Myrria would like to welcome Melissa Carey the author of Macie’s Guide to the Odd, Strange, Bizarre, Unique,  Unexplained and Twisted. Wow that’s a mouthful even for Myrria.

 

 

 

Here is an excerpt from the book:

Macie headed downstairs, feeling more than confused. It’s just weird, she thought. If this dream is supposed to mean something, why can’t I see something that makes sense?  A stupid dancer trophy is sitting in the middle of the woods. What’s next, she asked herself? Her sarcastic response followed. Alice is going to fall down the rabbit hole into Wonderland?

 

The note, in her dad’s scrawling handwriting read:

Macie,

I got called in to help with a situation for work. I’m not very far away, so if you need me, just call. There’s a missing girl from your school and we are all out looking for her. Don’t be afraid if you hear it on the news. We will find her.

Love,

Dad

 

Thankfully, Macie had already set the pitcher on the counter. The color had faded from her face and her arms and legs felt about as strong as Gran’s jelly. She was rooted in her spot while her mind worked overtime.

Suddenly the nonsense dream flashed in front of her eyes.

“That’s it! I know what the dream meant. Someone is calling out to me and I can help Dad find them,” Macie realized. She felt elated and sick at the same time.

Her mind raced. How could the dream be real in that way, though? Horribly and terribly real. Macie shook her head from side to side as if to fling the understanding away. It can’t be. If I’m right, someone is lost and scared and alone and waiting for me to find them. The voice in the woods haunted her thoughts. It’s most definitely a girl’s voice, she told herself. I have to find her. And then Macie felt so weak that she almost fainted. She needed to sit, but the chair was so far away that she just slid down the cabinets and sat on the floor.

The single word, “No,” slipped from her lips.

Macie shook her head. It just couldn’t be what she was thinking. She went over the dream and the sound of the voice and put it together with the little bit of information from her dad’s note. She was sure.

Macie couldn’t breathe, could not think; could not act. She sat.

Then a calm settled over her and she focused on what the dream wanted her to do. “It doesn’t matter. I have to help. I have to get to Dad. He’ll know what to do about this.”

In a split second, she was up off of the floor. She grabbed the phone and raced up the stairs. She flung open the drawers, searching for her hiking clothes. She used the time it took to change to go over her dream, trying to remember more details.  It also gave her a chance to think of how to tell Dad.

Before she could find all the reasons not to, she dialed her dad’s cell number. First ring. She waited. Second ring. It felt like forever.

“Come on. Answer,” Macie said into the receiver.

Third ring.  Heart racing, stomach sinking. Halfway through the fourth ring, Macie finally heard her dad’s voice.

“Gran?”

“Dad!”  They spoke at the same time.
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“Oh, Macie, honey… I… I’m busy right now. I really can’t talk….Is everything?”

Macie didn’t give him the chance to finish asking if everything was okay at home.

“Dad, I know. I know you’re busy. I read your note. Dad, I had a… Well, I can help you. I can find the girl. I know where she is.” She avoided saying she knew who she was.

“Macie, honey, all anyone knows is that this little girl was visiting her grandparent’s farm and no one has seen her since yesterday.”

“That’s just it, Dad. Listen to me, please! I know where she is.  I know where to find her.”

“Macie, how could you know that?’

“I had a dream.”

She waited.

And, waited.

Then she could almost hear her dad groan. “A dream?  Macie, I cannot tell everyone here to go  searching based on something you saw in a dream. I just…can’t.  Don’t worry. We are looking everywhere and asking neighbors.”

(Macie pleaded her case, hoping her dad would hear the details and trust her.)

Nothing happened. Macie hadn’t been sure what to expect, but she didn’t think her dad wouldn’t say anything.

“Daddy? Daddy, please just come home. Come get me. I’m right. I know I am.”

And again, nothing but voices in the background on her dad’s end. She was done waiting for a response.

“Fine, dad. Don’t believe me. Forget the dream about your socks; forget any of that. She hung up the phone without hearing him ask her where she thought the missing girl was.

The click of the connection ending was like a timer being started. She was going to be in so much trouble for so many things by bedtime that she started a mental list.

Hanging up on Dad will be the least of it, Macie thought, as she grabbed her backpack and some supplies. Let’s see. Taking out the horse without an adult; going past Turn Back Alley; being out alone after dark; acting on crazy dreams. I’ll be grounded for life.

I’d better get going.

 

Now a little bit about the author Melissa Carey: 

Melissa Carey lives, works, and writes in the Pittsburgh area with her four wonderful children, a bossy dog, and the love of her life. She offers Tarot readings and a variety of music-based meditation and healing services. Melissa earned her degree in Music Therapy from Slippery Rock University, which gives her the opportunity to stay connected with children and also assist families dealing with grief, loss, and change.

This work has also inspired Melissa to use her passion for writing to begin publishing a series of books. Through her work, Melissa saw that kids often have a hard time expressing their feelings and adults sometimes overlook children’s responses to tough subjects, or avoid them because they don’t know how to react.  Melissa hopes the series, Macie’s Guide to the Odd, Strange, Bizarre, Unique, Unexplained and Twisted, will encourage others to share and learn from their experiences while entertaining them.

Melissa has been invited to present a youth activity program, which she developed based on the book’s themes and situations (including dreams, journaling, and courage) during the Summer Reading programs at local libraries.

Fascinated by stories of inner strength, Melissa publishes this first book encouraging readers to not only believe in their dreams and intuitive abilities, but to also believe in themselves.

Find more about Melissa’s work and writing at melissacarey.com.

Thank you for visiting Melissa. Good luck with your book.