Not sure if I’ve mentioned this before, but my collection Corpse Road Blues is out now from Demain Publishing. The fifteen stories in the book look at what it means to be haunted; what drives an apparition to cling to this earth, and those still living; and the ways to be rid of a tortured soul if that’s what we truly desire. Thanks for sticking with me.

If we had another shot at life, would we grab it? Is it possible for our consciousness to live on after death? If we have souls, would they mourn their expired bodies? We’re nearly at the last three stories, but first we have The Body in Deer Leap Woods. A truly scary tale – I hope – waiting to be unearthed.

Whilst researching another project online, I spotted pictures of a curious and evocative statue entitled The Shout, that’s housed in Margam Country Park. The artist is Glynn Williams, and the statue depicts a mother holding her child.

The statue had such an impact on me that it inspired The Body in Deer Leap Woods. The story concentrates on the emotion that the statue captures, rather than the scenario. In Deer Leap Woods, a soul (or a consciousness) has replaced the mother figure; its empty body the child that the mother holds.

At the same time as the story was brewing in my head, I’d been taking regular walks near my home in a patch of ancient woodland known as Vallis Vale. On one of those trips, I spied a clearing through the mossy branches, and in my mind, clear as day, the statue sat there among the fungi and ferns. The soul had chosen the setting—who was I to argue?

If you’d like to read the story, and the others that I’ve talked about, it’s here.