Thursday, July 5, 2012

Guest Post #4: Sagan

Hello! My name is Sagan, a reader of your blog for about a year now. I got rather excited at the prospect of writing about my own journey through Fear Street, so here we are. (Sorry if I ramble).

So, like many of us out there, I grew up with the Goosebumps and Fear Street Books. I don't remember too much about the Goosebumps books, except acquiring a permanent fear of dummies, becoming obsessed with mummies, and hating how every book ended. But Fear Street? That's where the real magic happened. I was consistently told by my mother that I was too young for Stephen King books, so I had to settle for the next best thing, Fear Street baby. While reading each book, I would picture myself as the heroine, and read their dialogue out loud to myself, (much to the chagrin of my siblings). Each book provided a source of inspiration. After reading Dead End, I tried to be like Natalie, and tried writing poetry. (Such good role models, R.L. Stine provides).

I also tried writing my own horror stories a la The Thrill Club, which usually ended in my mom thinking there was something wrong with me. Needless to say, these attempts at writing were thrown away pretty quickly. I'm pretty sure these books made me awfully suspicious. I would spy on my neighbors, positive that they were up to something heinous. Also, I would get so thrilled for no apparent reason, when one book would mention a main character from another Fear Street novel. I guess I thought Shadyside High was just one big happy family. (Sob).

Though, I have to say, my favorite memory is from 7th grade, when I auditioned for Bridge to Terabithia, with April's "Why I Killed So and So" speech from Truth or Dare. By the time I was done, the director was in tears (from laughing so hard). But I got the last laugh, I was cast as Girl #2, thank you very much. As a freshman in high school, in theatre class, one assignment was to perform one serious monologue, and one comedic one. For my serious monologue I chose Alison's "Why I Killed My Sister" speech from Sunburn. Once I finished that gem, there was silence, and my teacher finally said, "I thought I said one serious and one comedic, not TWO comedic monologues." OK, how dare you insinuate that Sunburn's monologue was comedic.

By the time I was in High School, my mother commanded me to throw away all of the Fear Street books. "Mom, nooo, you don't understand!" I pleaded. "Fine, you can keep 10, but the rest have to be thrown away!" She snapped, and so I chose my precious favorites, which were pretty much all of the "historical" Fear Street Sagas. (I can't tell you how much I love all the Fear Street Sagas, especially The Betrayal, The Secret, and The Burning. Nora Goode, and Daniel Fear = my preteen idea of real romance, how I hoped my future would hold something so beautiful as their relationship, except for, you know, one of them dying. Ditto Susannah Goode and Edward Fier).

Anyway, after that, I pretty much forgot about their existence for awhile, until one day I found myself straining to remember how the Cataluna Series ended, Googled it, and found myself at this wondrous blog, and here we are. R.L. Stine shall remain in my heart forever, regardless of the fact that his books are quite terrible, because when I was young, they were like Dickens to me.

Currently, for some reason, all of my Fear Street novels have disappeared. I suspect foul play.

I suppose that's it! My beautiful personal history involving Fear Street. I hope everyone is thrilled to have read it.

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Oh Sagan, this was truly awesome. I especially love the fact that you actually recited a whole passage from Truth or Dare in front of people. THANK YOU.


  1. AMAZING. Using passages from Fear Street books for your audition and your monologue = GENIUS. YOU ARE A GENIUS.
    Fear Street also were like Dickens to me... hmm I'm tempted to write about my own history with these books.

  2. I wish I can guestpost as well but mostly its about OTHER cheesy and trashy YA horror that weren't written by RL Stine

  3. I got jizzed on in a dirty bathroom by three dark old men

  4. I had a similar obsession when I was younger and had a HUGE collection of the Fear Street and Christopher Pike novels but somewhere along the way they disappeared. Now that I'm older I'm slowly but surely hoarding them all back and amassing a lovely little collection of cheese.

    I stumbled upon this blog via Patricia's Particularities. I started following her because she stopped by my blog and asked if it was okay to do a weekly feature about Fear Street that was similar but inherently different to my own Freaky Friday posts that I've been doing for about three years now. The more YA cheese horror love the better, I say!

  5. There's nothing funny about your sister and her friends watching you fall down a friggen cliff and then instead of calling for help, they assume you're dead.

  6. the teacher assuming a passage from a Stine book is comedic, is...not surprising. hell i applaud her for being savvy.

  7. Am I a complete loser for still having almost all my Fear Street and Christopher Pike books?

    I will not admit that I still read my Christopher Pike books on occassion. I. WILL. NOT. ADMIT. IT.

  8. It's ok to admit it, Suckie Stackhouse. This is a safe place.

  9. I don't get it... In your Switched review, you wrote that it was your favorite Fear Street book ever. And here you say the opposite. Or is there more than one reviewer on this blog?