I like Stephen King. I’ve read lots of his stuff, and I recently picked up Duma Key, one I hadn’t read. It is creepy. Shocking right? Creepy novel by horror author. Anyway, I’m kind of a big wuss when it comes to scary stuff. I don’t watch horror movies. I won’t even watch scary suspense by myself.
I can handle scary books a *little* better, if only because my imagination is apparently not as gruesome as that of movie producers. Usually if a book starts freaking me out my solution is to finish it. But this one is sort of long. So what am I doing? Oh, reading it late at night, by myself after Brian goes to bed. GREAT way to not get freaked out. And let me just tell you, catching a glimpse of a tangle of dolls legs (on a bed where there are not normally dolls) in the moonlight after reading creepy novel late at night by myself? A LITTLE unsettling.
I would tell you I’ve learned my lesson, but pretty sure I haven’t.