My Life As A Ghostbuster
June 4th 2009 17:45
Courtesey of Wikipedia
If you've read my previous posts then you'll know about my love of the movie Ghostbusters. That film was the making of me; after stepping out of the theatre my mind was firmly made up - I was going to be Peter Venkman.
My older cousin was in agreement; we would form the Norfolk, England branch of Ghostbusters International. He even had a theory on the capture and containment of spirits.
Mirrors.
Quite how he came about this theory is still shrouded in mystery but apparently, a box with a mirrored interior would contain a ghost as they cannot pass through their own reflection. And so it was, that at the tender ages of ten and twelve, we began industriously producing shoe boxes lined with tin foil.
We still needed more recruits if we were going to fight evil in our home town of Dereham and fortunately we still had friends. Stokey and Willis - who I know sound like a 70's cop show pairing - were duly inducted.
They brought their own unique skills to bear. Stokey was the eldest of us and had a wealth of knowledge about all the local 'spooky places'. Willis had an uncanny knack of 'talking things up', be they real, or imagined by our fevered hunger to experience something supernatural.
So began a routine of nightly trips to a variety of local haunts; there were disused mills, chuchyards, dark woodlands, condemned houses... The thought of my own kids making similar excursions today is enough to 'turn me white', to paraphrase Wiston Zedemore.
The truth is that the scariest moments during our stint as amateur ghost hunters was being chased from the golf course or the deserted warehouse by the irate land owners. The crucial change was that I had been moved into action by the power of movies. It's this power that fiction has that to inspire people to chase their dreams that has driven me ever since; it's the reason I became a writer.
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