This book was interesting in that it presented facts on scientific phenomena called Psychokinesis, Something I have had...morePoor Carrie, I feel your pain.
This book was interesting in that it presented facts on scientific phenomena called Psychokinesis, Something I have had personal experience with and I’ll tell you about it at the end of this review as long as you all promise not to call me a freak…..but think that I’m a freak all you want.
Carrie didn’t have it easy in high school. Being raised by an over protective, abusive, and ultra religious mother and no father, she didn’t have the tools to fit in with the crowd….any crowd. So, as you know, in high school ‘if one of these things is not like the other’ then that thing does not belong.
But something else was different about Carrie that really made her stand out. At puberty, and at the onset of her first period (famous shower scene….don’t be too icked out fellas) which was very late, things started moving around and going generally haywire around her when she was stressed. At first she didn’t realize that it was her that caused the disruptions. Back to the shower scene, when this happened to her she was in the school shower and had no idea what was happening to her, mamma neglected to tell her about it, and Carrie was convinced she was dying. The other girls started taunting her…….
They really shouldn’t have done that.
One of the offenders, Susan Snell, regretted her role in the incident and decided to do something nice for Carrie by asking her boy friend to take Carrie to the prom in her place.
She really shouldn’t have done that.
Okay. This phenomena has been reported numerous times and it has been well documented. It’s a thing. It’s normally mistaken for a poltergeist, which is supposed to be some prankster type of spirit, but what it really is is (most likely) electrochemical and happens around hormonal female adolescences.
This is what happened in my household when I was a tween…..I shit you not….this stuff really happened. Back in the day, my mom smoked. I didn’t like it and would pester her to stop regularly (boy, did she love that). One evening when we were the only two in the house my mom couldn’t find her cigarettes. She was pacing back and forth in her upstairs bedroom tearing the room apart, all the time yelling at me to tell her what I did with them. I yelled back from downstairs that “I didn’t do anything with them”. She didn’t believe me and kept ranting. When things got to critical mass (meaning she was completely losing it) she turned around and the pack of cigarettes were in the middle of the floor, neatly sitting straight up on its end…..the same floor she just paced across many times. Immediately she blamed me for doing it, I yelled back that I couldn’t have done it because “I’m downstairs and have been here the whole time”.
To this day she maintains I did it. Maybe I did, unconventionally.
The second most memorable incident (the one that really sticks in my head) happened just after I finished doing the dishes and cleaning up after super. I went into the other room with my mom, we were the only two in the house again, and I’m sure we were fighting about something. All of a sudden it sounded like every dish and glass in the kitchen crashed and broke on the floor. My first thought was “crap, I must have put something in the cupboard all wonky and it fell out and took everything else with it.” We ran into the kitchen and not a dish was out of place, but in the middle of the kitchen floor there was the glass top to the glass salad dressing carafe balanced on its small end!! WTF?? And we didn’t have salad that night….
So, there’s that. Science.
Oh, and now I have the urge to take up sewing……weird. (less)
Ok. I had to read this book because I really needed to find out how one could make drawing and painting into a horror novel. It was possible after all...moreOk. I had to read this book because I really needed to find out how one could make drawing and painting into a horror novel. It was possible after all, this book was very creepy yet artsy. Parts of the book were "roll your eyes" silly, but it is Stephen King after all, so you must take it with a grain of salt. I really enjoyed it.(less)
No I'm not obsessed with Stephen King, though my reading as of late may make you think so. However I do believe he is a genius. I picked up Salem's lo...moreNo I'm not obsessed with Stephen King, though my reading as of late may make you think so. However I do believe he is a genius. I picked up Salem's lot because one of the main characters in Salem's Lot, father Callahan, becomes a major character in Wolves of the Calla which I am currently reading. I wanted to get the fathers full background.
Salem's lot did not disappoint me. Creepy creepy creepy. I like that these vampires are sick, animalistic monsters, Unlike the romanticized versions in the Anne rice, charlaine Harris, and (from what I hear) Stephenie Meyer books. I like that for a change, these vampires are not sparkly. Good! (less)
Imagine one day you are fine, going to work and doing what you always done, then out of the blue you start acting strange. You become paranoid, eventu...moreImagine one day you are fine, going to work and doing what you always done, then out of the blue you start acting strange. You become paranoid, eventually you start hearing voices and attempt jumping out of moving vehicles.
You must caught a bit of the crazy right?
Maybe not. This is what happened to Susannah Cahalen, a reporter for the New York Post. One morning she saw a couple of bug bites on her arm and was convinced she had a bed bug infestation. She brought exterminators into her home, even though she couldn't find any evidence of the critters. The exterminator couldn't find them, said they didn't exist, but she insisted they treat the apartment for them anyway.
This was only the beginning. Susannah kept deteriorating, doctors mis-diagnosed her many times, one even blamed it on excessive drinking with a 'wink'. You know, a young girl in New York obviously was partying too hard.....I think I would have punched that jerk in the dangly bits and blamed it on a seizure(of which she had many)"oops! Sorry doc but I couldn't help it!"
One day after about a million dollars worth of tests came up with zilch, Dr. Souhel Najjar came aboard Susannah's case, and it's a darn lucky thing that he did, because he had recently discovered a rare auto immune disease called Anti-NMDA receptor encephalitis. This basically will make you seem like a crazy person, and make you do odd enough things and movements that will cause people to call in an exorcist. Since this disease has been in existence as long as humans have, it's a pretty safe bet that many of those poor people who were thought to be possessed and subsequently exorcised had in fact Anti-NMDA receptor encephalitis and not the devil inside them.
"Magic is only science we haven't discovered yet." Someone said...?? Christopher Moore??
And that is the truly scary part in a very scary tale, that millions of people over countless years have been mis-diagnosed, put in institutions and left to die, or treated as evil and possibly put to a horrible death.
I enjoyed this book and found it fascinating. I just wish Sussanah din't have to go through this for us to get this book, but since she did I appreciate it even more.(less)