When Maggie Snow slipped the locket around her neck, she didn’t realize that she would open her world to a beautiful specter who would, with one crook of her finger, ensnare her heart and lead her on a journey of love, rape, and redemption that would expose her family for the sham that it was, and lift her heart with a love that would transcend life itself.
Hello! My name is Lance Hodgdon and I am a storyteller. I don’t know why that is. It is just a part of me that I can no longer deny. Not that I ever tried all that hard to deny it, but now, late in my life, I have decided to embrace that fact rather than relegate it to the back shelf where I put all unimportant things in my life. I am also a teacher, a retired teacher, I should say.
My journey, thus far, has been fairly uneventful, but that’s not to say I am disappointed with my lot. I grew up in a small town in Western, Maryland. My father, who was a biology teacher, would often take me camping with some of my friends at one of the many state parks in Garrett County, Maryland, usually New Germany State Park. While camping, we spent each night clustered around the campfire, listening to stories my father would tell us, usually about his life as a boy in Maine. Those stories fueled my imagination and during the day, my friends and I spent the day acting out the stories that had so enthralled us the night before. When not camping, my friends and I would often gather together on a summer night and tell each other our dreams from the night before. Scary nightmares were much preferred, the scarier the better. If the dreams were not eventful enough, however, we turned to our imaginations to spice up the story, as it were.
Those days are long gone, but I can still recall some of those stories. Years later, as a high school English/journalism/yearbook teacher, those stories morphed into new tales that were told to my classes every Friday, the last 20 minutes of class. These stories were told serial fashion, and often continued on for several months. Many of these stories you’ll be reading on my blog. I plan to continue with this tradition of storytelling here, so feel free to revisit this site and make comments. Hope you enjoy the stories.