Apparently every year on the Friday before Halloween, the Provo Library holds a scary storytelling up in the attic of the building. The building was renovated a while ago, and the attic was the only part never touched by the remodel. So a scary storytelling up in the attic would be a fun Halloween activity, no?No, it's not.
I'd never heard of it before now, and there's a reason for that.
The storyteller--Ginger--was . . . well . . . entertaining, I suppose?
Story 1: Three boys can't go trick-or-treating and go to a witch's house instead, because the town grocer told them that "some things that happen on Halloween can't be undone."
Story 2: A woman dies and has her hand cut off. She left a little baby behind whom the innkeepers rear. A creepy peg-leg comes after her and tells her that "she's meddling with magic that she knows not from whence it came from" (yes, that was the spoken syntax--shudder).
Story 3: The evil stepmother gets sick of the stepchildren, so she cooks them and feeds them to their father.
Story 4: A bratty girl dies because she won't listen to her mother.
I was continually laughing because I felt so uncomfortable and the stories were so awful. Spooky? Definitely not. Funny? Only in an uncomfortable way. There's a reason I'd never heard of this particular Halloween event.
5 comments:
Huh. It sounded so promising, too! Is this event geared towards adults? The stories sound a bit too grown-up for kids, but you'd think they'd be scarier for the older crowd.
At least the grammar was scary!
Scary grammar indeed! Was it crowded in the attic? Did she wear a funny costume? Did she ad-lib the stories as she went, or were they actually written in a book? Was there spooky music in the background? Did anyone from the library authorize her to do such a production? Did she realize she was making her audience uncomfortable--in a bad way?
Oh dee. . . .
Hahaha. I think that a repeat visit is definitely in for next year.
I never went to it but was always curious good to know now that I don't need to ever fit it in.
Hahaha! This was the first post I looked for when I found your blog. I remember you saying that that night was 'blog-worthy'. Sometimes I still have nightmares about it. But not 'cause it was scary.
Professional story-teller? Not likely.
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