When the Static spoke Back!
When I was a child, there was an old radio in the corner of my grandmother’s sitting room. Its dials were stiff, its wood veneer chipped, and it rarely found a clear station. But once — late at night, when the house was supposed to be quiet — I turned the knob and the static seemed to form a voice. Just a breath, a half-sentence I could never quite catch. Long after, I wasn’t sure if I heard it… or if I only wanted to.
That feeling — the uncertainty between sound and silence, reality and imagination — stayed with me. It followed me into my writing, whispering at the edges of every story. And it found its true home in my new novel.
Echoes in the Static (Blurb)
Maya Evans survived the car crash. Her best friend Chloe didn’t. But Chloe isn’t gone — not entirely. In the quiet moments, the house hums. The mirrors keep prints that shouldn’t be there. The static grows louder.
Echoes in the Static is a story about grief, guilt, and the things we bury until they claw their way back. It’s about how silence can scream louder than any ghost, and how the mind can become the most terrifying haunted house of all.
Step Inside! Echoes in the Static is now available on Amazon and free to read in Kindle Unlimited.
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Sometimes the static isn’t empty.
Sometimes it’s waiting for you to listen.
— Ana W. Black
