living in an old 40’s era apartment complex in San Antonio.   

At the moment I have a pet ghost cat.  Seriously.  I guess it could be a small dog but my instinct says cat.  The very first night I moved into my then apartment I was laying in bed with my covers nicely tucked around me and I was reading a book.  As I was reading I felt a substantial weight hop up on the bed and pad up my led to settle at my hip.  I of course thought it was MY cat, so I just lowered my hand from the book and was going to pet her.  My hand met with blanket.  I looked to see if she had moved and there was NOTHING there.  I could still feel the weight at my hip but there was NO indention on the blankets at all.  Slightly freaked I got up and looked for Rita (the cat) and found her at the bottom of the stairs asleep on the window sill.  Couldn’t have been her.  Since then my ghost cat, Spooky, still visits me every now and then.  I quit enjoy our time together.

Same apartment.  I was home alone and sitting at my computer desk in my bedroom late late late one night.  All is quiet, I dont even have the radio on in the background.  My computer desk was against the wall that leads to my living room so I know no one was in the next room and my downstairs neighbor is an old lady that I never hear a peep from.  As I’m sitting at my desk on the internet all of a sudden something I’ll identify as the size of a person SMASHES into the wall directly in front of me.  The wall shakes, my computer wobbles and I am startled out of my chair.  I freaked and grabbed my mace and bat thinking someone had broken in and was gonna kill me.  As I’m scrambling to grab the bat I hear a little girl crying as if someone is beating her.  Freaking EVEN MORE, I run out there and there is NOTHING AGAIN.  That one made me leave the apartment at 3am and get my guy neighbor out of bed to come search with me.  Nothing still. 

I have a few other stories but those are my favs.  I no longer live in that specific apartment but I do live in the complex still.  I will say that the “vibe” I got in the old apartment was intense compared to the “psychic calm” of my current place.  It’s weird but I know there is nothing in this place.

:0)  BTW, LOVE CRUSIE!!  I hope I win.  :0)

I don’t believe but could be convinced if I had an experience with one.

Crusie is my favorite author, I would so love to have this book.

I believe in ghosts. I used to work in a law office in an old building that was formerly a brothel. Rumor had it that the building was haunted by a prostitute who had died in the building during childbirth. One of the attorneys claimed that said ‘ho used to wander around the building late at night, slamming doors and crying. The only way this attorney would work nights or weekends was if I was right there next to her. One particular weekend we heard a loud crashing noise downstairs and then creaking noises on the back stairs, as if someone was walking up the steps to see us. We were the only ones in the building -  had locked all of the doors, closed the metal shutters and made sure no one had access. Scared the holy bajeezus right out of me! Needless to say, I refused to work after hours after that and eventually found another paralegal job.

Can’t wait for Crusie’s new book!! I’m one of her biggest fans. Pick me! Pick me!

While I can’t say with firm conviction that I believe in ghosts, I’m to be open to the idea of them.  Since I’ve never had an experience with one, it’s easier be skeptical (especially when looking at the paranormal section of the bookstore), but I’d like to keep myself open to the possibilities.  “There are more things in heaven and earth,” and so forth. ;)

Either way, they make for great stories!  I keep thinking of the scene in Anne of Green Gables where Anne & Diana have to walk through the haunted wood at dusk, and Anne twists her ankle and starts recounting all the ghost encounters she’s ever heard of.  good times.  ^_^

I love Jenny Crusie’s books and am looking forward to getting my hands on this one.  :D

Ghoulies and ghasties and things that go bump in the night? I don’t believe per se, but there’s a small bit of me that kinda wishes the ‘impression loop’ theory was real science, not pseudo-science. 
On t’other hand, I used to work at a yard where a lad hung himself from the rafters in the indoor school.    Horses universally used to spook at the spot, despite there being nothing there but a patch of sand. No rattly doors or mirrors or odd viewing angles or anything explicable.  This was loose, ridden, in-hand and at all times of day/year.  Had nothing to do with whether the handler knew the history either.  Generally wore off after they’d been through the spot a few times. 
However, no-one human ( other than few hysterical teens) ever reacted to it.

I believe, and as the first anniversary of my dad’s passing approaches, he has sent reassuring vibes to several of us in the family, inc my 3 yeard old niece who has said several specific things that would have to have come from him.

I’d have to send a review back to you, I keep a low internet profle.

I don’t believe in ghosts, but I don’t actively disbelieve in them either. I basically feel the same about ghosts as I do about heaven, reincarnation, and every other theory concerning what happens after we die. I know some people will think this is a cop out, but after a great deal of reflection I decided that it is impossible to know for sure so it is pointless to speculate and there is no sense in worrying about it. I know i have the life I am living now so the smart thing for me to do is to live it the best I can and that way, whatever happens or doesn’t happen after I die, at least I’ll have no regrets about how I lived.

Ghosts? Could be. I open to the idea. Reviewing the book? Absolutely.
Please count me in.

Absolutely I believe in ghosts!  Too damn many things go bump in the night for any other explanation.
Review?  Hmmm.
Delighted to hear there is a new Crusie coming out—when she is good, she is GREAT!

I once lived in a haunted house and I could tell many stories of flying knives and scared witless friends, but the main thing that stays in my mind is a memory of me and the dog and cat sitting frozen on a bean bag clutching each other and staring at the door leading into the hallway, just knowing something was there. When they sensed the ghost or whatever, the animals would arch their backs and I am sure all the hairs on all of us stuck straight up. Even when there was no ghostly presence the three of us took to running down the hallway. Needless to say, the DH would have loved to have had the experience we had, but musn’t have been haunt-worthy.

I do believe in ghosts. You would think my experience with them would have happened when I lived in Salem, MA, in a 250 year old house.
But no, that house was not haunted. It was the apartment above a carpet store in Derry NH, that was the creepiest place I have ever lived. Faucets turned on, radios came to life unexpectedly. Whispers from the next room, random cold spots. I once had a glass smash in a room that no one was in, and it didn’t just fall off the counter, i found it’s remains in the middle of the floor. The worst though, was the feeling of unease that you couldn’t get away from. Almost everyone that came over to visit, commented on the creepiness of the place. I didn’t have to see a ghost, I knew some unfriendly presence was there. I was constantly turning on all the lights and looking over my shoulder. I had a night-light in my bedroom! I avoided being alone there as much as possible.

When I think back to when the landlord made us sign the lease, he kept reminding us that we would be charged if we broke it early. No matter what the reason. That was the longest year of my life. I looked for reasons to stay at friends houses, sometimes purposely getting drunk off my ass so they would be forced to have me over.
It’s funny, I drive by it every now and then and point it out to people, solemnly telling them how scary it is. They just look at me like I’m crazy and say something like, “really? the carpet store is the scariest place you ever lived? Really?!?”
I would be honored to review the book. I don’t have a website, and my writing skills are weak, but I would do my best.

Probably not believing in the ghosts.  But that won’t stop me from thinking there’s one around the corner if I ever spend the night alone in a deserted mansion.

I put my reviews up on goodreads, and would be happy to share.

Love Crusie’s novels!  And though I’m a skeptic by nature, my brother’s experiences wrt ghosts have given me pause….

1. I don’t believe in ghosts, even after a weird nightshift experience. My friend Lynn and I were working with another nurse on a ward that had a TV room between the main block of patient rooms and the first four-bed bay. One of Lynn’s patients buzzed at around 1AM, just as the three of us were about to do something, so Prue and I stood in the corridor outside the storeroom, waiting for Lynn to finish with her patient. About ten minutes later we saw Lynn come out of the room, look up and down the corridor, walk to the lobby, come back, then head down toward a closed patient bay. She turned to us and said “Okay, where did my patient go?”

We had no idea what she was talking about - we’d been looking down the corridor the entire time she’d been gone and only saw her enter the room and come back out ten minutes later.

She swears she escorted her patient to the loo, waited in the adjacent pan room, and then heard limping footstep walk from the patient room to the corridor. Her patient was blind, and Lynn assumed he tried to go back to bed on his own but got disoriented and headed in the wrong direction. When, after speaking to us, she went back to the bathroom she found him still there; her other three patients were all still asleep and in case bed-bound.

2. Not only will I review the book on my blog, I co-review with Lynn, so you’ll get two reviews for one easy shipment to Australia :) We both love Crusie, and Lynn loves ghost stories (and is looking at a PhD that incorporates them)!

I’m undecided when it comes to ghosts - I certainly believe that violent death can leave a negative impact on an area that we can pick up and may attribute to ghosts. But fully sentinent shades tasked with delivering one last important message to their loved ones? Not so much.

I do review books but only within my bookclub - I don’t publish anywhere but would be happy to write up and share for an ARC.

I believe in ghosts. After all, I believe in God and the soul - it stands to reason there are other things that we cannot explain, including ghosts.

I don’t do book reviews unless they REALLY suck and then I go on Amazon to do it.

I’ve always thought that ghosts exist; however, I’ve been a true believer in ghosts ever since my sister and I saw what we believe to be an apparition of an older woman while at a chorus rehearsal We both noticed the woman watching the rehearsal in the back of the auditorium and commented on it to others present.  No one else noticed her and she stayed for the entire time!  She was the only one sitting out in the hall so it was obvious to us that she was out of place.  The other members of the chorus thought we were making her up, but she was so strange we’re sure she was a ghost!

I usually just praise or rail against romance novels over the phone with my best friend. :) But I would love to write a review of the book if I win it!

For a Cruisie ARC I would put down the chocolate and bite the bullet instead and do a real book review.

Regarding ghosts; hell yeah! I’ve been haunted by the ghost of my innocence for years!

Not sure if I believe in ghosts, per se, but I definitely believe in those we’ve lost having a lingering presence in our lives. I lost both of my grandparents within three months of each other, and both before I gave birth to my first child—we named him after my granddad, and there have been times when I just KNOW that he would have been really proud of his namesake, and that he’s keeping an eye on us somehow, :)

I believe in the possibility of ghosts, but I don’t have any first hand stories to confirm that belief. I do, however, know the exorcist of a Catholic religious order, and he had some pretty bizarre stories to tell, some of which definitely seemed more ghost-like than devil/demon-like.

I would review, and for a copy I would actually post that review online, at my blog or on GoodReads (or both).

I’m not sure if I believe in ghosts or not. There is a lot of anecdotal evidence, but hard science? Not so much.

On the other hand. I know I believe in Crusie!

Heck, yeah.  My grandmother haunted my mother’s house for awhile, opening doors and throwing dishes.  And my mother visited my sister’s kids shortly after she died. 
I’ll be glad to review the book. While I like her collaborations, there’s nothing like pure Crusie!

I believe in ghosts in romance fiction. That plot works for me. I would review on Amazon and advertise and participate in the Cherry Forums Book Club for MTT. :)

Yes, I think i do believe in ghosts. This is my story.

It starts in a hospital, my hospital. I work as a nurse and one of the first things you learn when you start working is that almost every nurse has had some sort of unexplained experience. It is common knowledge among us for instance that when people are nearing their end, a good sign is that they start talking about or seeing their deceased relatives.

We had been caring for a comatose patient whose family had finally consented to stop all life sustaining measures. It’s not like on TV, patients do not immediately pass away if they are able to breathe on their own and so we try to keep them as comfortable as possible until they do. His family spent weeks at his bedside, playing him music, talking to him, watching over him. They were a very close nit family.

Night shifts on a hospital unit can be a very stressful experience because staffing is much lower. You are often run off your feet trying to attend to patient needs, dealing with minor and major emergencies. On this particular night, it was strangely calm. The occasional patient would call but mostly we were able to take care of paperwork and relax a little.

At about 3 a.m. the bell in room 12 rang. Thinking it was his mother, calling to turn and reposition her son, we went to the room. Once there, we noted that it was the bell in the bathroom and not the one at his bedside that was lit. The mother said she had not pressed the call button. We turned off the light and left the room. We got back to the nursing station only to have the call bell in room 12 ring again. Back to the room we went, only to have his mother tell us she had not rung. This happened 3 or 4 more times until the 5th time when his mother did call us to tell us her son’s breathing had changed. When he died, the emergency bell started going off every five minutes or so for about an hour. It kept doing this all the while his family sat at his bedside.  When eventually his body was removed it all stopped and hasn’t happened since.

I guess it could all be coincidence but I like to believe he was trying to let us know it was time.

That’s my story…I have others but this one turned out longer than I’d intended. I’m really looking forward to Crusie’s new book. She brings dialogue to a whole new level and I can’t wait to immerse myself in it again. Hopefully I’ll get to review it for you!

Unlike the first commenter, I have never seen a ghost in Orlando in all of the years I have lived here. (I"ll spend the rest of my evening wondering where the Disney ghosts hang out? Haunted Mansion?)

I don’t believe in ghost, but I’m willing to be proven wrong.

I simultaneously do and don’t believe in ghosts! When I was on my honeymoon, we stayed in a place that my partner was sure was haunted by malevolent spirits. The closet door kept coming open, even though we latched it, and he noticed a dark, cold spot on the stairs (I didn’t). We had dinner with the owner and, entirely unprompted, she told us that the place had been haunted for years and she’d had exorcists from three different faiths in.

He said, “Well, you need more.”

I believe he sensed those things, I even believe all the creepy stories (I know some very respectable people who have had spectral run-ins), but I’m also an atheist. Somehow I manage to hold both these ideas in my head at the same time.

I have not ever seen a ghost but I never say never - scary ghost stories really freak me out!  I would love to do a review - a stand alone Crusie would be a nice change.

I believe in ghosts—though I’ve never really seen or experienced one, I find it comforting that we can still reach our loved ones after they have passed on.

I would review Maybe this time at my sorely neglected book blog, fancifulreader.com

I definitely believe in ghosts. We had several at the college I went to (old girl’s “seminary”). I used to say I didn’t believe but there was one day in my dorm room where I swear I saw a young woman standing behind me in the mirror reflection. I was totally freaked. I also felt my hair being played with at night and there was no guy around to do so. Totally creepy.

I don’t have a website to review on, but would be happy to email one to you :)

I love ghost stories and believe in the *possibility* of ghosts, but I’ve never seen one myself and don’t want to!

Thanks for the giveaway!  I’m excited about this new Crusie book!

I have a hard time believing in ghosts but I have had some experiences that lead me to believe that spooky things happen.

I would love to review this book!

I don’t believe in ghosts; I’m a pretty hard line atheist.  I think they make for a great story, though.  I love my romances with ghosts in them.  (Well, as long as it’s not a historical.  Everyone has their preferences, after all.)  I’m trying to remember what the last one was that I read…I want to say it was a story in the middle of a series about some bizarrely attractive brothers who ran a bar.  And the girl shows up to a Halloween party and one of the brothers can hear her thoughts.  It might have been a Lori Foster? 

Bah, if only my brain worked.

(Heh.  My captcha is “appear33”.  Ooo, spooky!  Appearances!)

In theory I don’t believe in ghosts but really…well I probably do. I know in my old house- a 150 year old mansion, 2 kitchens, 3 bathrooms, widow’s walk etc (a lot of us lived there. I’m not an heiress, alas)- we heard things, and I never questioned (much) the idea that it was…well, not any of us. And at my partners old place there was a really mischievous presence that really defied explanation. So, I guess, yes.

I would be delighted to review this book, and promise to do so in much more grammatically correct and articulate fashion than the above muddle.

Yes, I believe in ghosts, but I’m not much on how they are usually portrayed.  I believe that the spirit can, and often does, hang around after death.  How that spirit is manifested to the living varies according to what the particular (living) person can/will recognize.

As far as reviews, I’d put one up on my blog, where exactly 4 people might see it. :-)

I wanna believe in ghosts, I really, really do. Ghost and Mrs. Muir, Patrick Swayze in Ghost, any number of hot, sexy ghosts. Who doesn’t want to feel a chill ripple down their spine and a ghostly caress? But alas, after living in my ancestral home where many relatives went to their eternal rest, I have never had an spectral evidence to support ghosts. But a girl can still fantasize, can’t she?

I’d love to review the book and post said review on my blog!

Ghosts. Yes. Definitely, yes. I went to 125 year old women’s college in Missouri, and one story gets passed from generation to generation: the story of the Bell Tower in Senior Hall.

Cliff notes version: During the civil war, a wounded soldier found his way into Senior Hall. Of course after the initial shock of finding a man, a young girl took pity on the solider and nursed him back to health. Through her gentle care, he became healthy, and they fell in love. However, he was in the Confederate Army on Union territory, so they knew that his escape would almost be impossible. Sadly, he was discovered and killed. The girl being inconsolable climbed to the bell tower one night and hung herself. And now, it is a wildly known fact the young lovers haunt the halls to be reunited in their love.

While I was a student, I spent many hours practicing there, and being busy, I could usually squeeze in practice late at night. I never really cared for ghost stories, so I thought the story of the young lovers was more romantic and a ruse to add some flair to campus. But I also couldn’t deny that I got sudden chills from the building from time to time: the chills signaling me to get out quick. One night while I was practicing I started to hear footsteps coming from above me in beat to my playing. Now, I was on the third floor, the highest floor in the building…other than the bell tower. Then like clockwork the sudden wave of chills. When I told my friends about the incident, they told me it was probably the lovers dancing to my music. Apparently, they dance in time if they like it and stomp around if they don’t (which in a weird way kind of flattered me…) Thus, combine the chills and the footsteps and I was then convinced of ghosts.

During my time at Stephens, other stories were passed to me through friends and teachers who have stayed in Senior Hall late at night: sheets of music being tossed to the ground, various sightings of the lovers and the continual stomping. With more than one account for what I felt and heard, I knew ghosts were real, and the lovers had reunited.

As a silent reader of romance for years now, I know it’s time for me to express my feelings. I guess that’s my way of saying I’m coming out of the closet to declare I READ ROMANCE NOVELS. Which is another roundabout way of me saying, yes I’d love to review a book and actually have people agree, disagree, comment and debate on what I say and what they felt about the book. As I am new at this, I would be able to send my review. Plus, it’s Crusie…One of the loves of my life.

I believe in ghosts, though I’ve never seen one myself. I’ve witnessed events that may have occured due to ghosts, so I think they probably do exist.

I will review the book, not sure where, probably Amazon? Maybe my website or FB?

Can’t wait to read it!  Go, Crusie!!

Why is the idea of ghosts so absolutely outrageous? Who says your spirit cannot hang on after death? I absolutely believe in ghosts (but have no ghost story to share, unfortunately)!

Also, I will absolutely review! I don’t have a personal blog, so I will make sure to send it to Smart Bitches!