I love autumn. I love Halloween. I love spooky stuff. Most of all, I love horror. Horror movies are easily my most watched genre so I figured committing myself to an October of horror reading would be a fun easy theme to stick to. Sigh, I was wrong. I don’t actually read a lot of horror on the regular. I never find it scary. There’s something that doesn’t quite translate with a scary book. The pacing is too slow and there is no ominous music putting you on edge right before something jumps out and startles you. Books can be creepy, gross, and disturbing but I rarely find them scary.
You can get a little closer with graphic novels and comics. The grotesque images help find that horror feeling. But it’s still lacking the other components that come with watching a horror movie in the dark. Of course, maybe I’m just desensitized as I would say I rarely find movies scary anymore either.
So why did I commit to a full month of reading nothing but horror?! Well, peer pressure probably. But mainly because I didn’t think that pigeon holing myself into my favorite genre would become a chore. These are all books that I would have gotten to eventually anyway, just all crammed into one month instead of spread out over a couple of years. The thing is that every time I eyed a non horror book that I want to pick up it felt like I was cheating. I prefer to pick my next book right before I read it, not have a list of homework to complete before the deadline of Halloween. I love horror but I miss my Marvel comics and am excited to return to some more comforting images of Daredevil swinging through Hell’s Kitchen soon.
Thank you all for going on the Spooktober journey with me. I have two books left and will be doing a full rundown soon. Horror will not be completely abandoned in the future but I will be spacing it out more.
Comment below with a book that actually truly scared you. I’d love to find one!