Title: Ghost
Writers
Author: David
Shaw
Genre: Self
Help
In this
life-affirming book, author David Shaw explores ten major themes that affect us
all – and offers a unique way to engage with them. Whether it’s fear or
forgiveness, credence or clarity, materialism or acceptance, Shaw gives us the
benefit of ten spiritual authors who pen their intriguing and stimulating words
through him as modern parables.
In doing
so, they offer us a steadying rudder in the choppy, often violent, sea of
life’s cruelties and uncertainties.
Presenting
an engaging and fascinating blend of fiction and non-fiction, Ghost Writers presents
in a non-stuffy style information, whose light-hearted humour belies its
powerful emotional punch.
So sit
back, relax and share David’s absorbing, gripping and spellbinding journey of a
lifetime – and beyond.
DAVID SHAW lives in Ayrshire with his wife, son, Labrador and a houseful of ghosts.
When he is not writing books and magazine articles, David works as a
psychotherapist, hypnotherapist and Reiki healer. But his biggest
passion is working with his spirit guides and connecting this world with the
spirit dimension.
His only
real aspiration is to be accepted as an Average Joe, oh, and to maybe see his
favourite football team, Kilmarnock, actually win a game!
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Excerpt
Don’t
Fear the Reaper
A trickle
of ice-cold tap water slowly removes the soft lather of soap wedged between the
fingers of the most perfect hands you could ever imagine. As both palms meet in
perfect synchronicity, a symphonic resonance welcomes a single droplet of water
as it gracefully cascades sideways to reunite with the continuous flow. Each
alternate finger carefully intertwines in perfect unity as the last remnants of
the lightly scented lather follows suit along the contours of the gleaming
ceramic hand basin.
The
impeccably clean hands are gently dried using a plain white hand towel, freshly
laundered and folded seamlessly in preparation for this most delicate of
procedures. A creamy, smooth moisturiser is hastily applied to ensure that
these immaculate hands would even be admired by visiting royalty. Finally, a
sterling silver nail file finely sculpts each fingernail with a precision that
would even leave a master craftsman impressed.
It is
difficult to imagine such fine-looking hands engaging in anything other than
pastimes suited to celestial activities. However, these unblemished hands
belong to a child killer. On five separate
occasions,
these hands were responsible for murdering young children and consequently
destroying the lives of their respective families, and no amount of
self-cleansing would ever remove the stain of death from these well-groomed
weapons of hate.
The dimly
lit sky hides behind a small round window that dominates this featureless room.
There is clearly a subtlety about this domain that highlights a need for
security, yet at the detriment of extravagance. The sparseness of the room lays
bare the notion that the idiosyncrasies of killers are often reflected in their
habitat. The walls and floor are both immaculately clean, yet they lack any
real affluence. This is clearly a dwelling place that was created for purpose
rather than comfort.
The
child-killer opens the window slightly, allowing the cold night air to filter
through, refreshing his naked torso as it eagerly searches for an escape route.
He closes his eyes before drawing a deep breath. Quickly reopening them, he
sluggishly turns around to peruse the remaining contents of his life. His
neatly folded clothes lie at the foot of an impeccably made-up bed. A black
leather belt sits uncompromisingly on top of a small circular table, with the
large metal buckle overlapping a handwritten note.
Impetuously,
he picks up the belt from the table and loops it around the catch at the top of
the window. Then, he thrusts his head out of the window for one final gasp of
air, his whole body shuddering with the violent force of his actions. The cold
air continues to filter through the window until the night suddenly turns to
day.
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