3 Replies to “The Running Nightmare Zone: True stories to give you chills”
How funny you should ask…
I was in San Diego, and went for a run at 430am. (jet lag). The hotel clerk told me of a trail that went from our hotel to the beach. I ran to look for the trailhead, and a man with dobermans told me where it was, but that “I might need some dogs because it may not be safe.” He sort of laughed,and then said I’d be fine. It was secluded, pitch dark so that I could not tell where my feet were landing, and there were bodies laying all along the trail. It was bascially a homeless camp. Some stirred as I ran by. It was quite chilling, but worth it. The trail let out to a wonderful beach and crashing waves.
All of it inspired me to write my last novel “On the Lips of Children” about a runner who goes for a shake out run the day before the San Diego marathon but gets taken hostage.
holy smokes!!! so my line of thought in reading this 1) “line of bodies” i thought u were going to tangent into some zombie story and then come to find out you were telling me a creative story in my comment! 2) i caught on that u were, indeed, being serious 3) SOO pumped u turned that into an actual novel…cuzzz, like i said i thought u were going to do that in the first place! i’ll have to check it out?? are u selling it yet/is it released??
Yikes! Glad s/he was still able to get her run in! I am always scared that our power will go out when I’m on the treadmill and I’ll go flying when it abruptly shuts off. The last scary thing that happened to me on a run was having a loose pit bull materialize out of nowhere and chase me down the road while barking and growling. I didn’t get bitten, but the dog did jump up and put its front paws on my back as I tried to get away.
How funny you should ask…
I was in San Diego, and went for a run at 430am. (jet lag). The hotel clerk told me of a trail that went from our hotel to the beach. I ran to look for the trailhead, and a man with dobermans told me where it was, but that “I might need some dogs because it may not be safe.” He sort of laughed,and then said I’d be fine. It was secluded, pitch dark so that I could not tell where my feet were landing, and there were bodies laying all along the trail. It was bascially a homeless camp. Some stirred as I ran by. It was quite chilling, but worth it. The trail let out to a wonderful beach and crashing waves.
All of it inspired me to write my last novel “On the Lips of Children” about a runner who goes for a shake out run the day before the San Diego marathon but gets taken hostage.
holy smokes!!! so my line of thought in reading this 1) “line of bodies” i thought u were going to tangent into some zombie story and then come to find out you were telling me a creative story in my comment! 2) i caught on that u were, indeed, being serious 3) SOO pumped u turned that into an actual novel…cuzzz, like i said i thought u were going to do that in the first place! i’ll have to check it out?? are u selling it yet/is it released??
Yikes! Glad s/he was still able to get her run in! I am always scared that our power will go out when I’m on the treadmill and I’ll go flying when it abruptly shuts off. The last scary thing that happened to me on a run was having a loose pit bull materialize out of nowhere and chase me down the road while barking and growling. I didn’t get bitten, but the dog did jump up and put its front paws on my back as I tried to get away.