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Feeling Brave

It came out in 1973. I was born in 1976. My mom saw it at the theater and thought it was hilarious. I’ve told you before how sick she was. Who else would watch Rosemary’s Baby while pregnant and think it’s funny? Am I talking about Rosemary’s Baby? No. I’m talking about The Exorcist.

Yesterday, I talked about how much I hate the idea of not being in control. I won’t beat that idea to death. No, I’ll just tell you about my experiences with this movie.

When I was sixteen, this movie was still considered one of the scariest movies of all time. I hadn’t seen it, of course, because it wasn’t appropriate for  younger kids. A show that played every Saturday night when I was younger was hosted by Morgus the Magnificent. He was a mad scientist and along with his silent sidekick, Chopsley, he terrified generations of kids by showing horror movies and conducting experiments. I remember one week when the previews for his show revealed he would be presenting The Exorcist. I was thrilled. I’d finally be able to see it! I made plans with my brother (who was 10 at the time) that we’d stay up late Saturday night and watch it.

I anxiously awaited the weekend, making plans to enjoy the movie and finally see what it was all about. Saturday night finally came and I can still feel the giddiness of knowing I was going to watch the one movie that was supposed to be the scariest of all time. My brother and I piled into my room with the massive console television with our blankets and pillows. You remember those televisions, right?

Anyway, it was 9:58 p.m. and the house was quiet. Our parents had gone to bed and Phil and I were going to watch this movie. We were all set. We waited and waited for the show to start. Morgus came on to do his thing. I wasn’t impressed or frightened of Morgus at all. I wanted to see the movie! Then he said something like, “And here’s just a preview of the horror awaiting you”. And the screen flickered to the scene in The Exorcist where the bed levitated. Then to the scene where Regan’s head spun around.

I couldn’t take my eyes off the television and I felt the frissons start at the base of my spine and travel all over my body. My eyes watered. My heart pounded. I reached a shaking hand out…and turned off the television. I looked at my brother and he looked just as scared as I did. We didn’t watch The Exorcist that night. And I was so glad.

It was another six years before I braved it again. My brother was 16 by then and I was a world-weary 22. I could handle it. And I did. I watched the whole thing through, even managed to enjoy the fear I felt. I was in college at the time, living at home with my family, so I had nothing to be scared of. Until my brother bought the movie and played it every single night.

Have you ever tried to go to sleep to the sound of Linda Blair speaking in tongues? Or those demonic voices wailing as Father Merrin performed the exorcism? I went through this for three months because my brother insisted on watching The Exorcist every single night. He went to bed watching it. I held the covers to my chin and stared at the darkness. He doesn’t do this anymore, thank God, but for those three months (and the occasional night years later), I was afraid to close my eyes.

So, have you seen The Exorcist? I’ve actually seen the entire series, always with my brother. The second one isn’t very good, but the prequel was…astoundingly scary. We saw that one at the theater and I will say this: if I had been around in 1973 and seen The Exorcist at the movies, I’d have had a heart attack.

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The Chill of a True Story

This week, I’ll be discussing movies that truly scare me.

I suspect a lot of it has to do with my Catholic upbringing. Growing up, it was nothing to hear about ghosts and the like, but the stories that scared me the most, were the ones of demonic possession. You got it, I’m terrified of movies involving possession. I still watch them though, for some reason.

Today’s movie is The Exorcism of Emily Rose. My godson, who is a horror movie buff, told me to watch it.

When this movie came out, I wasn’t interested in watching it. Most of the time, I find modern horror movies to be less than worth my time. Oh, sure, the special effects have improved drastically over the years, but I want a good story.

Eh. For me, this story was just too good, I suppose. Apparently, it’s loosely based on the true story of a girl whose parish priest performed a series of exorcisms after which she died of malnourishment and dehydration. 

Jennifer Carpenter portrayed Emily Rose and let me just tell you…the things she did in this movie scared the ever lovin’ crap out of me. Seriously. Every time she was in the grips of the possession, my body froze, my eyes watered, and my nose dripped. Why? Because she did a damn good job of acting. And I suppose, also because I took those stories I heard throughout my childhood as truth.

I suppose it might even boil down to an even more base problem: I like to be in control. To me, being in control of myself, of my safety, is paramount to breathing. The idea that something could take over my body and/or mind and make me do things against my will scares the hell out of me. So watching movies in which the hero/heroine has absolutely no control over their lives just drives me batty.

It didn’t hurt that Jennifer Carpenter, as I said, did a hullva job of convincing me she was possessed. Even now, in the bright morning light, when I remember some of the scenes of her possession, I break out in the frissons (pronounced free-son). It’s easily one of the scariest movies and okay, I only watched it once. I won’t watch it again. *shudder*

Have you seen this movie? What did you think? I read that it didn’t receive very good reviews because it wasn’t gory enough. Do scary movies have to be gory to be scary, or is it the psychological fear that you go for? Me? If I’m going to watch a scary movie, I want it to have some substance to it.

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Monday – NaNo Day 2

Don’t worry, I’m not planning to give ya’ll a day-by-day word count or anything. I’m just proud to say I completed today’s goal of 5k words. I didn’t get as much written yesterday as I’d originally planned. What can I say? I was too tempted by the Vikings/Packers game to write.

I hate time changes, but I prefer this time than the other. I enjoy knowing that when I go to bed at night, it’s NIGHT TIME. I like waking up and actually seeing the sun shortly after. Call me crazy, but this is my favorite time of the year. I just hate the transition because just when you get used to it, it changes again.

The weekend was okay. I did my weekly shopping, laundry, house cleaning on Saturday and scared myself spitless Saturday night watching Ghost Hunters. Yeah, it wasn’t my proudest moment. I should’ve turned the television off and gone to bed, but Nalini Singh’s latest book and the prospect of seeing grown men scream was too much for me. I stayed up until the last episode played and the last page of Blaze of Memory was turned. Good book, good shows.

In fact, I picked up 5 books this weekend and I only have 2 left. This is what happens when  you have a reading addiction: you buy books and read them so fast you end up depressed because you then have nothing left to read. It’s a vicious cycle.

So anyway, on to NaNo. Yesterday I cranked out 2k words and today another 4k. I’m almost at my total goal for the day and it’s cool. I fear I might be on a tangent right now, but it’ll work out, I think. NaNo isn’t about quality, but quantity after all. Hopefully I can keep up the momentum.

So anyone else fall down the stairs in their snuggie? Watch Ghost Hunters? Read any good books this weekend? Sorry I don’t have more than that. It is Monday after all.

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Ghost Lab and Ghost Stories

Back again, folks and I’m feeling better. Just a little sinus infection combo cold thing (at least that’s sort of what the doc said. I never really pay attention cause he has pretty eyes).

Anyway, last night I commenced to watch Dirty Jobs. I love Mike Rowe. He’s got such a great sense of humor and hello! that voice! So I watched Dirty Jobs and after it was over, picked up Alyssa Day’s ‘Atlantis Rising’ to re-read it when I saw this show called Ghost Lab. Now what I found really interesting, was they were at the Haunted Mortuary in New Orleans. This is a place I’ve heard of over the last couple of years, but haven’t visited yet.

I’m the kind of person who really does believe in the paranormal in terms of spirits, ghosts, etc. and as much as I’d love to go to the Haunted Mortuary, or House of Shock, or 13th Gate, I haven’t done so. I need to remedy this. Except part of me thinks, ‘Girl are you out of your ever-lovin’ mind?!’ Yeah. But that isn’t the point!

This Ghost Lab goes around all over the US to prove/debunk paranormal activity in some of the country’s most haunted houses/places. I’m thinking…this is pretty cool. I’ve got to see the next episode. Which was Tombstone. People…watching some of the things that went on in those buildings and the graveyard of Tombstone gave me the creeps. I’m talking at one point, I had actual tears in my eyes. It might’ve been me staring at the screen so hard, but I think it was a hint of fear. Ahem. But you know what really creeps me out? The EVPs. I think this is called electronic voice phenomena and it’s downright freaky.

I’ve heard…gah, so many stories growing up. My mom talks about a house she lived in that was once a plantation home in town but was converted into apartments and how one Christmas Eve, it sounded like a party was going on when no one was in the house. My aunt’s current home has some weird crap going on in it like shadows moving, banging on the walls, doors shuddering and trying to open. In my current home, for a while after my stepfather died, my brother’s stereo would turn itself off and on. I’m talking go from complete no power to on and playing a song, then shutting itself off after a couple of minutes. I always thought it was a clock alarm, but no. It was a little crappy radio that you had to manually push a switch to turn on. Then there’s the feeling you get walking down the hall, like something’s waiting for you. Yeah. Is it any wonder I freak?

So how about you guys? Do ya’ll have ghost stories to share? Do you even believe in ghosts? Have you seen Ghost Lab?

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Scary Movies

Saturday I went to Baton Rouge with my nephew to see the latest scary movie phenomenon, Paranormal Activity. Let me just start off by saying if you have motion sickness or tend to get ill while watching cameras swing rapidly, don’t watch this movie. I spent about 1/4 of the movie staring at the ceiling so I wouldn’t be sick. The important parts were still, but it didn’t help me get in the ‘mood’ of the movie.

Right, so it wasn’t scary in the sense that people screamed or jumped a lot. To be honest, it was just really creepy. Maybe it’s my Catholic upbringing (but more than likely it was all the ghost/demon stories my mom told us as kids) but nothing is scarier to me than having no control over myself. Movies where regular people become possessed and do awful things tend to really freak me out.

That’s what this movie was about. There were a lot of moments when I though ‘Holy crap, don’t go in there!’ and of course they always do. It wasn’t what I expected, that’s for sure. I’m not saying it was bad, just not as scary as I thought it would be. If what you’re looking for is a good scream fest, I wouldn’t recommend it.

So this got me to thinking, what movies scared you the most? For me, it was mostly the older movies like The Exorcist, The Omen, Halloween, and a new movie, The Exorcism of Emily Rose. Do you sense a common theme? Oh sure, I jump for monster movies, I’ll scream when something unexpected happens, but those are easily overcome. The movies I listed are the ones that stick with me.

What about you? What movies really get your goat? The gore fests like the Saw series? The teen horror movies like A Nightmare on Elm Street? What’s scary to you?

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Hell Hath No Fury…like Furries? Vamps vs. Weres

Well, it sounded good when I thought it up. It has absolutely nothing to do with this blog, by the way. Well, maybe in a way.

I remember taking a quiz several years ago when I first began reading the Anita Blake Vampire Hunter books. The quiz was something along the lines of are you a vampire, shapeshifter, or something else (I can’t remember now). I came up shapeshifter. I had to give this some thought. Is it better to be a shapeshifter/weretype person than the always cool (pun intended) undead? Let’s think about this in terms of pros and cons:

According to well-known vampire lore, vampires are susceptible to crosses, silver, holy water, sunlight, garlic, stakes through the heart (but what being ISN’T susceptible to this?), can’t enter where they aren’t invited, have a very strict diet of blood (hello! I hate to diet!), and I’m sure there’s another one I’m missing.

Now, look at shapeshifters (werefolk as I like to call them because I don’t think they should JUST be wolves). Werefolk change during a full moon, have to dodge silver bullets, might have to shave more than the average human, don’t have a restrictive diet, and that’s about it unless there’s some lore I’m not aware of.

That’s it! I mean c’mon…okay, okay I didn’t mention the pros:

Vampires are so popular everyone and their mama is running around with fangs and goblets. (This could also be labeled as a con if you’re nonconformist…which is really funny if you think about it since they want to be vampires because they’re nonconformist…I’m shutting up.) They live forever unless they get a tan, a stake through the heart, shot with silver, eat some garlic, or get doused in holy water. They always have the coolest names. They’re considered schexy (just like Sean Connery cause the older they get, the better) and they generally have servants willing to do anything for them.

Werefolk aren’t as popular unless you’re talking about werewolves. They can live a somewhat normal life as they aren’t always furry. They have the strength and abilities of their animal half (which is really cool cause I always wanted to be a cat…preferably a tiger or jaguar. Thundercats was the best cartoon of my childhood.) They don’t live forever as far as I know, but they live longer than humans do. They have a certain (yes, I’m going to say it) animal magnetism, muhuahaha. They can come in any form: wolf, tiger, lion, dragon, etc. They aren’t restricted by diet or time of day.

To me, werefolk have it hands down. Don’t get me wrong I think vampires are cool, otherwise I wouldn’t like writing about them, but weres just come in more shapes and sizes which means they’re almost an equal opportunity supernatural group.

What do you think? Which would you rather be? Keep in mind that I’ll probably blog about witches and demons and angels and others at a later date.

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