It's the most wonderful time of the year....
Any CBC Radio One fans out there? Did you listen to DNTO yesterday?
Nick Purdon interviewed Winnipeg horror author Susie Maloney and at the finale she read what she considers to be the scariest words ever written, the first paragraph of Shirley Jackson's The Haunting of Hill House. I was utterly gobsmacked because (I bullshit you not) every Hallowe'en I climb up to the top shelf of the bookcase and haul down my battered copy of The Haunting of Hill House and read that exact same passage.
This book, published in 1959, is 60 gajillion times better than any of the myriad of films that were based on it. If you've never read it, it's a keeper.
Here then, in its entirety, is my Hallowe'en reading, one day early, of the initial paragraph of Shirley Jackson's classic novel, The Haunting of Hill House:
No live organism can continue for long to exist sanely under conditions of absolute reality; even larks and katydids are supposed, by some, to dream. Hill House, not sane, stood by itself against the hills, holding darkness within; it had stood so for eighty years and might stand for eighty more. Within, walls continued upright, bricks met neatly, floors were firm, and doors were sensibly shut; silence lay steadily against the wood and stone of Hill House, and whatever walked there, walked alone.
Very shortly, we are heading out to Fright Fest (the haunted house for which I won tickets a couple of weeks ago). We are going to test the spook factor; they claim three people peed their pants there last year.
Chain saw wielding maniacs versus my bladder
Who will win?
Update: My bladder won! Yay!
It was fun though.