No Le Fanu?! Go read it RIGHT NOW. [link]
Christabel is the unfinished lamia poem; St. Agnes is ghosts.
Mal ,'Our Mrs. Reynolds'
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No Le Fanu?! Go read it RIGHT NOW. [link]
Christabel is the unfinished lamia poem; St. Agnes is ghosts.
"The Fall of the House of Usher" from "Edgar Allan Poe Audio Collection" read by Vincent Price and Basil Rathbone
Along that vein, my folks had an LP of Boris Karloff reading children's stories (mainly scarey ones, with a few classics thrown in) that I used to adore, just for his voice. It made even the mundane creepy.
No Le Fanu?! Go read it RIGHT NOW. [link]
Whoa, cripes. That's long. No time for that at the moment, though I'll bookmark it.
It's a classic vampire story. It's wonderful -- you'll like it.
I developed a “The Supernatural in Literature” unit that I can’t WAIT to get a teaching job so I can use it.
Ooooh, I want to take this class! No Dracula, though?
I've never read Le Fanu either. But now I'm curious.
I chose Jackson over Dracula basically because I think it's creepier and the writing is far better.
Plus, Dracula is on every list of the supernatural and the macabre. It's overexposed, whereas Jackson has fallen out of favor--or at least out of the limelight--in the last two decades. Time to introduce her to a new generation.
Which story was One for the Road, Erin? I think Night Shift may have been King at his best.
My husband read 'Salem's Lot first, and for several nights he kept reading after I fell asleep, occasionally waking me up by saying, "Oh, shit!" I, of course, had to read it after that. I finished the book at about 3 a.m., and I really did get up and go to the refrigerator to make sure we had garlic in the house. Ah, Stephen King back when he was edited.I read it when I was a teenager. My father's twin was in the hospital dying. I visited him a lot. One day near the end, a lot of family was there. I went down to the solarium at the end of the wing. As I got to a particularly creepy part, the sun was setting. Soon after, we left the hospital. I'd driven over in my own car, and my folks had come, in their car. I got home first, and locked the fricking book in the trunk of my car, because it was dark, and I had to go in the house, alone.
OFTR is set in 'Salem's Lot...the people who get stuck in the car -- out-of-towners -- during a snow storm, and get turned into vampires. Three or four old timers debate on helping them, but it's too late.
read by Vincent Price and Basil Rathbone
Ear-gasm ....
After I read Salem's Lot, every closet in my apartment was open for days, just so I'd know nothing was hiding in there.
edit: I would love to know what happened to the priest.