Wednesday, June 9, 2010

Book Review for 'Ghosts Of Central Arizona' by Heather Woodward


Ghosts of Central Arizona was written by Heather Woodward and published in February 2010 by Schiffer Publishing. It is available for purchase at http://www.amazon.com/
Do you love campfires and ghost stories? Ever wish you had the nerve to go along with a team of paranormal investigators as they set out for some famous haunt? Think you know all there is to know about Arizona? With a copy of Heather Woodward's Ghosts Of Central Arizona, you will be the greatest campfire ghost story teller around.
You will feel like you are right next to the author as she walks you through these wonderfully spooky tales and their origins. You can even plan a 'Haunted Adventure' of your own with the maps, directions and websites the author has included. Ghosts Of Central Arizona is a must read for anyone who has always wanted to know if ghosts really do exist. Toss in some very humorous moments and Ghosts Of Central Arizona might just scare you silly. I am giving Ghosts Of Central Arizona a 4-spider rating and urging you to pick up this book for your next camping trip, just in case you end up at Jerome's Haunted Burgers on your way to Ghost City Inn Bed and Breakfast.
CK Webb

1 comment:

Anonymous said...

At one point in this book, the author states that ghost hunting is mostly waiting in the dark, not knowing when, how, or even if a spirit will put in an appearance. That’s a good metaphor for the book itself—so much time is spent on ghost hunting techniques, background information, and stream-of-consciousness accounts of the author’s every minute, waking or sleeping, on the trail of hauntings that I began to wonder if the spooks would make it into the book before the Index.
When the ghosts did show up, they were a mixed bag, with all the good stuff happening “off stage.” The author—a so called psychic and long-time paranormal investigator (she claims)—promises to personally investigate the legends of haunting, but we learn more about her thoughts on exercise (only while shopping..WTF?), Catholicism (very offensive), and Nicholas Cage (What a waste of reading..I wanted ghost stories, instead she rambled on about her love for this poor actor) than about her experiences with ghosts. In fact, for all but a couple of haunted locations, all we get are third-or-fourth-hand rumors—the author never even visits them. Heather should leave the ghosthunting to the experts and she should crawl back under the rock that she came from. Her poor attempt at writing is a complete waste of time. In a nutshell, there’s more fluff here than substance. And to think, someone actually wanted her to write a second book. Someone at her publishing company really needs their head examined.