I love horror films. I didn’t always love them. I’m not even sure when that shifted. I always loved mysteries and thrillers with a twist; stories like the short ones on The Twilight Zone were always some of my favorites. I didn’t watch much horror when I was growing up. I guess partly because I

I have a few fuzzy memories from kindergarten, but one that is very clear is sitting at a table with some crayons and a coloring page. I began to color and I tried so hard to make sure that I stayed inside the lines, but I just couldn’t. No matter what, that crayon would stray