… or, a tribute to the late, great Ray Bradbury.
Okay, so it isn’t all his fault… but we’ll get back to him. I think Scooby Doo cartoons were my first nightmare muses. (I love Wikipedia even more for classifying the kid’s show as horror… along with other things, but still… maybe I’m not the only one who had nightmares!)
Heck, I wanted to grow up to be a cross between Daphne (redhead on the left) and Thelma (behind the PANK book!), but I’ve always had a vivid, wild imagination, and those scary, animated monsters were just too much for my sub-conscious.
I also remember some vampire black and white movies at camp before we read Something Wicked This Way Comes, and I think I even asked my english teacher if I had to watch the movie… I did. And I had bad dreams.
Still, I remember being unable to put the book down. Mr. Bradbury could WRITE. Think Tom Sawyer in the 20th Century at a carnival… We did a whole rites of passage themed semester or quarter or something that year, and each of those books stuck with me.
Did you read any Bradbury? Do you enjoy horror – in movies or books?