Bump in the Night
 

All right, my first thread - so here goes...

I was hanging out with a few other horror writers the other night and the conversation rolled around to the nature of fear. One friend in particular mentioned that he was a true believer in the supernatural and that he was actually scared of werewolves, vampires, ghosts, etc. That when he's out at night, he gets the willies and is often looking over his shoulder.

He saw in my eyes that I found this a bit funny and he assumed I simply didn't believe. I told him that I want to believe, I romanticize the idea of belief in the "other world" but I am not particularly scared of it. At night when I walk around alone, I tend to think of myself as the vampire, the werewolf, the thing that goes bump in the night. That people on the street should fear me.

How about you? Are you frightened in the dark or do you do the frightening?

Ive usually seen myself as the one that kills the thing that goes bump in the night with a hammer.


I have a hero complex :)

Re: Bump in the Night
 

:rolleyes:

I have some friends who own a house down a private road in the country, and if I leave their house after dark I always get the feeling somethings hiding in the backseat. I don't know why....maybe too many monster movies.:p

I hope I never bump into you.

I'm always the monster, and I'm not afraid of hammers...............Watch yourself Vod.

i tend to think of myself as a guy walking home in the night . . .


though sometimes i think of myself as a monkey!

What a coincidence....I think of you as a monkey too.....
When I read your posts, I see a monkey chain smoking, typing furiously and occasionally stopping to fling poo at the screen....

j/k
:D

When I really concentrate and imagine the monkey, it's never close by...it's always kind of running away, running, skipping.....the monkey keeps running away so it can come back like a big surprise and wreak more havoc while people are picking up the pieces from the previous poop-flinging thing. Usually I visualize the monkey as a silhouette. Likes what he does, but he does it sort of mindlessly, compulsively. Don't know if that helps. Hopefully it does.

Monkey: Unbound.
Very art-house.:p

I generaly think of myself as an anti-hero type.

I'm not frightened nor do I intentionally frightened. I've been out late more than a few times and as they're walking toward me, a woman 'll clinch her purse or cross the street. They have no reason to do so but if something from the middle of the evolutionary chart was coming toward me in the middle of the night I might get worried too.

Not to mention doing stuff like this:-

http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=Qu2uHi7Gbsw


And - stunningly - this:-

http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=C8kM-ZAaTOY


:eek:

There are things out there with no name that thrive on negativity and sorrow and madness and hate-etc etc.
Sometimes we come across these things and come up with werewolves and demons and vampires etc etc.
We like to name that darkness I think so that we do NOT have to fear it.

I think we create it all but yet it becomes it's own creation and feeds.
And feeds.

It's because you get a contact buzz, isn't it.....I bet you're the one who keeps dropping Cheetos in my backseat.:p

Well, I never said I was a ballerina. I bump into things all the time. :D

But when I'm walking alone at night I kind of do the peacock thing. I'm not that big, but I stand up as tall as I can and walk really hard, not really stomping but close, and I make a crabby look on my face to make me look bigger and meaner. I don't do that to friends or anything, but when you're walking alone, any time of the day, it doesn't hurt to look like someone that johnny robber wouldn't want to pick as a victim. :cool:

HeHe...

Wow, that's pretty deep. Interesting opinion and I guess I can't say that I disagree with it all either. :cool:

..do you mean a evil force ? ..thats just a human perception...humans had seen the sun as evil if we had been closer to it.....

Not evil force...more of a....hmmm....I'll have to get back to you on that.

I guess I mean emotional imprints left from strong human emotion....I'll think about it more and see if I can come up with a more coherent explanation:D

Cheese ROCKS. I might even eat a sea spider if it was covered in....wait, never mind.

I'm not going there.

Cheese ROCKS.