PseudoPod 679: The Woman Out of the AtticAuthor:
Gwendolyn KisteNarrator:
Rachel LackeyHost:
Alasdair StuartAudio Producer:
Marty Perrett“The Woman Out of the Attic” was originally published in Flame Tree’s
Haunted House anthology
Show NotesOut this week is
The Dead Girls Club by
Damien Angelica Walters. This coming-of-age horror novel focuses on a group who have named themselves the Dead Girls Club in celebration of the generally nameless victims of serial killers. They played a game when they were kids, leaving one of them dead. The girl’s mother took the blame and went off to jail for years. The narrative alternates between the past leading up to the events of the death, and the present, where we learn the mother has been released from jail. The pacing is excellent, cutting away from each timeline leaving us wanting to jump ahead, but we dare not.
Don’t just take my word for this. This week’s author, Gwendolyn Kiste said “Damien Angelica Walters once again proves why she’s a major voice in the horror and thriller genres…Put this on your reading list now, as it’s sure to be among the top books of 2019.”
Want a sample or a reminder of her work? Make sure to check out the stories of hers we’ve run before, including
“Take a Walk in the Night, My Love” and
“Falling Under, Through the Dark” and “Scarred.” Or you can check out the original story
“In the Deepest Darkest Holes” that she contributed to our 10th anniversary anthology
“For Mortal Things Unsung.”
Here’s what you know for sure: you won’t survive the film. There’s no chance a woman like you will live to see the end credits. Heck, you might not make it through the opening credits.
But even if you’re dead before the very first frame, that doesn’t mean you’re gone. There are other ways of being in the picture. You could, for instance, linger like a ghost, there and not there. A whisper in the heroine’s ear, a dull ache in the brooding hero’s heart.
But it’s important that you remember: this isn’t your story. None of this—not the man or the glory or the happy ending—belongs to you.
Please don’t forget. Or the film will have to remind you.
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