They call me Finn and I love a good, old, classic horror. I mean literally old and especially classic. I can't be the only one out there, right?
Horror is one heck of a genre. I love it and breathe it. Different things frighten different people, for one, but the chances are that whatever obscure thing gives you shivers (would you believe me if I told you I'm scared of woodlice?) somebody has written a story that will chill the hairs on your neck, even if its focus didn't frighten you beforehand.
Now, I can definitely be one of the first to appreciate an amazing modern-day horror (there are some truly gripping and gruesome tales available from authors all over Wattpad), but what really drew me into writing and reading the genre are the oldies. Back when there were no malls to camp in and wait out the apocalypse, no battery-powered torches when the Bad Man™ cut the power lines to the house, and no Google (or Bing if you're over 40) to look up what the hell is haunting your house.
I want darkness and depravity back. I want isolation and uncertainty. I yearn for twisted, complicated characters and everything else that period fiction lends to the genre. For me, this is why horror is my calling.
So, my personal goal of hosting #FrightFest2016 was to take you a step back in time and relaunch the style of classic horror. I started this off in 1888, (about the time of Conan Doyle's 'Study in Scarlet' and Oscar Wilde's 'The Picture of Dorian Gray') with The Sinister Fate of Joseph Redding.
"Classics are old fashioned," I hear some of you sigh, but don't be fooled by the century. I'm a modern-day writer living in 2016 -- I don't want to write about flower gardens, lace frocks and doilies just as much as you don't want to read them. I promise you you are in safe hands with Joseph.
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The Sinister Fate of Joseph ReddingParanormal
[Formerly Featured/Historical Horror] Masquerading as a gentlemanly bachelor living in Victorian England, Joseph Redding is a fraud amongst the living. After splitting from his partner in unspeakable, underground crimes, he must now pay the price fo...