Dark Corners

When I was a little girl I was one of those kids who ALWAYS suspected that something lurked just outside my view. Who, or what, was in the attic when I heard a creaking sound like footsteps on the ceiling above my bed? Even on the brightest summer afternoons, the basement was dark and strangely cool. I had to force myself to go down there alone. If a creature was hiding in the house, the basement was the obvious lair. We had a cat — a very beautiful and small cat, with long, white fur and green eyes. She’d been
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Today is a POE-y Day

Since my visit to the Poe Museum in Richmond, I’ve been pondering the ‘monsters’ of Poe’s stories. His most famous monsters are human — humans consumed by guilt, obsessed by delusions, drowning in alcohol or living in an opium haze do terrible things in Poe’s stories. I’ve also been reading about real life human monsters. On the Amtrak train I read ‘Fighting the Devil’ a true crime, ‘ripped from the headlines’ first person account of murder by Jeannie Walker. Late last night/early this morning, I finished reading Erik Larson’s ‘In the Garden of Beasts, Love, Terror and An American Family
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