a literary post

"...and whatever walked there, walked alone."

That is the final phrase in both the opening and ending paragraphs of Shirley Jackon's haunted house classic, The Haunting of Hill House, and I believe it's one of the most magnificent arrangements of words I have ever read. In six words, it manages to be mysterious, hopeless, powerful, and above all creepy as hell.

I fully plan to icon it. :D

( Ghost stories, The Demon's Lexicon, Inda, my short story, SYWtbaW, and various future readings )