Sex, Spooks and Sauvignon (Adventures of an Accidental Medium Book 1) by Tracy Whitwell

Sex, Spooks and Sauvignon (Adventures of an Accidental Medium Book 1) by Tracy Whitwell

Author:Tracy Whitwell
Language: eng
Format: mobi, epub
Tags: Spooks & Sauvignon, Sex
ISBN: 9781786150332
Publisher: Accent Press
Published: 2016-10-12T21:00:00+00:00


Angry Spooks R US

After a swiftly bolted plate of salad and steamed cod at home, I have a quick conversation with Milo, who is climbing the walls with anxiety because he has a script-writing deadline, one that will prove he can write for a TV show he detests, God bless him.

‘My head’s exploding, Tanz. I hate every single character in the show and the producer is a massive knobhead.’

‘You’re not a knobhead, though, Milo. You are a total genius. You can do it. Think of the money, think of the fact that once you get that job you can finance your own projects!’

‘I know you’re right, but I’m eating my own feet here.’

‘Have a glass of wine, clear your head of everything else, then write the first thing you think of. That’s what you said works best.’

‘I know, I know. I’m just panicking.’

‘I have every faith in you.’

‘Stop it, you’ll have me sobbing here.’

Twenty minutes later and I’ve surrendered into the arms of Purple Haze and a raspberry mint martini with Sheila.

Tonight she has outdone herself, wearing a multi-coloured shirt, black dress pants, a long gothic cardigan and rings on most of her fingers. The scent of Samsara greets me before she does. Sheila always looks fantastic. I can only hope I look equally cool when I’m older. She opts for an espresso martini. I love them too, but the caffeine sends me doolally at night. We sit at a high table with bar stools and I’m amused to see tricorn man is there in a different frock coat, once more beavering away at his laptop. He gives me the tiniest of nods as I look his way. I nod back.

I fill Sheila in on the day’s adventures.

‘Bloody hell, if you didn’t believe you were made for this before then you must do now, love.’

‘I’m not a natural reader, though. I turn over a card and then I just say stuff.’

‘That is a natural reader! The cards basically facilitate your connection. Cards and their placing on the table can be consulted if someone is shut off or blocking you. Then you can take clues from the spread itself. The cards are a conduit, it’s you tuning in that really does the trick. And you did brilliantly today. You couldn’t have asked spirit for more.’

It’s funny; Sheila says ‘spirit’, but I don’t define it in my head like that. I think of it just as people I’m chatting to. If I go all airy fairy about it, I don’t believe it myself. I don’t know what else to call it, though. Spirit, angel, guide…? I usually go for silly terms like ‘spooks’ instead. I wonder if that’s just me making the whole situation manageable by taking the piss? Whichever way I look at it, something very weird happened again today. Whatever it is I’m doing, I’m getting quite good at it. Sheila sips her martini and gets a Baileys cream moustache.

‘You know Tanz, you could try other stuff, see what you’re most comfortable with.



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