lilian darke

Stowmarket, East Anglia, where you can hunt ghosts until four a.m.

Stowmarket, East Anglia, where you can hunt ghosts until four a.m.

There’s a thin but distinct line between what our minds of this present world understand, and what they cannot grasp. Many people believe that at times the line breaks, dissolves or otherwise allows us to cross it. Others scoff entirely, but the fascination persists. Is it the allure of the unknown that draws us to the paranormal? Is there a gleeful joy indulging in creepy, scary or awful; a balance to the expectation of being constantly adult and proper? Or does our modern, mundane routine have an atavistic need for the adrenaline of being frightened, but in safety? Whatever the reason, one cannot deny the enormous interest in the macabre, the unknown…the twilight zone. It’s the world where I dwell and dream.

 

ShareShare on FacebookTweet about this on TwitterShare on Google+Email this to someone

Leave a Reply

Your email address will not be published. Required fields are marked *