Don't be scared of horror
Here how Roger Smith, writing as Max Wilde, opens the second chapter of his new Vile Blood:
"When the beam of Chief Deputy Sheriff Gene Martindale’s flashlight traced the loop of large intestine dangling like strange fruit from the cottonwood, he understood that he was dealing with something altogether darker than the usual procession of drunken wife beaters, scofflaws and minor drug offenders that filled his days."I'm pretty sure that any book with intestines dangling from trees is likely to be horror, but crime fans will be at home with that passage.
Another, later passage suggests a kinship with hard-boiled American crime writing of the 1950's and '60s:
"Back in those days, the late nineties, Holly had been a big boned blonde with the ass of a cheerleader and the tits of a Playboy centerfold. She and Drum had pleasured one another regularly, Tincup too occupied with his harem to care."So don't be scared of horror, crime fans. If Roger Smith and Jim Thompson* can write it, you can read it. But what about you, dear readers? Any thoughts on crime, horror, and the relationship between the two? Do you read horror as well as crime? How would you compare the appeal of the two genres?
* I challenge any crime fan to argue that the last section of The Getaway is not horror.
© Peter Rozovsky 2012