I've enjoyed the world of horror since early childhood. At age six, The Blob was aired on a Sunday afternoon. I watched it... was terrified... got in a lot of trouble for refusing to go to bed for fear the blob was sitting on my feet... but, somehow... all my games of pretend after that involved scarier and scarier monsters, witches, ghosts... etc. However, it wasn't until I filched a copy of Stephen King's Nightshift off my mom's bedside table that I could say I was truly "hooked." Pretty much, since then, I've always loved the dark side! Ghosties and ghoulies and long-legged beasties and things that go bump in the night? Bring 'em on!