![]() ![]() ![]() ![]() She lives alone in the middle of the woods and has no visitors. She cared for her family dutifully before they all died. Its a great open and gives the protagonist immediate dimension: She’s okay with being complicit in these murders in order to remain undisturbed. We’re quickly introduced to a mysterious pile of rheumy bodies in the woods and a woman who doesn’t seem to think twice about hiding them. Emily Carroll’s Out of Skin is one of my favorite stories of hers to date and it does exactly that. It especially works when the sublime is contained in the fragile carcass of a woman’s body or mind, a favored subject of deconstruction in the horror genre. Horror works when it upsets the boundary between life and death, the mundane and sublime. ![]()
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