Today marks the end of Unofficial Stephen King month. I know I was supposed to write some fantastic essay on what SK meant to me, but I ran out of time. Well, would I run a whole month about the man if he hadn’t affected me somehow?
I was never much one for horror. But Lori, you run a horror magazine! Yes, I know, I said was. I didn’t care for the scary aspect of Halloween, I never cared for scary movies, I didn’t even care to go to Knott’s Scary Farm (the original Halloween amusement park in Southern California). As I have gotten older, I realize that horror fascinates me more than it used to. Moreover, I am fascinated by the psychological aspects of horror and what it represents. And the master of psychological horror has to be SK. His words wiggle themselves into you brain, and you end up scaring yourself.
We have so many great essays by different authors this month that I felt without writing out a whole bunch of words about him and his writing just seems redundant at this point. Instead, I want to hear from you.