31 Days of Horror: Why We Love Horror
At the time of this post, I’m in the
process of gorging on horror movies. I wouldn’t be surprised if I’ve
watched well over one hundred flicks during this two-month stretch.
All to gather inspiration for my debut visual novel The Rave. While
writing horror is an experimental gig for an author who’s more
comfortable with urban fiction (hood books) and erotica, the genre is
something I’m intimately familiar with. I’m a red dead horror head.
In fact, a good 90 percent of the programming my wife and I watch
together falls in the horror category. Whether it’s feature-length
movies like IT or TV shows such as The Walking Dead, our ideal of
spending time together usually consists of soaking up viewing
material from this immensely popular and controversial genre.
So why do I love horror so much? Hmmm,
it’s to hard say really. A know-it therapist type might draw on my
violent past. I have, after all, shamefully committed some atrocities
that would rattle the most hardened of spectators. Or my morbid sense
of...