Spooky Stories
Spooky Stories!
I have always been a scaredy cat. I’m frightened of
things that don’t bother most people, including driving in traffic, going to
the dentist and arguments.
On the other hand, I can happily address a large crowd, I
wear what I want and read what I want, and I drink out of the river.
On the other other hand, I used to not be scared
of heights and now I am. I used to be scared of the dark and now I’m not. I
used to fear being alone and now I enjoy it.
So there it is.
My relationship with spooky stories has followed two
paths. When I was a child, I was prone to sleeplessness and nightmares so my
parents tried to shield me from scary stuff. We were allowed to read more or
less what we wanted, but since Mum bought our books, I’m sure she kept a close
eye on the content.
Unfortunately, she overlooked two sources of creepy fear.
We subscribed to a magazine called Look and Learn, which was a cheery
compilation of educational pieces about other countries, ballet, nature and serial
stories. Before that, we had Treasure, which also had amiable stories
and a series called Tale from Many Lands which inspired my enjoyment of
Norse myths among others.
The trouble came when Look and Learn incorporated Ranger
Magazine which included some decidedly gothic serials in comic-strip or heavily
illustrated form. I vividly remember at least three serials that were creepy
enough to give me nightmares. I can’t remember the titles but one was called
something like The Man From Yesterday or The Man Who Came Back.
This was in the 1960s, and I haven’t been able to identify it. Then there was
another one which might have been The Trigan Empire, (but if it
was, it was just a single serial out of many). The third was Jane Eyre, done
with a lot of scary graphics.
A televised version of Jane Eyre further traumatised me. I suppose Mum thought that, being a classic that was set for school, it would be okay!
Then came a truly nasty story that really was set for school. It came in a curriculum-based anthology and was called Raspberry Jam . Until today I hadn’t been able to identify that one either but thought it might have been by Somerset Maughan or one of those other mean-minded authors so beloved of educators. In fact, it was by Angus Wilson.
The trouble was that having read such stories I couldn’t un-read them and besides, they held a fascination for me.
I think what troubled me was altered states… insanity
and displacement and unnatural beings.
Years later, my spooky reading took another turn when I
read Ammie, Come Home, (1968) by Barbara Michaels. Now that is a
creepy book, with possession, or rather, temporary overwriting, of
personalities. The much later sequels, Shattered Silk (1986) and Stitches
in Time (1995) were also agreeably creepy. Again, it was the altered
states that caught my imagination. Michaels (who also wrote under her real
name Barbara Mertz and another pen name, Elizabeth Peters) was also an expert
at characters who hid their true selves behind assumed masks (altered states
again) especially in the book Prince of Darkness where a sunny teenaged
girl turns out to be anything but!
Other favourites of her books are Vanish with the
Rose, (1992), Houses of Stone (1993) and The Dancing Floor (1997).
The books have dated, but aside from the spookiness,
which my adult brain deals with better than my child braid could, Michaels
incorporates unforced humour, sympathetic characters, heroes outside the common
TDH mould, marvellous settings and the characters’ interests, including herbs,
vintage needlework, roses and restoration. I’d love to revisit some of these
books but my copies are in storage and almost none of them are available on
audio, which is the way I do most of my recreational reading.
Other spooky stories
that have stuck in my mind include True Believer by Douglas Hill, which is one of those “don’t think of a yellow
balloon” stories, but much, much more unsettling as the protagonist tries
desperately to avoid thinking of monsters which are attracted by…thoughts of
them.
Then there’s The
Dream Millennium, by James White (1974) in which a long starship voyage becomes
an ordeal when the dreamers suffer dreadful nightmares.
Don’t even get me
started on The Monkey’s Paw by WW Jacobs (1902)…
These three otherwise unrelated stories all play with
ingrained fears: that we can’t trust or control our minds, that we will become
lost in sleep or that our desires will bring us down…
Now that’s creepy.
So…there are my spooky stories, which are probably not
what you might expect.
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Sally, congratulations. You are the only one of us who has declared having enjoyed such reading. Helena has catalogued them, the others including me rejected them. So, maybe you are not a scaredy cat at all.
ReplyDeleteSally, I agree with Bob - maybe you're not a scaredy cat! I hadn't heard of the stories you mention, apart from The Money's Paw. The Barbara Michaels books sound like great reads. Thanks for the interesting post!
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