Review: More Spooky Texas Tales

This post is part book review and part personal horror story. Enjoy!  🙂

More Spooky Texas Tales

More Spooky Texas Tales by Tim Tingle

More Spooky Texas Tales includes modern versions of stories about such creatures as the chupacabra and “Skinwalker.” It wasn’t my favorite collection of horror stories, but it did have a few gems here and there. One memorable line came from “Screaming Banshee Cattle of the Night Swamp.”

In this story, a little boy and his dad are driving across east Texas at night, and the father has just told the son the tale of the screaming banshee cattle of the night swamp, those monstrous cows that look just like the rest of the herd until nightfall when they reveal their long sharp teeth, let out piercing screams and pounce upon human victims. The boy, who only half believes the story, falls asleep in the car.

When he wakes, it is dark and his dad is pulling into a lonely-looking diner. Father tells son to stay in the truck while he gets them some food for the road. But not long after the boy is left alone, the night becomes frightening. The wind picks up, the moon disappears behind the clouds, a storm rolls in, and he begins to hear a high-pitched screaming sound. Terrified, he looks toward the restaurant for signs of his father and sees him, sitting at the counter, laughing and joking with the cook. The author writes, “In the diner, life appeared normal.”

Such a simple statement, yet it holds so much meaning for me.

One of my earliest memories is of a recurring nightmare I had when I was around four years old. In the dream, I am playing in an old red rocking chair in the back room of our house, climbing around on it and hanging upside down in it so that my feet point to the ceiling and my head dangles toward the floor. Just a few yards away to my left, my mom and grandmother sit at the kitchen table, shelling peas into a metal pan and talking quietly. To my right, I can see my pappy walking down the back porch, heading to the door to come inside. The scene is normal, peaceful, right.

Then, in an instant, everything changes. No longer is it my beloved pappy coming to the back door. It is the thing—the monster, the creature, the phantom—and it is coming in to get me. Suddenly, I can’t move; I am trapped, upside down, in the rocker. Suddenly, I can’t speak; I try to call for help, but my voice is gone. The nightmare advances in slow motion. Me, trying desperately to move, to speak, to run… the thing getting closer and closer to the door, reaching for the doorknob, the doorknob turning… the panic growing inside me until I awake, drenched in fear.

The only thing about the dream that remains constant, is the scene in the kitchen. Throughout my turmoil, my mom and grandmother continue shelling peas for dinner, utterly oblivious to my horror, and completely safe from it. In other words, In the kitchen, life appeared normal.

Sometimes, when you feel creeped out, whether justifiably or not, you find comfort in being around others, in joining a group that knows nothing of your turmoil and carries on as usual. There is the idea of “safety in numbers” and the feeling that nothing bad can happen to you if you’re surrounded by friends. But other times… there is no amount of camaraderie that can protect you, no crowd that you can blend into to feel safe. In times like these, the terror has targeted you specifically, and there is no way for others to rescue you because they can’t even perceive your danger. And those are most horrifying experiences of all.

I am grateful to “Screaming Banshee Cattle of the Night Swamp” and More Spooky Texas Tales for reminding me of this.

Published by Carie Juettner

Carie Juettner is a former middle school teacher and the author of The Ghostly Tales of New England, The Ghostly Tales of Austin, and The Ghostly Tales of Burlington in the Spooky America series by Arcadia Publishing. Her poems and short stories have appeared in publications such as The Twin Bill, Nature Futures, and Daily Science Fiction. Carie lives in Richardson, Texas, with her husband and pets. She was born on Halloween, and her favorite color is purple.

2 thoughts on “Review: More Spooky Texas Tales

  1. Loved this review/personal horror story combination post! That line is so universal! I know I’ve had a few of my own dreams and moments of vividly awake horror that this applied to.

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