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I don't like taking baths as opposed to showers. It has little to do w/ the fact that showers are faster, or more environmentally friendly, or that you don't have to sit in used bathwater as it cools around you when you take a shower.
No, the main reasons I don't like taking baths are Jaws and Nightmare on Elm Street.
See, I find it impossible to relax in a tub full of water because I keep imagining te tub becoming insubstntial (like it did when Freddy ried to drown Heather Langenkamp when she fell asleep in her tub in the 1st NOES), and that I'll sink into the waiting maw of a shark, or a megalodon.
I love the woods. I hike every chance I get, and will often do it alone during the day because I can't get anyone to go with me. But you'll never catch me in the woods alone at night. Too many slasher and monster movies start out that way.
One night, when I was 16, I was reading "It" late at night, and was totally convinced that if I put my foot on the floor, some THING would reach out from under the bed to grab me by the ankle.
I love exploring abandoned buildings. My brother & I did quite a lot of this as kids. The railroads criss crossing Jersey City had an abundance of abandoned outbuildings of all kinds to explore. But if one were to talk one up about being haunted &/or the scene of a grisly murder, and I'd start to feel reluctance to go in. IN the face of peer pressure I probably would, but if a hidden friend jumped out and screamed. . . well I'd buy it for at least a second or two.
One of the out of the way places we went to drink when we were teenagers was a huge, and old (for Jersey City) cemetery on Garfield Ave. I was fine as long as the group was together & near the cars. But I'd never wander off from the group alone.
It's funny, because if someone comes right out and asks me in broad daylight if I believed in ghosts, I'd shrug and say I wasn't sure. But in the woods, late at night, in the dark. . . . oh yes. I believe.
I don't suppose a belief system like this is necessary for one to enjoy horror fiction. Very, very little scares me as I watch a horror movie or read a horror novel on my couch w/ the lamp on, regardless of its subject matter. It's rare indeed something is so chilling or cringeworthy that it's hard for me to watch. But they fuel the fire when I'm alone. In the dark. And personally, I think this adds to my enjoyment at least a little bit. I couldn't help smiling sheepishly at myself when I got scared Pennywise or something ould get me that night when I was 16, thinking: "This is just what that bastard King wants". And I just can't imagine not feeling a little silly about watching movies about dead serial killers haunting your dreams & such if I COMPLETELY scoffed at such things being possible.
So if you're not too embarrassed, share your own predelictions here. Do you believe at least a little bit in the things that go bump in the night? And if so, do you think that adds to your enjoyment of horror fiction? Feel free to hold up a mirror to your irrational fears; I'll stand bside you while you do.
But I'm not gonna say "Candyman" five times with you for love or money.
No, the main reasons I don't like taking baths are Jaws and Nightmare on Elm Street.
See, I find it impossible to relax in a tub full of water because I keep imagining te tub becoming insubstntial (like it did when Freddy ried to drown Heather Langenkamp when she fell asleep in her tub in the 1st NOES), and that I'll sink into the waiting maw of a shark, or a megalodon.
I love the woods. I hike every chance I get, and will often do it alone during the day because I can't get anyone to go with me. But you'll never catch me in the woods alone at night. Too many slasher and monster movies start out that way.
One night, when I was 16, I was reading "It" late at night, and was totally convinced that if I put my foot on the floor, some THING would reach out from under the bed to grab me by the ankle.
I love exploring abandoned buildings. My brother & I did quite a lot of this as kids. The railroads criss crossing Jersey City had an abundance of abandoned outbuildings of all kinds to explore. But if one were to talk one up about being haunted &/or the scene of a grisly murder, and I'd start to feel reluctance to go in. IN the face of peer pressure I probably would, but if a hidden friend jumped out and screamed. . . well I'd buy it for at least a second or two.
One of the out of the way places we went to drink when we were teenagers was a huge, and old (for Jersey City) cemetery on Garfield Ave. I was fine as long as the group was together & near the cars. But I'd never wander off from the group alone.
It's funny, because if someone comes right out and asks me in broad daylight if I believed in ghosts, I'd shrug and say I wasn't sure. But in the woods, late at night, in the dark. . . . oh yes. I believe.
I don't suppose a belief system like this is necessary for one to enjoy horror fiction. Very, very little scares me as I watch a horror movie or read a horror novel on my couch w/ the lamp on, regardless of its subject matter. It's rare indeed something is so chilling or cringeworthy that it's hard for me to watch. But they fuel the fire when I'm alone. In the dark. And personally, I think this adds to my enjoyment at least a little bit. I couldn't help smiling sheepishly at myself when I got scared Pennywise or something ould get me that night when I was 16, thinking: "This is just what that bastard King wants". And I just can't imagine not feeling a little silly about watching movies about dead serial killers haunting your dreams & such if I COMPLETELY scoffed at such things being possible.
So if you're not too embarrassed, share your own predelictions here. Do you believe at least a little bit in the things that go bump in the night? And if so, do you think that adds to your enjoyment of horror fiction? Feel free to hold up a mirror to your irrational fears; I'll stand bside you while you do.
But I'm not gonna say "Candyman" five times with you for love or money.
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