Creepiest Haunts of Life

Every one has at least one. A place that dares are dared, And scares really get you scared. Name a place where you have been, or heard of that the ghosts and goblins come out when lights are low and dark has set in. Is it the old cemetery where your mind has wandered into? What is fact and what is fiction?

Perhaps there are lights that no one can account for. You swear that statue watches every move you make. The wind howls through the trees as stories are told around the camp fire, And those chills that run up your back do not happen because the temps are low.

This is your time to share with your Bookmooch friends where the haunts are in your town, or surrounding towns. Feel free to take pictures and tell how that place in your town is the real thing!

All I ask is to not to change anyone’s work, or write over it, or cover it up. Keep within the two week time limit, and then post it to have some one else mooch it.

When this journal is full, please send it back to Debbie Hoggan, Bookmooch ID: hogganclan.


Creepy Girl, Creepy Girl (school photos, regrettable eyewear, robots in love, or what have you)

This journal opens to my school photo from 1968. I’m wearing cat’s-eye glasses and a pea-green neon-striped mini-dress my Mom sewed for me. I was stylin’ and baby, I knew it.

The title is inspired by my favorite MST3K episode based on the 1967 movie Catalina Caper (aka Never Steal Anything Wet) starring Tommy Kirk, wherein Tom Servo falls in love with the new girl on the beach and sings a little song about her (”Creepy girl, creepy girl . . .”)

“Thank you, Tommy Kirk, for making us laugh at life—and love—again.”


More images:

as a slideshow:

and as stills:

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