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(1) To you, my blood is ink I let you write my story Of pure pain To you, my eyes are blind I have not experienced enough You pluck them out To you, my bones are broken I’m too weak to survive White crushed powder You destroy me Fragment me into pieces That will make... Continue Reading →
Dear, gothic gigglers, here is the man who gave birth to the Gothic genre! The creator Horace Walpole, born in London, was the youngest son of British Prime Minister Walpole and his wife Catherine. He went to King’s College in Cambridge but decided to leave in 1738 without a degree. He was interested in politics... Continue Reading →
Gothic novels encompass the emotional response, hence the psychological drive from its various characters during their moments of exposure to traumas and the so-called “dark world”. The eligibility of Gothic literature comes from the character’s confusion towards his or her own world context. As the Gothic author plunges his reader in an aesthetic fiction, he... Continue Reading →
This blog is a project for our Gothic Literature class at Cegep St. Lawrence. There are three of us: Arianne Boudreault, Miranda Liang & Natalia Medina. It is with joy and excitement that we welcome you, our Great Gothic Gigglers.
You might be surprised to hear that vampires, werewolves, ghosts and zombies are not the only kind of monsters out there (?). Every culture and country around the world has its own legends and folklore full of unique monsters that are just waiting for you to acknowledge them to scare the wits out of you.... Continue Reading →
Oddly enough, Addams Family Values (1993), a movie following a family with a unique and twisted lifestyle, is my favourite Christmas movie and, every year, I can count on Ciné Cadeau to broadcast it during the holidays. What makes a movie with such dark themes and macabre characters so enjoyable and holiday-appropriate you might ask?... Continue Reading →
I told you so… The damned warning rings in your ears. You are running down a long, endless, dark corridor, the ceiling barely high enough for you to stand up straight. The walls are smooth from old age and erosion, as is the floor. Your beating footsteps echo infinitely. You can see a bleak light... Continue Reading →
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