The literature of horror is mostly a mish-mash of monsters, murderers and maniacs. The terror is external, lurking behind a dark corner, in a cemetery, or inside a gloomy castle. The essence of this terror is the encounter with the other, and the less well-defined this otherness, the greater the fright. H.P. Lovecraft (who feared the other as part of a …
Keep reading with a 7-day free trial
Subscribe to The Honest Broker to keep reading this post and get 7 days of free access to the full post archives.