I don't read non-fiction. Going through my Goodreads list finds precious few. (Half of those were required "positive thinking" reading by my boss...Excuse me while I hurl.) If I'm going to choose a non-fiction, it has to be something that invokes my curiosity and that thing is usually something morbid, like Ebola, or death, or graveyards. 😸

When I was a child, I loved to read books about all the spooky things. One book that has stuck with me throughout the years is "Alone With the Devil: Famous Cases of a Courtroom Psychiatrist".
It was published in 1989.

I was 11.

My mom told me much later in life that she used to be slightly worried because I had such a strong interest in all things grim and gruesome. I'm almost 40 now, but nothing's really changed.
I still love all the ghastly things, but why?

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