Monday, August 30, 2010
I'm just tearing through the old-school paperbacks these days.
#42 -- "The Haunting of Hill House" by Shirley Jackson
Another one dredged up from the teen years. This is a masterpiece of never-quite-seen horrors -- nothing's ever seen head on and there is considerable question as to what the origin really is. I read most of this at home alone last night, and once the lights went out I became acutely aware of every creak and bump in my building -- and when my neighbor bumped something against the connecting wall between our units, I achieved levitation, my friends.