A cozy living room decorated for the holidays, but with a spooky twist. In the foreground, a rocking horse has been transformed into a full skeleton figure with a grinning skull and bony ribs. On the mantel above the fireplace hang Halloween-themed stockings in black and purple, decorated with a jack-o’-lantern and crescent moon designs. A Christmas tree twinkles in the background, blending festive gold ornaments and lights with the eerie Halloween touches.

the horrors…

I love horror movies. I mean, not every horror movie. Some of them are just… well, horrible.

Yes, that pun was intended. No, I’m not even a little bit sorry.

Because we’re about to enter the land that many choose to actively avoid—the land of horror movies.

Not gonna lie: as I typed that last sentence, my whole body changed. I sat up straighter, the corners of my lips turned up, and I could feel the sparkle flicker in my eyes. It’s September, which means it’s time for me to start watching every horror movie I can get my fidgety little hands on.

It’s tradition now: two full months of horror, September through October. At first, I framed it as a way to cut back on horror the rest of the year. (That didn’t work. At all.) But at least it gave me somewhere to funnel the obsession. Over the next six weeks I’ll plow through at least fifty movies—taking notes, jotting stray thoughts, and then, at the end, sitting down with Rick so we can each rank them with our highly serious, deeply scientific tiered ranking system.

And yes, I’m exactly as thrilled about this as I sound. This is my season. The only advantage Christmas holds over spooky season is stockings. I’m unreasonably devoted to them—I actually started shopping for my daughter’s stocking back in April. Which now has me wondering: why don’t I have a Halloween stocking? If I hung one up, would my loved ones fill it with a tiny tarot deck, a vial of moon water, smoky quartz, a candle that smells like the forest at night… maybe even a charm or two? Or perhaps something magical for the Labubu? That feels infinitely better than candy corn. A test worth running.

But back on track: horror movies.

This post is mostly a prelude. A “let me tell you what I’m about to tell you”, because I am buzzing with anticipation. But I also want to hear from you:

What horror movies do you love?
Do you have a go-to genre, a cult favorite, a villain you secretly root for?
Is there a hidden gem you think I need to add to my lineup this year?

And while we’re at it—Halloween stockings. Are we starting this revolution? Should we make it a thing? Tell me what you’d want in yours (or what you think belongs in mine). Let’s build the ultimate spooky season together. Stockings included.

Drop your recommendations in the comments… please. And I’ll drop lists of horror movies on my list already…

One thought on “the horrors…

  1. Elena Dosil says:
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    Yesterday I was thinking that I should watch B horror movies again. It was something I liked when I was younger. Pure horror is sometimes too much for me (although I still like it in literature), but B movies have constant reminders that what We’re watching is fake, and they make me laugh out hard. I like Peter Jackson in his beginnings.

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