Okay, you HAVE to put this in next year’s competition. That is really, really terrifying.

They’re still frightening.

I’ve had sleep paralysis a LOT. It started in my early teens and I did not learn what it was until about 10 years later. So I spent a good part of my adolescence genuinely concerned that there might be an evil spirit trying to possess and take over my body. That is certainly what it vividly felt like. I’d wake up, or…

I’ve read all of these already because I sacrificed much of last week on the altar of Jez’s scary story submissions, but while I was re-reading the Dave calling one my phone buzzed. And I picked it up and looked at it and there was nothing there, and it buzzed again but nothing happened in my hand. Then I realized my…

I made cauliflower soup this week. Normally it would be cream based, but my kid’s stomach has been iffy. So: saute a head of cauliflower in pieces in olive oil til starting to brown. Throw in a cup and a half or so of water. 3 potatoes, cubed, cover with water, maybe a tbsp dried dill, 2 vegetable bouillon cubes,…

Good to know! Although I’m in Peru, where Halloween is not a holiday, and has only recently become an excuse for 20-somethings to put on pre-packaged costumes and get drunk. So finding anything at all for the kid is going to be a challenge!

There are these whack-a-doo self-represented litigants that the Canadian legal profession has started calling “Organized Pseudolegal Commercial Argument” (OPCA) litigants. They think that by writing their names in unconventional ways - like, if my real name was Toffee Tree, I might write it toffee:tree on legal…

Bearcoons! That’s fantastic.

Yay!!

I’m from rural Manitoba (Canada). I know 3 different men who have “we interrupt this marriage to bring you hunting season” on either a t-shirt or a wall-mounted decorative piece, so I get all of this sentence!

“Deer Season is where I made my Tamagotchi and slap bracelet moolah.”

I love this so much!!

Jeez, parents!!!

Internal ghost repellent. NICE!

I had dreams like this about my grandfather for years. He’d be at a family function or we’d all be doing something together, often at the family cabin, and then I’d eventually say, “wait, I thought you were dead?” and he’d just look at me sorrowfully and walk out into the lake or fade from sight. But then after a…

This reminds me of a story I did share last year, of one of the scariest nights of my life. I was a kid with a lot of imagination, and I’d had a lot of weird, vaguely supernatural experiences when I was little (I think). So I’m about 12 years old and I’m lying in bed in the dark, in my room. My room was on the second…

I don’t know, I found it pretty reassuring to learn about sleep paralysis and reach the conclusion that there wasn’t actually demon entertaining itself by pulling my soul out of my body through the soles of my feet, or pushing up through the mattress and forcing my soul up to the ceiling, from where I could look down…

Ohhhhhhh. NOPE. 8-year-old inner me is hyperventilating over this.

Yeah, I think that’s true. Brrrr.