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Originally Posted by zelda_pinwheel
i have a very good imagination. too good in fact for my own comfort, frequently. overactive, hypersensitive, "is it real or is it memorex" vivid.
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But don't you just pity people with little or no imagination? I think that's why
we read.
My scary book was, I think, called the Black Water Trilogy but I can't find it on the net now. Took place on the Perdido River in south Alabama. It began with the river flooding the town (an annual occurrence). This woman was rescued by a local man from the second story of a store. No one knew her or how she got there. Turned out that she became like the Creature from the Black Lagoon when she got into the river. Long & short - the book moved between "nape of the neck hair raising" to "rather mundane soap opera boring". But it did keep me awake some nights.