What scares me

Posted by on Sep 21, 2017 | 0 comments

As a horror fan and writer of horror, I’m often trying to drill into what could scare my readers. But the deep, dark secret of writing horror is tapping into what scares ME and then writing about it, and maybe, if I’ve done my job well, what scares me will resonate with readers.

On Tuesday, a 7.1 earthquake hit Mexico City. I’m all the way up in Edmonton, Canada, and if you know your geography, you know there’s no way in hell, I felt it the tremors. But I did feel absolute terror for about 24 hours because my dad was in Mexico City that very day on a business trip.

I had no idea where he was or how to reach him, or if he was safe, and as the body count went up as city officials surveyed the destruction, I feared my dad was among them.

For almost a day, I puttered in my anxiety wondering if he was okay. Thousands of miles away, countries apart, and seven months pregnant, I’ve never felt more helpless. How could I help my dad when I didn’t know where to start?
I could tell you stories about waking up in the night and hearing creaky sounds, or thinking I’ve heard voices outside my window. I could tell you about being alone in the house with my imagination (my best friend and worst enemy). I could paint you pictures of gory and twisted scenarios sure to scare the average person. But the scariest thing for me is losing a loved one and not being able to do a damn thing.

Once I’m able to tap into that fear, I’ll become a much stronger horror writer.

And in case you’re wondering, my dad is just fine, and he’s going to get the biggest hug when he gets home.

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