Halloween Haunts: Exorcism for Fun and Profit by Loren Rhoads
I read The Exorcist early in high school. My mom was a school librarian and didn’t place any limits on what I read, figuring that if it was too mature for me, I just wouldn’t understand it.
She limited what I could watch, though. I wasn’t allowed to see The Exorcist in the theater, but I could read the novel. Long after everyone I knew was terrified – or claimed they were terrified – by the movie, I checked the novel out of the public library.
The part that struck me more than anything else was Blatty’s introduction, in which …