On writing horror.

Sunday Mum and I went to Scardiff, a new horror convention in Cardiff. And it was excellent. People dressed up and there were all sorts of things to buy, handmade jewellery, dragons, dolls, zombie bears, and, of course, lots of authors selling their wares. I got talking to one, who I had met the day before at Bristol Con, and hopefully will be selling books with her at conventions to come. And one of the things I hope to have done, and be selling, is my horror short story collection, inspired by the greek myths.

But I have never written horror before. Dark fantasy, yes. But not horror horror. Horror is different from fantasy, because it is set in this world, and that is what I think makes it harder. Fantasyh is other world, a world of magic, so demons, dragons, zombies, ghosts, they can all exist because reality as we know it is already suspended. But horror is in this world and it is the supernatural, the other world, co exisiting with the one that we know. And that’s what makes it difficult. Getting my own brain to let go of the idea that zombies are silly, that witches can’t really raise the dead, that ghosts aren’t real, and believing that, for a while, they can be, because if I can believe it, I cna hopefully ghet the reader to believe it too.

ANd that’s before I even tackle mood, descriptions of the creatures, setting, characters, and all the rest of it.

But today is Halloween, a day of ghosts and monsters, so in that spirit I say sod it. Sod reality. Sod my over obsessive brain. I shall just do it and see what happens.

First, Orpheus, the singer torn apart by followers of Dionysyus.

And then, Medea.

And then, who knows! :)

Happy Halloween :)

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