I am a reading addict, as most people know.
J. reviewed Paul G. Tremblay's "Compositions for the Young and Old" several months ago and mentioned that he had done a "three chapter trade" for reviewing.
We were talking tonight about horror writing.
"Well yeah, I mean, I've read through Paul's book like four times, and I still-"
I imagine trying to give withheld horror fiction to me is rather like trying to toss a raw steak to a werewolf.
I just had a very creepy realization, now that I've been messing with thisisnotporn.com for a while.
Back in the middle of April, I got a very strange anonymous comment in my LJ. I have anon comments screened, so I looked at it, went "Spam bot gone haywire, I guess," and went to delete it.
Realized that it was barely coded and said "Time is running out I will die".
I decided to run an IP search on it to see if one of my friends was screwing with me. I was emailing J. about it at the time. "What the- it resolves to someplace on the edge of Sweden. I don't frigging know anyone there..."
I decided to save it as screened, because it was creepy enough that a good story idea might develop out of it. Then I forgot about it.
Tonight on my way home, my brain just clicked. "Time is running out I will die" "HELP I AM DROWNING" "The boy will die alone".
Coincidence? Or did I get spammed by The Boy? Either way, it's fucking freaky.