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I believe ghost story writing is a dying art.

H. Russell Wakefield

I believe ghost story writing is a dying art.

Tags: ghost, ghost stories, ghost story, ghosts

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About H. Russell Wakefield

Herbert Russell Wakefield (1888 – 2 August 1964) was an English short-story writer, novelist, publisher, and civil servant chiefly remembered today for his ghost stories.