Welcome to the Wattpad Block Party - Winter Edition III!
Round FIVE of this popular event is coming your way the entire month of February 2017 and it's going to be epic! The invites have started to roll out and everyone from your all time favo...
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They call me Finn and I think seals are the bomb, but my love of adorable, chubby aquatic life isn't the topic I'm here to talk about today. Maybe next time if you're lucky, huh?
I also love a good, old-fashioned, classic horror. I'm talking the kind of horror that suffocates under existential dread, inescapable depravity, the era's outmoded paradigms ... and certainly not set in a society where everybody has a smartphone or is within a stone's throw of a psychiatrist. I can't be the only one out there who enjoys this added character torment, can I? Surely not.
Horror is one heck of a broad genre. Different things keep different people awake at night, for one, but whatever obscure thing gives you the shivers (would you believe me if I told you I freak out at small holes?) chances are somebody has written a horror story about it.
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Now, I'm definitely one to appreciate well-written modern horror, especially if we're talking cyber horror and body horror, but what really got me into reading and writing the genre was the oldies. You know, back when you couldn't just camp out the zombie apocalypse in a mall, and battery-powered torches didn't exist for when the Bad Man™ cut the power lines to your house. And there was certainly no Google (or Bing if you're over 40) to look up which demon, out of countless kinds throughout scripture, is haunting your creepy, knife-wielding child.
