Hello, fellow horror fans! I'm a dark Romantasy writer who loves adding horror elements to my stories. I enjoy creating dark and twisted scenarios, monsters, and villains that challenge my characters and readers. Horror is a great genre for exploring themes of fear, courage, survival, and morality.
But there's a funny thing about me writing horror: I end up spooking myself sometimes. Yes, you read that right. I scare myself with my own imagination. Sometimes, I get goosebumps, shivers, or nightmares when writing a particularly creepy scene. I must remind myself that it's all fiction and that I control the story.
You might think that's weird since I love reading, writing, and watching horror. I can handle all kinds of horror media, from books to movies to games. I enjoy the thrill, suspense, adrenaline, and catharsis that horror provides. I appreciate the creativity, craftsmanship, and diversity of horror stories.
But there's one thing I can't handle: Halloween decor and spook houses. I know, I know, it sounds silly. But I just can't stand the sight of fake blood, severed limbs, skeletons, zombies, clowns, and other spooky stuff. They make me feel uneasy, nauseous, and anxious. I don't like jump scares, loud noises, or being chased. I avoid haunted houses, corn mazes, and hayrides like the plague.
I don't know why I have this paradoxical reaction to horror. It could be because I have a vivid imagination and a sensitive nervous system. It could be because I prefer horror, which is more psychological, atmospheric, and subtle. It could be because I know that absolute horror exists in the world and that some people suffer daily.
Whatever the reason, I'm not ashamed of it. I embrace my love for horror and my fear of Halloween. It makes me a better writer and a more empathetic person.
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