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Sunday, May 14, 2006


I recently read a book titled 'Boo' by Rene Gutteridge. It's a story of how an infamous horror novelist, Wolf Boone, lost the feeling of writing another horror novel, thus turning to religion to start anew. The small town in which he lives in, Skary, Indiana, is against the idea of him abandoning his profession, as doing so will mean that it will revert back to a no-name place before he came around. Finding new peace in himself, he seeks out to fill in the void, and a budding love interest. However, he faces a wall of people who secretly wants to revert him back to the same horror novelist that made the town so successful.

First of all, I didn't expect it to be holding Christian values in the story. Disregarding that fact, I believe that this book gives a warm feeling when you read it. I acknowledge it more for the comedic situations, the depth of characters involved, and how the storyline binds together like perfect knitting from front to back. It's a nice book, and it reminds me of my childhood favourite series of 'Fear Street' and 'Goosebumps' by R. L. Stine, the latter being my top favourite.

I read quite a lot of those books in my primary school days, always buying/renting new ones constantly. I always felt that horror novelists have a good sense of making an environment come alive with words. And more so when I read 'Boo', giving the same viewpoint as I did. I could always imagine the monster or ghost, coming around the bend, behind that shelf, while the unsuspecting kids await a horrific moment. I loved that about horror books. That's why I liked to write narrative pieces. You can just concentrate on letting your imagination run wild.

I don't read those anymore, but I am thankful to these books that made me interested in the English language. It was so influential, that when my English teacher (then Mr Seethor) commented it was not worth reading those books anymore when I was in Secondary One, I stopped reading books for very very long, lasting many years. I did it out of anger I guess. But looking back, it was rather foolish. Haha. I am back on reading, more so because I'm in army, where brain decomposition is a norm. I hate those grammatical errors, those spelling mistakes, the poor sentence construction, the poor English. Sure, I know how to correct it, but it irritates me just to see a line like, "Get a flat screwdriver to screwed it back." Doesn't this just piss you off??

I liked a line Wally said yesterday. "Intelligence can be ignored, stupidity is hardly the case." He was commenting on how there are so many stupid people around. Asking pointless questions and bringing up senseless topics. He witnessed all these in forums, in which he is a regular by the way. Forums are great sources of information, and with the right kind of people, it is definitely a hub of golden information. Yet, there are always those who spoil it, and they spoil it bad. I've heard quite a few funny excerpts from him about forums. I guess the '300KB of horror' is the best yet. =P So hmmm, I do agree with his statement. Do you?

Today's Mother's Day, and I gave my mum the presents. I'm not used to fluffy moments, so yeah, today was weird. Got to cut this post short. My mum wants to bring us out for lunch. Bye bye.

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