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The moray eels in their human skin suit surveyed the locked doors of the Eerie Museum of Aquatic Mysteries with suspicious eyes and downturned mouths. They carried a backpack, though technically not on their backs, and the straps hung strangely over lopsided and sagging shoulders supported by no scapula or collarbone.

In the backpack was a recipe book, old and worn and much-repaired with sticking tape and the best efforts of creatures without opposable thumbs. Or any thumbs. Or digits at all, really.

"1001 Atlantean Delicacies for the Discerning Piscivore" was a best-seller, and they were determined to use it.

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It's National Book Lovers Day, so how about some fanworks themed around the Eerie Library, the spinner rack of faded romance novels at the World o' Stuff, or that rarest and most difficult to obtain even through inter-library loan, the Sorcerers Bible?
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It's Tuesday, so today you get a choice between two prompts. Pick one, combine both, pit them against each other - on Tuesday, you choose!

This week, your options are:

Eerie Library versus Old Hitchcock Mill
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The dandelion wine tasted like summer, the sort of summer that Sara Sue had read about in those children's books which had left her sitting, sad and angry, in some secluded corner of the Eerie Library, back when she was Sara Bob and her life was her father's house, her brother's demands, and an almost unbearable need to escape from it all.

"Cheers," said the woman from the Ladies Society for the Beautification of Eerie, raising a glass in one white-gloved hand and clinking it against Sara Sue's own.

"Cheers," said Sara Sue, deciding then and there to sign up.

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The librarian groaned as she straightened, one hand pressed to the small of her aching back. In her other hand she held a dustpan filled with dangerous words, which she emptied into the large salad bowl sitting on the counter in front of her.

"That bloody Paper Witch," she muttered, mostly to herself. A Knowledge Spirit hovering beside the book return chirruped it's agreement.

"I think that's the last of them," the librarian added, lifting first one foot, then another, then a third as she performed her final checks. Satisfied, she grabbed a fork and began devouring the word salad.

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The Paperwitch rustled amongst the tall shelves of the Eerie Library, trailing fine white dust and a steady stream of dangerous words freed from the pages of a dozen extremely cursed texts. Knowledge Spirits cowered between the stacks or crawled inside the glossy covers of newly released hardcovers as she passed

A children's reading circle watched in horror as the latest instalment of the Adventures of Rowan the Chaffinch and Limey the Lime swelled to monstrous proportions before devouring the volunteer whole and screaming, and the Paperwitch wheezed out a dry and spiteful laugh as sharp as a dozen paper-cuts.

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Ongoing Verse: Pay Attention

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It's Tuesday, so today you get a choice between two prompts. Pick one, combine both, pit them against each other - on Tuesday, you choose!

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WERD-TV versus Eerie Library
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The staircase that wound it's way to the highest points of the Eerie Library was wrought iron, cold to the touch no matter how high you turned the thermostat, painted a light-sucking black that never varied with the lighting.

Metal steps rang as Tod climbed it, heavy boots shaking the thin structure, hands in fingerless gloves clutching the icy filigree of the bannister.

Ahead of him, Melanie Monroe pressed one finger to her lips.

"Shh!" she hissed, at least a thousand times louder than Tod's footfall. "You gotta be sneakier about this!"

Tod nodded. The forbidden sauce recipes lay ahead.

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"Murder ballads," says Tod, and for a moment Marshall is picturing an army of knife-wielding ballerinas pulling off perfectly-executed grand jetes into the second-story windows of unsuspecting victims.

It's almost disappointing when Tod explains, no, it's just a story about killing set to song.

"The Eerie Library has a whole bunch of them on tape," Tod says, unzipping his backpack to show at least a dozen dusty, hand-labelled cassettes jumbled amongst his school books. "There's an entire sub-genre just about that one guy who haunts your toaster."

"Really?" Marshall asks, leaning forward.

Tod nods.

"They're not very kind," he confides.

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Janet gave him an exasperated look. Marshall shrugged.

"I brought the Big Book of Barnyard Animals too," he said. "But I think Harley was the last one to check it out, since there's bite marks on the cover and huge chunks missing from the sections on poultry and pest control."

"Interesting," said Janet, interested despite herself. "Do you think it was just normal Anti-Christ destruction or was the book giving away some of his secrets?"

Marshall thought about it.

"The best way to tell would be to track down any other copies in Eerie," he said. "Compare and contrast them."

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"I didn't want to mention mice in a café full of customers," Tod continued. "I mean, maybe a stray sugar mouse is a pest problem or maybe it's just something you have when you run a bakery, but you never know how people in a crowd are going to react."

Marshall nodded.

The Eerie Library had acquired a stray cat the Christmas before last, and the Examiner at that time was full of rumours about witchcraft and shapeshifters. On the other hand, a water feature full of alligators at the Eerie Mall was considered a good way to stop littering.

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The space under the library counter was coated with a thick layer of dust, a soft grey ocean floor from which dropped highlighters and forgotten date stamps jutted like the hulls of wrecked ships.

"I saw it go in there," Marshall insisted. "It had the study guide to Catcher in the Rye in it's mouth, and it rolled it's eyes at me."

His parents exchanged a look.

"Son," said Edgar, at the same time as Marilyn said, "Sweetheart-"

Syndi gave a long, put-upon sigh.

"Mars," she said. "I hated Salinger too, but that paper's half your grade and due tomorrow."


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The book return slot had been boarded up, bloody fingerprints smudging the cheap plywood covering the hole. Marshall dismounted from his bike and wheeled it over, the straps of his backpack digging into his shoulders with the weight of several loaned books.

He looked about for a sign or a poster telling him where to leave the borrowed copies of accursed tomes, but there was nothing. Only the boards, and the blood, and the slow, steady, creak of cold iron nails being forced out by whatever had taken up space in the Eerie Library's book return.

He stood there, waiting.

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Marshall glanced down at the crumpled leaflet thrust at him by a brightly-grinning man with a sweater-vest and a megaphone.

"Wasn't the library just renovated?" he asked.

Simon nodded.

"It did, but the minute it was finished the entire new wing vanished into a pocket dimension," he said. "They're talking about moving the Restricted Collection to that part, but until City Hall can get an appointment with the Indianapolis Hazmat Team, and the librarians can give them a crash-course in shelving, we still don't have a kids' reading corner or meeting rooms."

Marshall fished out a handful of loose change.

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"Hey," said Marshall, sliding into the booth opposite Tod and unzipping his backpack. "The library got some of your hold list in, so I picked them up for you."

"Thanks, man," said Tod, kohl'd eyes widening in delight at the sight of "Skandi Metal Bands And You: The Beginners Guide", "Devil's Music: Rocking Out Without Selling Your Soul" and "Steak Sauces to Delight the Dinner Table."

"I thought you didn't eat meat," said Marshall, tapping that last one.

"I don't," said Tod. "But I'm going for my Saucier badge this semester, and these recipes are great for dipping French fries."

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The Eerie Library pulsed with other-worldly light, bright enough that Marshall and Simon had turned off their helmet-mounted torches soon after they arrived.

It was after midnight, hours past closing, and yet the library doors stood open. Inside, illuminated by flashes of pale blue ghost-light, books and things that only pretended to be books roamed among the shelves.

"Ready, Simon?" Marshall asked his most trusted associate.

Simon produced a large box of matches and shook them, his expression a mixture of resolution and glee.

"I was born for this," he declared.

"Maybe I should hold on to those," Marshall said.

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"Go on," whispered the Paper Witch, her voice like damp pages turning unaided in a haunted house. "Do it. You know you want to."

Harley Holmes sat in the middle of the Eerie Library's brightly painted and well-lit Children's Reading Area, surrounded by an ever-growing puddle of darkness. In his small hands he held a heavy board book bound in bloodstained linen.

"Eat of my flesh," hissed the Paper Witch. "Take me into yourself. Become my instrument upon the earth."

Her laugh rustled dryly through the stacks.

Harley considered for a moment, shrugged, and open his mouth. Hundreds of pearl-white milk teeth spun in concentric circles as he raised the book to his lips.

"Wait," said the Paper Witch. "Wait. That's too many teeth. You're not- I've changed my mind! Stop!"

Hard-wearing cloth and heavy-duty cardboard fell away in wet clumps, and the Paper Witch screamed and screamed and screamed.

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Ongoing Verse: Euclid

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Eerie, Indiana debuted on NBC on September 15, 1991, two weeks before my 11th birthday. Seven months and 19 episodes later (18 really. The 19th episode didn’t air until two years later on a different network) the show was gone. I remember watching the pilot episode when it aired, and the show has stuck with me since. I managed to love Eerie, Indiana even though I had no idea that its star Omri Katz was a sex symbol for legions of 12 year old girls in the 1990s thanks to Hocus Pocus. In fact, I didn’t even see Hocus Pocus until last Halloween, and this is when I found out about the Omri lust through a lot of thirsty Hocus Pocus tweets by women in their early 30s. Despite my Omri blind-spot I was a huge fan of the show. It was a show about myth and urban legend existing in our world. This subject matter became commonplace with a flood of teen supernatural shows (including Supernatural!) in the last 20 years and also went mainstream just a couple of years after Eerie’s cancellation with the debut of The X-Files. Myth and legend was one of my favorite things to learn about when I was a child, so this was right up my alley. It also has a bit of an Adventures of Pete and Pete feel to it, another show with two boys at the center of the weirdness.

Eerie, Indiana begins with “Foreverware,” one of the series’ most memorable episodes. This is a very tightly plotted pilot. The intro, which I quoted above, gives the viewer the premise of the show, and in the first scene Marshall introduces his family. Within the first two minutes of the show the viewer already knows what it’s about and has met all of the main characters except for one. Most pilots spend nearly all of the allotted episode time establishing this. Since this show used its time so economically it has the rest of the time to tell a story. The plot of “Foreverware” is simple: Marshall’s mom is pitched on a Tupperware like product by a woman dressed like Jackie Onassis, who has twin sons who are also dressed as if they stepped out of the past. When Mrs. Wilson and her sons leave the Foreverware party one of the twins slips Marshall a piece of paper upon which is written “Yearbook 1964.” Marshall and his sidekick Simon, the last primary character to be introduced, decide to check out the 1964 school yearbook, and in it they find a picture of the twins looking exactly as they do now, in 1991. They exclaim that this would mean that the twins are in their 30s, and this is the point where I mention that 1991 was 27 years from 1964 but it’s 29 years from current day, and I’m going to climb into my grave right now.

Marshall and Simon discover that the reason the twins still look like children and their mom looks like Jackie O is that after Mrs. Wilson’s husband, the creator of Foreverware, died in 1964 she started sealing them and her up in giant sized Tupperware containers at night, preserving them in that state. The issue of how they breathe in airtight containers isn’t covered, nor is the rest of the science behind this and honestly it’s better just to move on. Marshall sneaks in one night and breaks open the seal for the twins, who then do the same to their mother’s container. The next morning Marshall sees two adult men who look very much like the twins putting up a for sale sign outside the house, and their now elderly mother leans out the window and calls to them.

While re-watching “Foreverware” for the article I noticed that the episode has no B or C plot. This isn’t something that would have occurred to me as a child but it really stood out here. Marshall and Simon learning the secret of the Wilson twins and helping them is the entire plot, and any ancillary characters exist to push that plot forward. It works well given that this is a show for children, since it only requires them to focus on one story. When I mentioned this to my wife she responded that most children’s shows only have an A plot, and if this is the case I’m amazed that I never noticed before. The tight plotting no doubt benefits from Joe Dante directing this and four other episodes. Dante, who Greg Orme covered when he reviewed Gremlins, was a creative consultant on the show. Dante’s involvement most likely helped make Eerie, Indiana more than just a children’s show and contributes to the well crafted weirdness of the show.

If you like Foreverware stick with the series for Elvis later on.

Even though Eerie, Indiana came and went the show did develop a bit of a legacy later in the 1990s, when airings on Fox Kids drew enough interest to warrant a spinoff, Eerie, Indiana: The Other Dimension. At this time a book series was also launched and 17 titles were released. I have We Wish You An Eerie Christmas at home. I bought it on a whim last year and I’m pretty sure I haven’t actually read it.

Given that a spinoff series and book series exists some readers may not see Eerie, Indiana as a forgotten show, but I think it qualifies because it isn’t discussed unless somebody mentions it. “Oh yeah, I remember _____” is the very definition of forgotten. Whether you’re just remembering it now, have never heard of it, or still carry a torch for Omri Katz I recommend checking out the series, all of which is available on Amazon Prime. The spinoff is also on there but I haven’t seen it.
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He noticed the blood before he felt the pain, deep red seeping into the yellow-white page open before him.

Marshall hissed and snatched his hand back, the paper cut leaving a trail of crimson droplets across his notepad, backpack and the surface of the long wooden table he'd been sitting at.

He raised his stinging index finger to his mouth, then, remembering all the things that frequented the Eerie Library, lowered it again.

In the warm glow cast by the reading lamp, he watched the ruddy splotches being absorbed into the tatty paperback, and heard the book sigh in satisfaction.


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I've no new crafts of my own to share this year, so instead, I thought I'd spotlight some of the awesome craftworks the talented people in this fandom have created.

Here's a trio of Eerie Indiana-themed bookstacks by HelloCrumpet:

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It's National Book Lovers Day, so how about some fanworks themed around the Eerie Library, the spinner rack of faded romance novels at the World o' Stuff, or that rarest and most difficult to obtain even through inter-library loan, the Sorcerers Bible?
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It's Tuesday, so today you get a choice between two prompts. Pick one, combine both, pit them against each other - on Tuesday, you choose!

This week, your options are:

Eerie Hospital versus Eerie Library
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Creepy Stories and Urban Legends from Indiana

Every state has its folklore and the Hoosier State is no different. Home to lots of rural land, there are plenty of creepy Indiana urban legends regarding very old buildings, deserted roads, and remote cemeteries. If you live in Indiana, or ever find yourself passing through, you may want to visit some of these locations. Who knows? You may catch a glimpse of Black Annie in Booneville or run into the Lady in Grey while stopping by Evansville's Willard Library.

Ghost stories from Indiana often encompass the state's history. The Battle of Tippecanoe has supposedly left its mark on Battle Ground, Indiana and the state's association with the Underground Railroad has resulted in some lingering spirits. If you're looking for something to do in Indiana, browse this list and pay some of these locations a visit.
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Whats up and welcome to Humans of Libraryland, the weblog collection the place you possibly can study concerning the individuals who work in your public library.

This can be a particular version of the collection to have fun the première of KCLS’s first ever podcast, which will function studying options, writer interviews, and far more. So let’s spend a while attending to know the hosts of The Desk Set, Emily Calkins and Brittany Barrett from On-line Library Providers on the Service Middle!


HoL: What podcasts do you take heed to?

BB: I take heed to Name Your Girlfriend each week for a enjoyable, feminist tackle politics and popular culture. I’m additionally an enormous fan of 99% Invisible, which focuses on design and the constructed surroundings. As a social media supervisor, I actually respect Reply All, a present that describes itself as a “podcast about the internet.” There’s one thing very interesting about serialized fiction like Tanis and The Black Tapes too, particularly as somebody who grew up loving The X Files and Eerie, Indiana.
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The planned screening in Manchester might not be happening, but since I'm here anyway I thought you might enjoy a look at my Meetup Jacket (tm):

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Eerie, Indiana bookstack brooches by HelloCrumpet. Better Weird Than Dead blackboard by Sugar and Vice. Eerie, Indiana/Z Nation crossover by SoozysCraftorim. El Gordo/conjoined piglets pin by DemonicPinfestation. World o' Stuff and POP16661 sign by MattRyanTobin. Eerie, Indiana pin by SuperYakiStuff. Husky brooch by AcrylicAsylum.
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It's National Book Lovers Day, so how about some fanworks themed around the Eerie Library, the spinner rack of faded romance novels at the World o' Stuff, or that rarest and most difficult to obtain even through inter-library loan, the Sorcerers Bible?
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When the mobile library stopped visiting, it was a blow for the villagers of Westbury-sub-Mendip. And when they found out they could lose their beloved red phone box, there was something of an outcry.

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Happily a bright spark in the Somerset village (population 800) hatched a clever plan to tackle both difficulties. Why not buy the phone box and use it to set up a mini-library?

Today, the small but perfectly formed Westbury book box was doing a brisk trade. Adults were bringing in thrillers, romances and true-crime books, leaving them on the four wooden shelves and choosing another to take home. Young book fans were hunting around in the children's section – a big red box on the floor – for Roald Dahl and Horrid Henry favourites.

Parish councillor Bob Dolby, who cleans and polishes the phone box/library with his wife, Lyn, beamed with pride. "It has really taken off," he said. "Turnover is rapid and there's a good range of books, everything from reference books to biographies and blockbusters."

The scheme was the brainchild of resident Janet Fisher, who lives opposite the phone box. She floated the idea at a village tea party in August and the concept was accepted on the spot.

So the parish council bought the box, a Giles Gilbert Scott K6 design, for £1, and Dolby screwed the four shelves into place. A local business donated a sign and a wag added a "Silence please" notice. Residents donated books to get the project going and it became an instant hit, all for an outlay of just £30.

Fisher popped across the road today to swap an Ian Rankin novel. She was hoping to pick up a Michael Connelly book – "Some of the girls said there was one here" – but it had gone. She rejected the book on the life of Fred West and plumped for another American detective novel.

Fisher's neighbour, Angela Buchanan, strolled over to see what was new. She picked up a Penelope Lively the other day. Nobody has yet been tempted by the audio book she left of Laurence Olivier reading Charles Dickens. "It's such a brilliant idea. Our nearest library is Wells, four miles away, so if you don't want to go into the town but have run out of something to read, it's great you can use this. All sorts of interesting books turn up – manuals, picture books, good literary novels."

And unlike the library in Wells, the phone box library is open 365 days a year, 24 hours a day – and is lit at night. There is a regular check on it to see if some titles are not moving. These are then shipped on to a charity shop to keep the phone box collection fresh.

BT has received 770 applications for communities to "adopt a kiosk". So far 350 boxes have been handed to parish councils. Ideas for their afterlife have included a shower, art installations, even a toilet. Dolby said he was just pleased that a piece of street architecture in Westbury had been put to good use. "It's very pleasing that the phone box has been saved but is also being used to provide a service for the village."
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I bet there are so many Tobey Maguire faces trapped between the pages of those books.

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