In the spirit of this week’s Macabre Monday, I’ve been trying to get to the bottom of what terrifies me most, and hopefully find a way to translate that into my writing.
Unfortunately, the horror that came in at number one for me were the night terrors I used to have as a kid. These were largely abstract terror— a sense of eternity, but no visual physical horrors to lock into.
I’m wondering if anyone else had either come up with a successful means to express this phenomenon or knows of examples in literature or film that they could share.
Any input would be much appreciated.
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Apr 8