Guest Post by Linda Covella (from the admin team of Clean Indie Reads)
October is upon us, when nighttime envelops us earlier with each passing day, chilly breezes rustle the trees as leaves spiral to the ground, and critters’ glowing eyes peer out of the darkness. These are just some of the things that bring to my mind paranormal and supernatural stories, genres that we’re featuring this month at Clean Indie Reads. And both genres that I’ve loved since an early age. It all started with my mother.
My mom was a great storyteller, especially when it came to scary stories. She’d gather me and my three siblings close around her and launch into a story just frightening enough to send chills down our spines. Her stories were complete with the theatrics of dramatic whispers and a flashlight shining up from below her chin, casting eerie shadows on her face.
But, besides her made-up stories, as a school librarian, she’d bring home books to read to us. Classic fairy tales with their evil characters—witches, and wolves, and mean stepmothers—were enough to scare us at that young age. Later, my mother would bring home books for us to read on our own, and I went through a stage devouring stories sure to unnerve me with the thrill of their chills: Edgar Allan Poe, Washington Irving’s short story The Legend of Sleepy Hollow (with the Headless Horseman!), and, one of my all-time favorites, Something Wicked This Way Comes by Ray Bradbury.
At Clean Indie Reads, our own authors have books for kids, teens, and adults that celebrate the spookiness of October. Browse through our titles, and you’ll find woven into these supernatural adventures conspiracies, romance, time travel, paranormal investigators, Bible stories, angels and demons, creepy houses, mysterious dreams, and much more.
Gather your family or friends or a cozy blanket around you and enjoy the tantalizing chills that only a good scary story can bring.
What are some of your favorite paranormal or supernatural books, currently or from your childhood?
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it’s time to edit now again.
With all the shifting and deleting,
and splicing words that kept repeating,
all the muscles that were supple once are sore
and can’t type more.
Oh, there are countless edits!