The tradition of telling ghost stories around an open fire is long since past (I’m sounding like a god blessed carol here), mainly because we don’t scare as easily anymore and we can’t sit by our relatives that long without needing a break. The Woman in Black starts out with our narrator and his family during Christmas Eve. While his family is retelling spectral tales, he is chilled by the memory of his own ghostly encounter, one he refuses to say but decides to write down for reading after his death. Contrary to the setting and style, this wasn’t written a hundred years ago, but believe me when I say it takes you there. And yes! It is chilling in its own right, never minding that problematic but fun film adaption. I highly recommend it to my fellow spectral seekers and fans of British lit. (4/25).