NaNoWriMo starts today. For those who don’t know, that’s National Novel Writing Month. Starting November 1st, you just start writing. The idea is to have a finished novel of at least 50,000 words by the end of the month. I know one or two of you are going to give it a shot, and so am I. But I don’t know if any of us will be able to match the brilliance of this.
Edit: She’s writing a sequel! Here’s the first chapter.
What a beautiful place.
Okay, I know I usually only talk about Sweet Valley, but the Stanley Hotel was amazing and I thought you guys might be interested in knowing what I’ve been doing this week instead of updating the blog. Our room was sufficiently spooky, the creepy four-poster bed so tall there was a little set of wooden steps to get into it. Our room had a walk-in closet, which I’ve never seen in a hotel. There was a channel that played Kubrick’s The Shining on a loop.
Kevin the tour guide took this picture for me. It's at the top of the stairs leading to the bell tower.
If you are ever in Estes Park for any reason, you should definitely stop in and take the ghost tour. We learned a lot and our tour guide, Kevin, was hilarious. We liked him a lot, even though he thought the name of the bartender in The Shining was Grady (Grady was the previous caretaker, Lloyd was the bartender and I’m a dork). Anyway, here’s what we learned:
F. O. Stanley and his wife, Flora, lived in a mansion in Estes Park but it wasn’t large enough to accommodate all the guests they wanted to entertain. The hotel was built in 1909, and guests, all friends of the Stanleys, could come by invitation only. (There’s a Stanley Museum just down the road from the hotel and they told us this is completely untrue, it was a regular old hotel, but whatever. We believe in Kevin.) There’s a building separate from the main hotel. It’s called the Manor House, and this is where the bachelors stayed when they came to visit, since Flora didn’t think it was proper for them to stay in the same building with the married folk. The children stayed on the fourth floor with their nannies and pretty much didn’t see their parents for the duration of their visit, which usually lasted a whole summer.
Our tour didn’t take us to the Manor House, but we explored most of the main building and learned what kind of paranormal activity happens all around the hotel:
On the fourth floor, people hear children playing and running around, and children who stay there find their toys misplaced. The fourth floor is also home to Room 401, which was the nannies’ break room back in the day. Supposedly, this room is haunted by Lord Dunraven, a misogynistic jackass who used to own the land on which the Stanley was built. A woman who stays in that room might feel a hand on her leg or someone touching her hair.
Room 217
On the second floor, we stood in front of Room 217, which used to be the Presidential Suite. Room 217 is at the end of a hallway and the rooms on either side of it, 215 and 219, used to be part of it. This room is haunted by Elizabeth Wilson (my husband raised his hand to play Mrs. Wilson when Kevin asked for a volunteer during the ghost tour). Apparently, Mr. Stanley asked Mrs. Wilson to go light the candles in the room when the lights went out. The hotel used gas, and when Mrs. Wilson lit her match, the room blew up. For real. Mr. Stanley felt like crap about this. He paid all of Mrs. Wilson’s medical bills (yeah, she survived) and said he wanted her to keep working for him. She stayed and was given a raise every year she worked there, which she did until she died.
This is, of course, the room in which Stephen King and his wife stayed when they came to the Stanley. According to Kevin, Stephen and Tabitha showed up looking for a room on the last day of the season when everyone was going home. The manager gave them the keys and asked them to lock up when they left. After dinner, Tabitha went up to the room while Stephen went to the bar and had a few drinks. Then he went to the dining room and found a huge party going on. He tried to talk to the partiers, but nobody seemed able to see him. I’m not sure I believe that part. It was during SK’s coke period, after all. He could have seen all manner of strange things. Anyway, when he went up to the room, Tabitha thanked him for putting away the luggage, which he of course knew nothing about. At the time, SK had been trying to write a story about a family trapped in an amusement park. It wasn’t working out, but after his stay at the Stanley, he moved the whole thing to a haunted hotel and it became The Shining.
The MacGregor Room
The MacGregor dining hall is something else. This used to be where the Stanleys would feed their guests. It’s now used for wedding receptions and other events. This room used to be completely white, but when ABC came to film the miniseries version of The Shining, they wanted a darker, spookier look. The wood you see in the picture to the right isn’t actually wood. It’s white plaster airbrushed to look like wood. And now the Stanley has a deal with ABC: they’re not allowed to change the appearance of the hotel until “interest in The Shining dies down.” So basically never.
Our tour took us downstairs to the basement, where we learned that there really is no foundation for the hotel. It’s just sort of perched on the mountain rocks. Some people believe it’s the quartz in the mountain that brings out all the paranormal activity. This is now called the Stanley Effect.
The pet cemetery
That’s where our tour ended. The next day, my husband and I explored the rest of the property. In the main building, there’s a music room where Flora used to hang out with the women, and a billiard room where the men did manly things like smoke cigars and play billiards. The Stanley has its own concert hall, where Flora Stanley’s ghost is said to hang out. The Manor House, where the bachelors used to stay, isn’t very exciting, but Kevin the tour guide said he had an experience in one of the rooms there. If you walk to the left of the hotel a little way, you might find a little pet cemetery where some Stanley relatives have buried their pets. You’ll also find the new Presidential Suite, which appears to be sort of a duplex.
Bottom line: you should go there. If you’re ever in the neighborhood, you should just stop by for a while and look around. It’s a beautiful hotel with a really interesting history, and the Rocky Mountain National Park is five minutes away.
Third floor hallway
Flora's music room
The grand staircase
A Stanley Steamer car
I will not be updating next week because I will be at the beautiful Stanley Hotel in Estes Park, Colorado.
My boss is convinced I’m going to come back possessed, but I’m hoping I’ll come back with some awesome ghost-hunting stories.
There will be an update tomorrow, so be sure to check in for the recap of #111: Deadly Christmas.
Image courtesy of http://www.guardian.co.uk
I’m pretty late to this party, so I’m sure everyone has heard by now that Diablo Cody of Juno fame is in talks to write a screenplay based on the Sweet Valley High books. Not one to let slip by an opportunity to give my opinion on something, I thought I’d tell you all what I think about it.
It looks like there are two schools of thought on this. The first is that this is a terrible idea and that Diablo Cody will ruin our cherished memories of the worst book series ever. To that I say, “Are your memories of Sweet Valley High really that good?” A lot of people also seem to think Sweet Valley High has already had its day on the screen with the television series. And to that I say, “That show was horrible. Let’s try again.”
The second school of thought is that this is a great idea, so long as Cody doesn’t “honest to blog” it up. This is where I stand. I think if she keeps it snarky, doesn’t take the source material seriously (and let’s face it, how serious can you really take it?) and refrains from making the characters talk like the Gilmore Girls, it will be one of the funniest movies ever. Looking at her Twitter updates and the fact that she plans to set the movie in the eighties, I feel like we’re already on the same page here.
In conclusion, I really hope this comes to fruition. I will so be there on opening night.
I’m officially twitterpated.
I’ve set up a twitter account here. I’m not exactly sure what to do with it, but everyone is welcome to follow me while I figure it out!
Dear Patrick Swayze,
You could sing, you could dance and you could act. I grew up watching Dirty Dancing and wishing I had been cast as Baby (even though I was six when the movie came out). Best of all, you uttered my favorite line in movie history:
Nobody puts Baby in a corner.
I’m sad you’re gone, but I’m happy you’re no longer suffering.
Love, Shannon
Starting August 21:
But first we have to get through a couple crappy books about Steven. Sorry.
So, these are the top three searches that people use to reach my blog:
There are also searches for Leelee Sobieski porn and Leelee Sobieski nude. There are more searches for Leelee Sobieski than there are people who know she exists, at least that’s what I thought. I never knew Leelee was such a big deal. If I’d known how many disappointed Leelee fans I’d be creating, I probably wouldn’t have mentioned her that one time.
Some other searches:
Whoever searched for Angela Lansbury eyeglasses wins.
I’ve got to go on a bit of a hiatus. I’m having a lot of personal drama right now, so the twins are just going to have to take a backseat for a minute. Liz won’t mind. In fact, she’s offered to help me through my issues and be my best friend until it’s all over (and then forget I ever existed). Jessica, however, is pissed that there’s something in my life that’s more important than she is. I imagine she’ll get over it next time she goes to the beach and meets some gorgeous guy.
I won’t be gone long. I’m hoping to be back to regular posting in the next couple of weeks, so don’t wander too far away from Sweet Valley!
The Cover: So it’s not the best Photoshop job in the world, but I think it’s pretty funny.
My wonderful friend, Callie, made another cover for me:
Kate, that was a great idea you had.
I got bored and made this:
