Today is Halloween, which means it’s time for the annual Fark Scary Story Thread!
Here are the links to threads from previous years:
While you’re here, feel free to check out some of my other freaky/creepy/scary/silly Halloween posts.
Today is Halloween, which means it’s time for the annual Fark Scary Story Thread!
Here are the links to threads from previous years:
While you’re here, feel free to check out some of my other freaky/creepy/scary/silly Halloween posts.
This is not a library addition, but rather describing a book I’ve owned since 1989. With all the attention paid the new Netflix series of the same name, I thought I would put up a post on my own first edition of the book.
Jackson, Shirley. The Haunting of Hill House. Viking, 1959. First edition hardback, a Near Fine copy with slight bumping at head and heel in a Very Good dust jacket with shallow chipping and wear at head, heel and points, slight cracking along folds, and slight dust staining to white rear cover, but otherwise intact. Arguably the most important horror novel of the 20th century. Bleiler, Supernatural Horror in Literature, 1766 (in the Supplemental Section on page 547). Locke, A Spectrum of Fantasy, page 121. Barron, Horror Literature, 4-155. Tymn, Horror Literature, 4-119. Magill, Survey of Modern Fantasy Literature, pages 710-714. Bleiler, Supernatural Fiction Writers Volume I, page 483. St. James Guide to Horror Writers, page 292. Basis of the the classic 1963 film The Haunting, the not-at-all classic 1999 remake of same, and the 2018 Netflix miniseries. Bought for $45 at the 1989 Boston Worldcon, the first book for which I ever paid more than $35.
Here’s an interesting oddity: a town founded by and for Spiritualists:
Colby did as was instructed, along the way making friends with a medium named T.D. Giddings, and he would continue to receive guidance during his numerous sessions with the spectral Seneca, told that they would find a place “on high pine hills overlooking a chain of silvery lakes.” In this way, the spirit guided him to a place near the remote settlement of Blue Springs, Florida, a plot of around 35-acres that was near seven wooded hills and Lake Helen and pronounced to be the location of the spiritual camp floating through his visions. Colby and the entire Giddings family would then sign a deed for the land and move in to set up homesteads on what was at the time merely a backwoods feral expanse of trees and scrub brush. Interestingly, it was found that the waters of the nearby lake and spring had healing powers, and Colby would later claim that this water from the local springs had cured him of a case of tuberculosis.
Word soon got out about the healing properties of the springs, and that the famous “seer of spiritualism” and his medium friends had taken up residence here, and lo and behold other mediums and spiritualists began to trickle in, setting up their own humble abodes on this land, and the settlement that would be called The Cassadaga Spiritualist Camp was birthed, with “Cassadaga” being the Native word for “water beneath the rocks,” and the name chosen for a lake of the same name near a similar camp in New York called the Lily Dale Assembly. At first it was mostly a winter retreat for spiritualists, but more and more people began to move in permanently, until by the 1920s it had became an actual town and a major center of spiritualism in the United States, with the size of the camp gradually blossoming to 57 acres and attracting mediums and mystics from all over the country and eventually the world.
And naturally it’s haunted:
Interestingly, Cassadaga has not only gained a reputation as being the spiritualist capital of the world, but also as being one of the most haunted places in Florida. One of the most infamous of the town’s haunted buildings is the Cassadaga Hotel, which maintains a distinct roaring 1920s vibe and is said to be prowled by a ghost named Arthur. This particular spirit is said to enjoy dragging furniture around, flicking lights on and off, and sitting by the windows of the hotel, and he apparently leaves the odor of gin and cigar smoke in his wake. Another famous haunting is at the town’s cemetery, which is even said to have an ornate, old fashioned haunted chair called “The Devil’s Chair,” and there have been numerous apparitions seen here, as well as at the lake. The whole town in general is known for producing a wide array of ghostly phenomena, and this is said to be due to its position over a vortex that allows travel between the physical world and the spiritual.
I’m sure the The Devil’s Chair must a seat of such obvious evil that-
That looks less like a throne for The Prince of Darkness than something you would make because you had a bunch of bricks left over after building a BBQ grill.
Anyway, Cassadaga is about 30 minutes SW of Daytona Beach off I-4…
(Hat tip: Don Webb’s Facebook page)
From Australia: The Continent That Wants To Kill You, comes toxic underwater tarantulas.
They don’t live in the ocean, they live in a floodplain where they somehow cover their bodies in air bubbles to breath while underwater.
Video from another Halloween animations trade show:
I’ve been remiss in not putting up more Halloween posts this year, but I’ve been exceptionally busy.
So here’s some footage from the Halloween and Party Expo 2018, including truckloads of creepy clowns:
Amateur video faking technology is improving all the time, so enjoy some fake “hey, we put a digital Cthulhu behind some clouds” footage.
Welcome to The October Country!
Would you believe there’s a Twitter feed dedicated to posting pictures of scary toilets?
— Toilets With Threatening Auras (@scarytoilet) September 24, 2018
— Toilets With Threatening Auras (@scarytoilet) August 15, 2018
This is the most terrifying bathroom experience I've ever had pic.twitter.com/im27ecMDIA
— Brian Vu (@brivu) July 22, 2018
— Toilets With Threatening Auras (@scarytoilet) September 7, 2018
Tomorrow is Halloween, which means it’s time for the annual Fark Scary Story Thread!
Here are the links to threads from previous years:
While you’re here, feel free to check out some of my other freaky/creepy/scary/silly Halloween posts.
I always thought this musical number from Corpse Bride was pretty cool, and I still do. It also has more than enough dancing skeletons for Halloween: