tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-33774292.post1365637309589978282..comments2023-11-03T09:38:03.893-04:00Comments on Novembrance: The HauntingLuisa Perkinshttp://www.blogger.com/profile/15310698422276446909noreply@blogger.comBlogger15125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-33774292.post-4824599223054189802007-06-25T21:44:00.000-04:002007-06-25T21:44:00.000-04:00Thanks, everyone! Julie, clearly I need to read J...Thanks, everyone! <BR/><BR/>Julie, clearly I need to read Jeff's book next.Luisa Perkinshttps://www.blogger.com/profile/15310698422276446909noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-33774292.post-24498337575724733382007-06-25T12:17:00.000-04:002007-06-25T12:17:00.000-04:00Congratulations by the way (for the rising blogger...Congratulations by the way (for the rising blogger) , you so deserve it! This post was so awesome!Anonymousnoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-33774292.post-17575491361885890722007-06-25T11:28:00.000-04:002007-06-25T11:28:00.000-04:00i would have had a nervous breakdown in this situa...i would have had a nervous breakdown in this situation. I had a similar one after reading Jeff Savage's national novel. There's a scene where the character is all alone in the darkl. Her flashlights don't work, the power is out and her dog, who was barking, goes quiet. A week later my husband went out of town and took the kids with him. I was all alone and the dog came racing out of the back bedroom barking like crazy at the front door and then the power killed off. I screamed like a little girl, I'm ashamed to say, and do you think I knew where any of those flashlights were??? I cursed Jeff that whole night!Julie Wrighthttps://www.blogger.com/profile/15311231654035295596noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-33774292.post-24962806800218010862007-06-23T18:41:00.000-04:002007-06-23T18:41:00.000-04:00I think every house has a ghost, ours is in the di...I think every house has a ghost, ours is in the dining room. The light bulbs will click off and on while we are eating dinner. We just shrug our shoulders and say, "it's the ghost" then go about eating.Lucy Sternhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/15551301072676727397noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-33774292.post-9387771754615050242007-06-23T18:23:00.000-04:002007-06-23T18:23:00.000-04:00Okay, you guys, I'm GLAD I had Mr. King's lessons ...Okay, you guys, I'm GLAD I had Mr. King's lessons up my sleeve. Who knows what foolishness I might have attempted had I not learned otherworldly wisdom at his knee? I might have ended up a peripheral character in the story of my own life! ;)Luisa Perkinshttps://www.blogger.com/profile/15310698422276446909noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-33774292.post-3674444298223500092007-06-23T18:19:00.000-04:002007-06-23T18:19:00.000-04:00See--those Stephen King novels have come back to h...See--those Stephen King novels have come back to haunt you!Anonymousnoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-33774292.post-46233665687192125722007-06-22T22:00:00.000-04:002007-06-22T22:00:00.000-04:00Hmm...scary!Hmm...scary!Melessa Gregghttps://www.blogger.com/profile/13389345997489197531noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-33774292.post-14529073280588759422007-06-22T21:57:00.000-04:002007-06-22T21:57:00.000-04:00Haha! What a crazy story! And yeah... no scary r...Haha! What a crazy story! <BR/><BR/>And yeah... no scary reads after dark for me either!Brillighttps://www.blogger.com/profile/13694582598855276158noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-33774292.post-28637557660081790332007-06-22T17:46:00.000-04:002007-06-22T17:46:00.000-04:00Pretty creepy. I'm glad it wasn't as Stephen King-...Pretty creepy. I'm glad it wasn't as Stephen King-ish as you thought. I don't know why my kids do this, but when they need something in the middle of the night, they just stand there staring at me. It's kind of freaky to wake up with someone staring at you.<BR/><BR/>There's a reason I don't ready scary stories after dark :)Heather Moorehttps://www.blogger.com/profile/11634399663804195312noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-33774292.post-14510231196170555562007-06-22T09:14:00.000-04:002007-06-22T09:14:00.000-04:00See? This is why I never read Stephen King. It w...See? This is why I never read Stephen King. It would be one thing if it never got dark...Beahttps://www.blogger.com/profile/15957626443087438904noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-33774292.post-45004176072853441122007-06-22T04:51:00.000-04:002007-06-22T04:51:00.000-04:00Having blogged about a similar happening with our ...Having blogged about a similar happening with our dishwasher recently, this really made me laugh!<BR/>Congratulations on the Rising Blogger Award.Akelamaluhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/11234268568845148285noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-33774292.post-78412959744760708672007-06-21T16:38:00.000-04:002007-06-21T16:38:00.000-04:00I don't know if this will make you feel any better...I don't know if this will make you feel any better... We did have a somewhat similar experience...ours had to do with the latch on the dryer door. I (or my husband, yes, he OFTEN does laundry!) started a load. It started up fine but evidently the door wasn't latched properly, so at some point during the cycle the door was nudged out enough to stop the dryer. Then hours later, something happened (the house settled, dog walked by...who knows) that nudged it back into place enough that the cycle continued. We could hear this from our seats on the couch. We exchanged wide eyed and questioning stares. We have the 'small house luxury' of being able to see all of our sleeping children from the couch. And knowing there is no direct door to, what was then, the laundry room -no red alert system was required. Our hypothesis of the cause was confirmed later in the month when the same thing happened while I was standing next to the dryer. OUR ghost was exorcised by the shifting of a couple screws.<BR/>You still might need a new heating element, but these things do happen... every once in a great while... on a dark and stormy night.Anonymousnoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-33774292.post-88846067542363058392007-06-21T13:16:00.000-04:002007-06-21T13:16:00.000-04:00See, this is exactly why I don't read Mr. King. Al...See, this is exactly why I don't read Mr. King. Although I did have a stint at age 12 when I would sneak downstairs to watch "Hitchcock Presents" by myself--and freak out as I tiptoed back to bed in the dark. Hope you get to sleep tonight and the *vacuum* doesn't start up by itself or something!Annette Lyonhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/12493583432919249814noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-33774292.post-51832368674773479912007-06-21T13:01:00.000-04:002007-06-21T13:01:00.000-04:00Not to freak you out, but Samuel and I could not c...Not to freak you out, but Samuel and I could not come up with a rational explanation for this other than your house is possessed. Sorry to be the one to tell you. <BR/><BR/>PS Watch out for the clown in your closet! It has very long arms and a lot of Jell-o.Anonymousnoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-33774292.post-7790412105305696702007-06-21T11:33:00.000-04:002007-06-21T11:33:00.000-04:00This would make a fine spooky story if some elemen...This would make a fine spooky story if some elements weren't broken.<BR/><BR/>Okay yes, it does either way.Bill Chttps://www.blogger.com/profile/09814379524664994701noreply@blogger.com