This is about as close as I will likely ever get to documenting the path I took to learning how to write. I wish there were more people I could credit for it—usually there’s some random English teacher in there someplace, but, not for me. It has pretty much just been a hobby of mine forever.
There was a time, not so long ago, when horror legitimately scared the crap out of the consumer. In 1973, movie theater managers were forced to transform themselves into amateur grief counselors in order to quell the droves of horrified, hysterical movie-goers who, at the time, weren't able to make it through the first hour of The Exorcist.