The Twilight Zone

I’m delighted to hear they are re-booting the series again. I have high hopes for Jordan Peele. This series left indelible memories for me and some episodes still haunt me – The Midnight Sun, Nick of Time, Five Characters in Search of an Exit, Time Enough at Last, The Monsters are Due on Maple Street and Kick the Can.

 

 

I think part of the appeal is the fact the originals are in black and white. That and of course the sophistication of Rod Serling, with that cancer stick in his hand, no emotion on his face, as your tour guide for the trip into—“a fifth dimension, beyond that which is known to man … a dimension not only of sight and sound, but of mind … a land of both shadow and substance, of things and ideas.”

A bar or two of the music can take me back instantly. And when I watch them now, I love seeing famous actors so much younger—Robert Redford, Jack Klugman, Donna Douglas, Elizabeth Montgomery, Agnes Moorehead and of course William Shatner.

It’s no wonder I write and love the paranormal. The Outer Limits was okay but never rose to the Twilight Zone level for me. In more than one of my books I’ve dropped the phrase – twilight zone or where is Serling. I’d like to hear which ones hover in your memory.

Love to have you check out some of my paranormals anytime and I’ll see you – in the Twilight Zone…

    

Not So Loving Spirits

I said I’d share another personal supernatural experience, so here you go. While last month’s was loving, this one isn’t. Thinking about it can still scare me.

I was working as a temp at a company the summer between junior and senior years in college, living in an apartment with three other women. I had the only 8-5 job, so I got up early every morning and dressed in the bathroom to try and not wake the other woman who shared my room.

It was a normal day. I got dressed and reached for the doorknob to open the bathroom. And couldn’t. I was filled with terror. There was something evil on the other side of the door. I couldn’t explain it, but the feeling was real.  I backed away from the door and waited, not knowing what to do.

Then it was gone. Of course I felt foolish, and quietly left the room to make my way to work. As a temp I used whatever desk was free on any given day. That day I got the desk that faced the wall. In fact, it butted up against the wall, so no one could walk past in front of me. I was using an electric typewriter (no computers in those days) and working away, when the electric cord wrapped itself around my leg three times. Now remember, no one could have done this. I had my back to the room, facing a wall. I froze. There wasn’t the terror of earlier but WTH!! I didn’t cry out, though that was my first impulse, and waited as I had in the bathroom. Then, the cord let go of my leg and everything was “normal” again. I didn’t play, I didn’t react aloud, so apparently I wasn’t any fun and whatever it was, decided to leave me alone.

Haven’t experienced it again, and hope I don’t. Occasionally when I write on a WIP that I keep putting away, a book will fall off of my bookcase, but it feels nothing like what happened that day. If I ever get that book finished I’ll see if “they” like it.

In the meantime I have written some scary spirits – Before You would fit in that category if you’re looking for that. Still want to hear your experiences. You never know when inspiration will strike….

 

MARCHing Ahead

Lewis Grizzard is quoted as once saying “Springtime is the land awakening. The March winds are the morning yawn.”     Yes, I know it is not very nice of me to be sitting in my Mom’s home is sunny Florida while so much of America is bitterly cold or flooding. I spent 20+ years in New England, so I feel for you. If you find a spare minute, read a book…it is relaxing as we all wait for spring.

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Ogden Nash once said “Indoors or out, no one relaxes in March, that month of wind and taxes, the wind will presently disappear, the taxes last us all the year.”

I just helped Mom finish her taxes. Dad died earlier recently, and I hope I helped. I use Derek Stroud of Tyndall & Stroud in Cary, NC to make sure my royalties and my business expenses are done right. Again, March is a beast, but will all keep MARCHing along.

Loving Spirits

Supernatural is our thing, right? So I thought I’d relay a different kind of love story for you this February. My grandmother (Momma’s mother) lived with us until I was 12 years old, and she had recently passed away.

I was in bed and heard something in the formal living room. Now the living room in my parent’s house was roughly a quarter of the house and as kids we were only allowed in there from December 15-31 each year. But there was a television in there (we were probably the first house in our town to have two televisions–Daddy sold them). My grandmother sat in the large living room every evening while the four of us were stuffed into a small alcove to watch the smaller TV. Anyway, I knew nobody should be in that room, but I was so sure I really heard something that I got up and woke Daddy to tell him. My hearing was very good, so he got up and checked. Nothing, no one else was in the house besides the family, so I went back to bed.

But the sound woke me up again and when I opened my eyes, my grandmother stood at the foot of the bed. I panicked big time, slamming my eyes shut. When I dared open them she was gone and again I made off for Daddy. Fortunately I had the world’s best Daddy and when I told him what was going on, he nodded. “That’s probably who you heard in the living room. She checked on you every night after you went to bed. What’s the problem?” His words put it all in perspective and I went back to bed. Did I tell you he was cool?

Anyway, that led me to write Wraith’s Heart all these years later–a ghost story from the perspective of the ghost. Boy, can I see Daddy’s influence there. 

I have another one I’ll share next month, but I’d love to hear about your real-life paranormal experiences. Most of the people I talk to have some sort of unexplained happening in their memory. Please share!

Resolutions

Yep, it’s that time of year again. Do you make them? Not me, not anymore. I did pretty good last year without them, so I’ll continue that way.

I have to admit when I get to the gym every January, I have to laugh. It’s always so crowded and the people are dressed so nicely, like they all got new exercise clothes from Santa. But after a couple of weeks, they all disappear and we have room again. Those of us that have been in Water Zumba for going on two years just squeeze together for those couple of weeks. I like that some of the regular participants I see weekly are in their 80’s and they’re in the pool moving like a boss to the music. I hope that’ll be me someday.

I lost 33 pounds last year between Weight Watchers (they call themselves WW now) and exercise, but I started before the beginning of the year. I like their mind set at WW, it’s not a diet, it’s a life style. So again, resolutions don’t help me. I will admit that I have friends that attend exercise and WW with me, so I feel a responsibility to show up. That helps me more than knowing the year has turned.

Even with writing, it is a job (the best I’ve ever had!) and I’ve always had a job so I don’t need a resolution to decide to write X number of pages a day. That’s the best part of my day.

Speaking of writing, thank you for helping to make the launch of Don’t Look Back my best seller of all time (so f ar). Book 2 of the Conall Clan – Family Ties comes out February 1.

But that’s my experience. What about you? Do resolutions help you? Do you set them, keep them? What works for you?

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The History of Science Fiction

With the passing of Stan Lee this month at the age of 95, I got to wondering about how old the genre actually is. Talk about getting bogged down in research, you can go back as far as the Epic of Gilgamesh, which is 2000 BCE, but I wasn’t looking that far back.

Scholar Robert Scholes calls the history of science fiction “the history of humanity’s changing attitudes toward space and time … the history of our growing understanding of the universe and the position of our species in that universe.” In recent decades, the genre has diversified and become firmly established as a major influence on global culture and thought.

It was more personal for me. I learned to read by devouring Superman comics. Dick, Jane and Sally held no interest for me. Man, were those kids boring! So, on Sunday afternoons Daddy would walk to town on the train tracks with my sister and me togo to the drug store in downtown Hudson and look at the comic books. They cost 12¢ back then and I still have most of them, carefully preserved now in plastic. I know Stan Lee was Marvel and Superman is DC but I love characters in both universes.

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I was always drawn to science fiction, with its endless possibilities. I admit I preferred Gene Roddenberry’s concept of a peaceful future to what I read in the pulp fiction of Daddy’s basement. Scary aliens didn’t entice me, but ET and Close Encounters were made for me and I’ve seen both countless times.

It’s what drew me to write Alien Embrace. A young woman who wakes in a hospital with no memory—where did she come from and why? Throw in a little of the ecological, and you’ve got the kind of story I go looking for.

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Have you been a sci fi (never SyFy!!) fan long or do you gravitate toward fantasy or paranormal? Who are some of your favorite authors – Larry Niven, Edgar Rice Burroughs, Ursula K. LeGuin, Sherri Tepper, Philip Dick, Jules Verne? Let me know, maybe there’re some out there I haven’t found yet!

Have a wonderful Thanksgiving and be careful out there if you go Black Friday-ing!

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That Paranormal Time of Year…

Okay, Halloween is almost here and the spooky is in full force.

It gets dark earlier and cool, as though a spirit has brushed past you at times. This is when I think about my experiences with the paranormal. I’ll relate one here and save some for other blogs.

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I remember one from shortly after my Grandmother, Mama Corey, who lived with us passed away. After going to bed I kept hearing something in the formal living room. That wasn’t a room I was welcome in most of the year (only after the Christmas tree went up) but my grandmother watched TV in there alone most of the time. Since she was deaf, she turned it up to a painful volume and the rest of the family watched TV on the other side of the house. (Yes, we had two TVs before the rest of the world, because Daddy sold them). I finally got up to find Daddy and have him look around. He did because he trusted my hearing, but he found nothing. I went back to bed and closed my eyes, but something made me open them again and there stood Mama Corey at the foot of the bed. Yes, I panicked and raced down the hall to get Daddy.

Now that was one smart man. He looked right at me and said, “What’s the problem? She came in to check on you every night.” Those simple words put it all in perspective for me.

I never saw her again, but I knew it would be okay if I did. She wasn’t a scary spirit, just a grandma making sure I was covered up and not cold.

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One more – there is a story I’m working on but have put aside for now. Why? Because whenever I wrote on it, a book would fall from one of my bookcases. Not a book that was badly balanced on an edge, or even the same bookcase. But something always fell when I was writing on it. Haven’t worked on it since moving to the condo after we downsized, but I’ll let you know if it followed me.

What about you? Any unexplained phenomena happen around your house? I’d love to hear about it, so please share.

Remember to check out my stories – Wraith’s Heart or Before You – for your spooky pleasure!

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