My Autobiography Book
I am Marco Santucci, an author of three books at this time, working on my forth, but my first fiction, though it is peppered with truth as well. I have an autobiography book revealing what was my hidden past until now as being transgender, this was just the time to tell my story. I also wrote on communication on the paranormal level speking with key spirits while recording them, telling me things I never expected, all before my experience began in the field for
10 years. My latest book DARKLANDS PARANORMAL (The Chronicles) contains almost 90 QR codes containg actual spirits talking you can hear for yourself. The things ghosts say sometimes will shock you! Learn more about my work by browsing this page or contacting me.
Tattered Edges
- As early as six, I began to emulate the essence of a boy trying to mimic my brother standing to pee; failing miserably. At twelve, an older neighborhood boy tried to rape me; all I knew, at this point, was no man would ever control me. Continuing in my tom-boy ways, my mother was appalled.
The year that followed, puberty struck, remaining to be the most tragic day of my life. However, my athletic ability was revealed that summer during a softball game when I heard, "You should be playing on the other field with the boys!" My naked reflection in the mirror became problematic. My male alter-ego emerged. I bound my chest, changed my name, and headed to Southern California. I didn't hate life or who I was, only what I was. This was just the beginning, so hold on tight.
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Paranormal Noise: Listen Beyond the Silence
- The birth of this book came from the death of my mom, along with an event that shortly followed. I began to search for the truth, is death just black and white, heaven and hell? Realizing I was able to capture real time conversation with and between spirits, I was hooked, and they knew it. They spoke, I recorded, listening to everything. Some harmless, some belligerent.
A young man died out of carelessness, I knew who he was, I asked for him to speak, but first I recorded his death as quick as it unfolded in my ears when played back. Then the silence, then one word. His wife's name which I knew, confirming his identity opening the door to the Other Side for me, knowing then there was no turning back.