The first book series that I was OBSESSED with were the Goosebumps series written by R.L. Stine. I can’t stress what a HUGE part these books played in my childhood. And as I got older I read the Fear Street series as well.
I would devour these books in no time. Anytime I had a few bucks to spend, I bought a new book. For my birthday and Christmas, I was sure to get books or something Goosebump related.
They helped foster my love of horror and writing (I was already a big book nerd).
When the tv show I came out, I watched every episode.
My collection of these books went away over the years. When I was a teen I gave a good chunk of them away. And I regretted it. The few I had left are missing. Most likely lost when I moved a couple years ago.
After years of feeling nostalgic over these books, I heard that the movie was coming out.
And this weekend I finally got to see it.
Mr. C and I settled in on Friday night. Being the geek I am, I was getting really excited. I asked Mr. C if he had read the books. I got a big “nope”. And then I asked if he watched the tv show. Another nope. And my next thought was “But you won’t GET it!”
Yes he would get the story line and the monsters. But he wouldn’t get what I was feeling. As I watched the movie unfold, I sometimes got giddy. And as I seen Slappy come on screen, I looked at Mr. C and said “I’m 33 and he still gives me the creeps.”
I absolutely LOVED the movie. Jack Black isn’t an actor I usually like, but he nailed this role. I loved the story line, seeing the characters I loved growing up in action yet again. And after it was over, it ended in classic Goosebumps form. Just when you think everything is happy, there is that one last horror twist.
Did you read these books? What book(s) were you hooked on as a kid?