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@invisible-woe
A side blog for the undead and the uncanny. I'm passionate about Gothic literature, goth music, alternative culture and anything strange and unsettling. @hyperfixating-on-literature is also me, with a slightly different focus and a lot less frequented by yours truly.
You may call me Marc.
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Poor Lucy. If only you knew.
Originally tried this in my normal style but her nose wouldnât work so I pulled from my classes last year and tried some semi realistic stuff.
âI do not fear death. I had been dead for billions and billions of years before I was born, and had not suffered the slightest inconvenience from it.â
â Mark Twain
found this in my drafts
Rondel of the Dying Roses (Rondelul rozelor ce mor)
by Romanian poet Alexandru Macedonski
Itâs time for roses now to die. They die in gardens, die in me â So full of life they were, you see, But now they go without a sigh. A shudder climbs into the sky. Deep sorrow reaches every plea. Itâs time for roses now to die â They die in gardens, die in me. Beneath the eveningâs mournful cry Chaotic sobs rise in a spree, Deep through the night that is to be Their heads in tender peace they lie... â Itâs time for roses now to die.
(The translator as far as i know is Daniel Ionita.)
i really do think that "let me in" is the most potently horrifying phrase ever conceived of. just let me in. that's all you have to do. just invite me inside. show me kindness. trust me. all you have to do is say yes. all you have to do is open the door. the rest is up to me. but you can trust me. have faith. you wouldn't leave me out here. you wouldn't turn away. not you. you aren't cruel. you're a good person. i can see that. i need your help. that's why i'm asking this of you. just let me in. let me in. let me in let me in letmeinletmeinletmein LET ME IN
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oh man i can't wait to get retired so i'll have the time to get into taxidermy, oreos, and complaining about the damn vampires in my neighbourhood
I positively adore how both Mina and Jonathan think of each other in their journal/letters. Distance may separate them, but they are always on each otherâs minds. A recipe for her, practice for him. To be of use to the other. To capture what the other isnât experiencing. A point of connection for the two who are so far apart. A way of saying that the world is beautiful and fascinating and I want to share it with you
Renfield is bugging me.
my brother trying to insult goth music is so funny because he will go like "it sounds like they're playing in a cave" and i'll go "right isn't that amazing" and "then a guy screeches??" and i'll say "yes" and then he'll say "i kinda like the bass tho"
Iâm not embarrassed to say the woman falling to her knees begging Jonathan not to go to Castle Dracula often makes me tear up. Just the desperation of it. And for a complete stranger.
I know I cannot convince you of the horrors you will encounter but I will still plead for your safety. Evil is evil no matter if you were born in the east or west. I beg you because we are both human. Because if my son were about to ride off to a monster, Iâd hope someone would try their best to save him, as well. Wait a day. Or two. Enough time to change your mind. If not, take the rosary. I have to do something.
Duty keeps the young Jonathan moving toward his own demise. A job to do. A business trip. That is all. Silly superstitions. Such peculiar people. Take the rosary. I must get going.
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I started reading a little book of queer horror stories because I liked the title, Lupus in Fabula. I read a bit of the first one - uncomfortable, miserable, dark without being clichĂŠ or edgy - and it sucked me in right away. I read the second in a single breath, on the bus, when I realize that it reimagined the story of R.M. Renfield. And I continued the next one in the street and read my way into my home and ate with my plate clutched close to me so it wouldn't be too hard to turn the pages. I've never heard of this author: Briar Ripley Page. Their style reminds me of Angela Carter, but it's so, so modern, and so effective at gripping and keeping my attention. I'm thinking fans of Mariana Enriquez will love this. I'm thinking fans of fucked up books in general will.
once again asking creators of adaptations and retellings of dracula: did you like that book? did you read it and like it? what are we doing here?
i have a friend who likes calling people "evil gays" but what about them:
if you consider yourself even remotely spooky and haven't yet listened to Witchcraft Destroys Minds & Reaps Souls, this is your chance to:
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it's been a while since i've read Olalla but i think a very interesting contrast can be found between her, who rejects her family's vampirism and savagery despite her inability to escape it and saves the man she loves by pushing him far away from her, and Carmilla, who seems to be more or less the sole survivor of her kin and who indulges in all sorts of affairs that end in the consumption of her lovers. Vampirism runs in the family but Olalla doesn't exhibit its traits: she is nurturing, restrained, honest, self-sacrificing. while Carmilla is almost hedonistic in the way she builds these complex schemes, making up new identities each time and essentially playing with her food, deceiving it, loving it, devouring it little by little. love that can save and love that can doom, the martyr and the predator.
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current fantasy: just me, a quiet night and the ridiculous pile of black and white horror films i've been meaning to watch for years
interesting how we all think that frankenstein's creature had super big, visible stitches when it's said in the novel that he had skin so stretched out his muscle structure and veins were popping out underneath, so it's not impossible that victor actually pulled that poor boy's stitches so tight they were technically invisible up until the point he started to move and then they teared his skin apart in a gruesome matter
