| One of the questions I get asked as a writer of ghostful works is: Do I believe? Or rather, do I believe in the stuff I write. And my answer is I want to believe. I've never seen or experienced the paranormal, personally, but that doesn't mean I'm not open to such experience. Overall, I'm more Scully than Mulder, but my dark heart desperately wants to be a Fox Mulder. Cuz man, the paranormal really makes our world a whole lot more interesting, doesn't it? Now my parents swore our first house was haunted, and I have a vague memory of toys flying around, but that could actually be a false memory of an overactive childhood imagination or a scene from Poltergeist I'm remembering. So not that I'll believe any of you, but I'd love to hear your personal experiences with the paranormal... |
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Well, I'm a bit of a skeptic, but at this point in my life, I've seen and felt a few too many weird-as-shit things to NOT believe in something. Maybe not in vampires and werewolves and devils, but forces outside of the normal range of human perception? Sure. Nothing like experience to make a believer out of a skeptic.
I have photo evidence of a ghost, or so my believing mind perceives. If you go here you will see a picture with a small orb floating up, not down as the rest of the rain drops did. I was taking a picture of the old railroad tunnel near my father-in-law's house.
Heh...I live with a ghost. Have since I left for college a million years ago. Things move from where they should be, curtains open on their own, electronics get turned on or off, noises and such. It's not a huge deal and usually yelling at 'Howie' makes it stop, at least for a while. :)
Yes, jsb, but could I come over and SEE something happening, as if on command?
I need to see! I need repeatability!
I'd like to be alex krycek. Fah on that goody two shoes mulder stuff.
Todd-
You have enough trouble just being you. Perhaps you should stick to refining that at this point...?
The house I grew up in (which my brother now owns) is haunted. And while he/she/it doesn't come out to play on command, most of the family have heard him/her/it.
Sounds like a similar attitude I've had for years.
I've lived on tribal land far up an old logging road in the sticks, lived in old, rickety houses ready to slip from their foundations, worked at a nursing home where hundreds of people have died, and I've seen squat! Nada. Bubcus. No ghosts, no UFO's, no critters creeping through the darkness. It sucks.
I grew up with stories of Bigfoot tromping through my backyard, watched the Twilight Zone, the Outer Limits, In Search Of, and Dark Shadows thinking that it was fact and anything could happen and it never did. Hell, even Scooby Doo had me thinking that there was some wicked crap out there.
Life's pretty damned boring without some alcohol and a wild sense of imagination harboring the strange and unusual. Now, we're getting hit over the head by Reality TV so hard that there isn't any room for the old witches and werewolves, ghosts and goblins. That's why we look to you folks and gobble up your books for that much needed fix.
Keep hunting and keep writing!
spend the night in my apartment without my cats there and you will change your tune. It can be eventful.
I do believe.
Strout: Ouch. Your comments wounds us. Me. Us. Me. Him. Err..point taken.
Psynde-
I wanna be slimed!
Anton- no slime involved..(well not counting your own of course.heh)
but the front dorr does rattle and the closet door slams at 4 am.