On Leaving the Stanley Hotel

If you listen close enough, you, like me, might hear the raspy sound a page makes as it turns.

I’m not going to be so trite that I’ll say I’m turning over a new leaf but certainly, everything is changing.

I did want to keep you guys abreast of things, and I wanted to let you know I’m no longer working at the Stanley Hotel. While there’s always more to a story, ultimately this one boils down to my discontent the past few weeks with the job; discontent, not in any way with the wonders of the magnificent hotel, or with our resident spirits, or the ghost hunts in general, but with where I stand both in life, as well as in the paranormal community as a whole. And it just isn’t where I need to be anymore. You know the way that the cogs clog when you’re not doing what you’re supposed to be doing? Here it seems they stalled. But for the best I think.

I will still be up at the hotel for various events that I’ll be attending, including (if I might shamelessly plug) one in February with (at this point) Dustin Pari, Austin Porter, KJ McCormick and Alexandra Holzer, and it should be magical. Info here if you’re interested in joining some very wonderful people for a snowy and spooky evening.

The ghost hunts should still be up and running with the charming Callea Sherrill through the winter season, and information on those can be found here.

It’s been one of the greater learning experiences of my life, but it would be a lie to say I’m not excited to see what’s next. And, while quite literally many doors closed during my time at the Stanley (see; Lucy’s room), I’m excited to see which doors will now open! (see what I did there?)

And of course, as always, thank you guys for your constant support. You likely will never know how much it means to me.

Fist bump. Onto the next.