Winner of the Cave Canem Poetry Prize, selected by Major Jackson The stub of your left leg dangles as I hold you up, my hands inserted under your arms like a child. You are complaining about the itch, the burn; scratch the ghost of your calf and heel. —from "Scratching the Ghost" Dexter L. Booth's ruminations on loss in this award-winning debut are rooted in a time past but one still palpable and persistent. Here are memories of love lost, family mourned, a father absent, ghosts of hometowns and childhood. Here too is a "Short Letter to the Twentieth Century" and, finally, a "Long Letter to the Twentieth Century," as if across this collection the poet is mustering up the force to speak back to history. "In Dexter Booth's Scratching the Ghost, a cracked egg means the universe is splitting, the slap of a double-dutch rope is a broken-throated hymn, and splitting a squealing hog is akin to lovemaking. These are poems loyal to their own intrepid logic and reckless plausibility. Yet, lest the reader get too giddy in a fun house of mirrors, here, too, are the melodic laments and remarkable lyric passages of a poet who acknowledges the infinite current of melancholy that underlines his journey." —Major Jackson

"This is a teeth-chattering, eyes bulging, shuddering-and-shaking, chills-at-the-back-of-your-neck ghost story. I loved it!"—R.L. Stine, author of the Goosebumps series For fans of Small Spaces and the Goosebumps series by R.L Stine comes a chilling ghost story based on real Chicago history about a malevolent spirit, an unlucky girl, and a haunting mystery that will tie the two together. Claire has absolutely no interest in the paranormal. She's a scientist, which is why she can't think of anything worse than having to help out her dad on one of his ghost-themed Chicago bus tours. She thinks she's made it through when she sees a boy with a sad face and dark eyes at the back of the bus. There's something off about his presence, especially because when she checks at the end of the tour...he's gone. Claire tries to brush it off, she must be imagining things, letting her dad's ghost stories get the best of her. But then the scratching starts. Voices whisper to her in the dark. The number 396 appears everywhere she turns. And the boy with the dark eyes starts following her. Claire is being haunted. The boy from the bus wants something...and Claire needs to find out what before it's too late. Pick up Scritch Scratch if you are looking for: A book for middle school students, 5th grade to 9th grade A story with a strong female protagonist that explores bravery, friendship, and family Mystery books for kids 9-12 Chilling ghost stories and ghost books for kids (perfect for Halloween!) Historical mysteries and Chicago history books for kids

This was one monster of an itch... When Alex and his cousin Sarah are visiting their grandparents, Alex gets terrible red, itchy hives. Yikes! He's allergic to a ghost! Even worse, the ghost won't leave him alone -- he wants Alex and Sarah's help. Can they solve the ghost's mystery and get rid of Alex's awful rash before it ruins everything?

While living with her uncle in a house haunted by the ghost of a young woman, recently orphaned Judith Sparrow wonders if her one small transgression has caused mysterious happenings.

You leave us alone; we'll leave you alone. When Elaine Mercado and her first husband bought their home in Brooklyn, N. Y., in 1982, they had no idea that they and their two young daughters were embarking on a thirteen-year nightmare. thin a few days of moving in, Elaine and her older daughter began to experience the sensation of being watched. Then came scratching noises and weird smells, followed by voices whispering, maniacal laughter, shadowy figures scurrying along baseboards, and small balls of light bouncing along the ceilings. From the beginning of the haunting, "suffocating dreams" were experienced by everyone except the younger daughter. These eventually accelerated to physical aggression directed at Elaine and both the girls. This book is the true story of how one family tried to cope with living in a haunted house. It also describes how, with the help of parapsychologist Dr. Hans Holzer and medium Marisa Anderson, the family discovered the tragic and heartbreaking secrets buried in the house at Grave's End. I struggle to open my eyes, but achieve nothing but frustration and failure. I am not asleep. I am fully conscious, in a state of panic unthinkable during the day intolerable in the dark of night, held prisoner by some tortured, invisible presence, insistent on abruptly invading my slumber. The more I struggle toward freedom, the more I am pushed into the mattress, perspiring, heart palpitating, a scream involuntarily silenced within my throat. Some nights I experience my skin being stroked while I fight to regain control of my body, my sight. Thank God, this was not one of those nights. Tonight it lets me open my eyes, shaken but unviolated, frightened, but not as frightened as I know I can become. First Runner up for the 2001 Coalition of Visionary Resources (COVR) Award for Best Biographical/Personal Book

Bailey Ruth Raeburn has always been great at solving mysteries. Why should a little thing like her death change anything? In fact, being dead gives her more of an opportunity to be on top of events. Bailey Ruth is delighted that her unique position as a ghost makes it possible for her to lend a helping hand, sometimes seen and sometimes not. And if anybody needs a little help, it's Kathleen, the pastor's wife. There's a dead man on her porch, and once the body is discovered, the pastor is sure to become a suspect. Uncharitable people might call it meddling, but Bailey Ruth knows Kathleen needs her help! As a member of Heaven's Department of Good Intentions, Bailey Ruth goes back to earth to extricate Kathleen from a dire situation. If Bailey Ruth has to bend a few rules to help Kathleen save her family, Wiggins, her fussbudget supervisor, will make sure it all turns out right in the end.

Testimonials from those that have had the benefit of working with Cowboy Bart Jeppesen “In 2006 I enjoyed an exciting weekend with Bart. He showed me rocks made into symbols and symbols chipped into rocks. Siglas the Spaniards called them. They convey a universal language and speak of mysterious mines and hidden treasures. For those in the know, like Bart, they talk of the riches of the north slopes of the Uintah Mountains. While on his road of discovery Bart has uncovered and interpreted a vast number of symbols. I look forward, with anticipation, to his insights and understanding of these symbols. “ From a fellow author: Dale Bascom “Following the Legends” Website: Slimsgold.com Amazon.com http://amzn.to/RmXkJr “I first met Bart on a Treasure Hunters Forum. I observed his excellent comments on other questions and decided to contact him with some of my questions. I was a neophyte treasure hunter in search of several treasures in the Caballo mountains of New Mexico. I had found quite a few treasure symbols, but I had no idea what they meant. I sent photos of these monuments and photos of the surrounding area to Bart. He sent them back to me all marked up. He could see things the Spanish had done in the landscape around the monuments.. It was then that I realized that Bart had a very unique talent. He had researched thousands of symbols.. This became helpful in deciphering maps of area. The problem was that most of the symbols had been lost to time. The trails were all broken. But Cowboy Bart could still follow them.” ~Mark Palmer - South Western USA “Cowboy Bart and I first connected back in 2009 when he contacted Sacred Science Institute regarding a diagram on our website from our recent translation of St. Yves de D’Alveydre’s Archeometer (diagram can be found at this link: www.Sacredscience.com/archive/ArcheometerDiagrams.htm ). He mentioned that he used esoteric symbols as schematics to hunt for hidden treasure concealed within a framework of symbolic codes. I had never heard of anyone doing this before and thought it a fascinating subject and application of esoteric knowledge. I was unaware that many old hid- den treasures, buried by Templar's or hidden by past societies, were marked with such codes which could be traced by those initiated into the secret tradition. I encouraged Cowboy Bart to write a book about this fascinating subject, and still look forward to him doing so...” ~W. Bradstreet Stewart, Director Sacred Science Institute www.sacredscience.com