Marji Laine: Faith~Driven Fiction

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Storying: Creeped Out

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gremlintwilightzoneAt the end of Monday’s post, I asked you if you ever had a sensation or mental image of something that would change your life forever. You have if you’ve ever had the heebie-jeebies! That’s the feeling that something bad is going to happen. No, it’s way worse than that. 

It’s the sensation of foreboding coupled with the visualization of something crazy bad happening right where you are. If you’ve ever been to a “haunted house” or watched a horror flick and had trouble sleeping afterwards, you know exactly what I’m talking about.

So you can appreciate this setting that I accidentally created. I say accidentally, because I don’t usually dwell on scary subjects right before I go to bed. Especially when I’m the last person up and have to turn off the lights and lock the doors. Eeeeeee. I hate locking our sliding door. I’m always tempted to turn on the porch light to make sure the yard is secure. Trouble is, I can picture some gruesome monster (blaming that on the Twilight Zone) showing up right at the glass.

gremlin from tzmovieAs much as I hate the feeling that gives me, when stumped in a story, needing a new gotcha, that creepiness gave me inspiration. It also gave me a little trouble. See I was on a trip with my girls, staying alone in a college dorm room of all things, when this inspiration spun out. I realized as I tapped on my keys that I was leaning against a dark window. Okay, not a yikes, but I did move.

The yikes came when something pounded on the wall next to me. I just about jumped out of my skin, but I finished my scene. Come to find out, one of my dinky twinkies in the next room knocked the wall with her knuckles in her sleep.

It was still scary.

You would have jumped, too.

Ha! I should have saved this post for the end of the month!

Your Turn: I know I’m not alone in the imagining things that scare my socks off. So when was the last time you got the heebie jeebies?

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Author: Marji Laine

Marji is a homeschooling mom with teenage twins left in the nest. She spends her days transporting to and from volleyball, teaching writing classes at a local coop, and directing the children’s music program at her church. Raised in suburban Dallas, she got her first taste of writing through the stories of brilliant authors of their day, Mignon Eberhart and Phyllis A. Whitney, and through stage experience. After directing and acting in productions for decades, Marji started writing her own scripts. From that early beginning, she delved into creating scintillating suspense with a side of Texas sassy. She invites readers to unravel their inspiration, seeking a deeper knowledge of the Lord’s Great Mystery that invites us all.

2 thoughts on “Storying: Creeped Out

  1. I have to chuckle at your desire to turn on the yard light when locking the sliding door. I do the same. Windows are scary prospects at night. Something is always lurking to pop up in them . . . or behind your reflected image . . . *shudder*

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