I live in Atlanta with a Shiba named Lawson. I wait tables and write stories I don't get paid for.
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October is a wonderful month for horror. Spookiness is in the air and Halloween brings out the creepy and crawly for a single night of debauchery and mayhem. I was asked recently, what is it about horror that fascinates me? I love the scary stuff. I love the feeling that it invokes. I love that horror is not restrained to a particular setting. It’s not just a single thing, but a plethora of things big and small that makes horror, whether on film or paper, enjoyable.
First, there is the fantasy of it. Werewolves, goblins, ghosts, zombies, there are so many variations on each that entire books can, and have, been written about them. And whether or not your vampires kill without mercy or sparkle in the sun, there is no wrong way to write them. (Though some would debate.) Harry Potter can be considered as much of a horror novel as it is a fantasy novel. There are werewolves, ghosts, and an abundance of murder to give Jason a run for his money.
Also, it’s the fear. We have all experienced fear. Some of us have experienced very real fear and others have only ever feared the monsters under the bed, but regardless, it is an emotion that all humans are familiar with and, therefore, can relate to.
Horror is a feeling, an essence. Even if someone doesn’t love the genre, it is still relatable.
As Kurtz said in Heart of Darkness, (it’s all about) The horror! The horror!
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