In which I lead you on a convoluted tour through my not-very-impressive Stephen King collection (which is still big enough that I don’t dare to try holding them all on my lap, tempting through it is.
There’s a lot of rambling about my old horror reading habits (quite intensive as a teenager and through my 20s), as well as a detour into that time I scared myself so badly reading It that I ended up running across a Tongan island in the middle of the night. You’ll have to watch the video to find out more about that one 😉
I do find that my reading habits have changed a lot over the years. As a teenager I loved not just horror, but gory horror. Give me disembowelments and beheadings and rats devouring humanity! Bring it on! But as I’ve got older the appeal’s just not there any more. Maybe all the horrible stuff you hear on the news constantly means that I can get more than enough violence in everyday life. I do still enjoy a good horror, but it needs to be creepy, more suggestion that description. Things in the walls, creatures half-glimpsed from the corner of your eye then gone again. Those I still love.
And Stephen King, while definitely master of the gross-out, is also wonderfully adept at stories, characters, and slow-building dread. He’s still a favourite, after all these years and changing tastes.
How about you, lovely people? Do you read horror, or did you previously? How have you found your tastes have changed over the years? Are you a King fan? What’s your favourite? Let me now below!