My husband and I are going on a week-long anniversary adventure up the East Coast. We’re visiting Eastern State Penitentiary (supposedly haunted and probably sad), Atlantic City (if ghosts were real, definitely haunted because of all them gangsters, see?), and the Lizzie Borden House (we’re staying the night! I’m so excited!! I don’t care if it’s not really haunted, some spooky stuff really happened here!)
Calm down, Sara. This isn’t a Haunted Mansion blog anymore.
When we told family we were staying in the Lizzie Borden house, the reaction was “You’re STAYING there?!” Mwahaha. 😈 I think she definitely killed her parents, but she had her reasons. (That doesn’t mean it’s okay, but life was hard for young, single women back then, so I also can’t say I blame her.)
In case you can’t tell, this trip will help me write an upcoming novel… in the future. I’ve got three books in the pipeline now.
I’ll have lots of fun stuff to report back next time!
Unless a ghost gets me, à la The Haunting of Hill House.
