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nnyThe electricity in my road has just crashed out twice in a row, which was fun and had me vaguely panicking about what the hell one does to amuse oneself when there is no internet. *grins*
Actually, though, my first impulse was extreme paranoia. My reaction to a lot of things is paranoia - being alone in the house, planes going overhead, getting trapped in a train tunnel, fireworks. I think this particular one was triggered by all the SG:A I've been watching, and the damned nukes, and the damned EMPs. I am very very scared at the thought of nuclear war; not so much the thought of the blast itself, but the thought of slow death afterwards. My dreams always involve being close enough to see the mushroom cloud, waiting to die.
Possibly I should find out more about them, possibly that would mean they scared me less. Dunno how likely that is.
Other things that scare me... hmm. I am freaked out by vaseline and toesocks and rubber band balls, but that's not fear that's an extreme of ooky. I'm scared by noises I can't identify when it's dark. I'm generally not scared by things I can see, but 'oohsomethingbad'scoming' music in films makes me hide behind cushions and yelp and pull my feet up onto the sofa. (It can't get you if your feet are off the floor.) I don't think I've come across a book that's really freaked me out since Z for Zachariah which I read a long long time ago, which possibly explains more than it doesn't, but that's the reason for this post - if the internet crashes out again I'm grabbing a candle and reading The Woman In Black by Susan Hill, which a lot of people has told me is reeeeally scaaaaary. :D The students studying it have to write a ghost/suspense/scary story of their own, which kinda made me blink because I couldn't think of a way to fictionalise my fears - in a different medium, perhaps, but not so much in a short story.
ETA: I forgot to mention! I'm scared of the doctors, at the moment. I'm scared that they're going to find out what it is and say oh, well, you should have come in two/three years ago when you started feeling icky, you fool! Now it's far far too advanced and I'm afraid all we can do is watch you die horribly. :D! Somehow this translates in my head to 'I should never go see doctors' instead of the more sensible 'I should find out what is wrong so they can treat it before my abdomen falls off.'
ETA more: Um. so I'm also afraid of opening doors. I'm scared of calling 'round the houses of people who have flatmates I don't know, I'm scared of opening shop doors when I'm not entirely sure whether or not they're open, I'm scared of walking into pubs. Automatic doors make my life so much easier. ¬_¬
So what scares you? You're absolutely welcome to go for the anonymous option; I'm genuinely interested.
Actually, though, my first impulse was extreme paranoia. My reaction to a lot of things is paranoia - being alone in the house, planes going overhead, getting trapped in a train tunnel, fireworks. I think this particular one was triggered by all the SG:A I've been watching, and the damned nukes, and the damned EMPs. I am very very scared at the thought of nuclear war; not so much the thought of the blast itself, but the thought of slow death afterwards. My dreams always involve being close enough to see the mushroom cloud, waiting to die.
Possibly I should find out more about them, possibly that would mean they scared me less. Dunno how likely that is.
Other things that scare me... hmm. I am freaked out by vaseline and toesocks and rubber band balls, but that's not fear that's an extreme of ooky. I'm scared by noises I can't identify when it's dark. I'm generally not scared by things I can see, but 'oohsomethingbad'scoming' music in films makes me hide behind cushions and yelp and pull my feet up onto the sofa. (It can't get you if your feet are off the floor.) I don't think I've come across a book that's really freaked me out since Z for Zachariah which I read a long long time ago, which possibly explains more than it doesn't, but that's the reason for this post - if the internet crashes out again I'm grabbing a candle and reading The Woman In Black by Susan Hill, which a lot of people has told me is reeeeally scaaaaary. :D The students studying it have to write a ghost/suspense/scary story of their own, which kinda made me blink because I couldn't think of a way to fictionalise my fears - in a different medium, perhaps, but not so much in a short story.
ETA: I forgot to mention! I'm scared of the doctors, at the moment. I'm scared that they're going to find out what it is and say oh, well, you should have come in two/three years ago when you started feeling icky, you fool! Now it's far far too advanced and I'm afraid all we can do is watch you die horribly. :D! Somehow this translates in my head to 'I should never go see doctors' instead of the more sensible 'I should find out what is wrong so they can treat it before my abdomen falls off.'
ETA more: Um. so I'm also afraid of opening doors. I'm scared of calling 'round the houses of people who have flatmates I don't know, I'm scared of opening shop doors when I'm not entirely sure whether or not they're open, I'm scared of walking into pubs. Automatic doors make my life so much easier. ¬_¬
So what scares you? You're absolutely welcome to go for the anonymous option; I'm genuinely interested.
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Date: 2006-10-20 04:47 pm (UTC)