Have you ever stopped to think-really think about-what you're scared of? I'm not talking about any deep soul searching (unless you're up for it). Just name the first thing you can think of.
Me? I'm afraid of forgetting to turn something in on time in my classes. I'm afraid of messing up so I usually talk myself out of trying new things. I'm afraid of responsibility and, as strange as it sounds, of greatness.
I'm also afraid of zombies and anything headless, but that's another story.
It's important to understand what you're afraid of? Why? I honestly believe that you can not know yourself until you know what you're afraid of and understand why you're afraid. This isn't philosophical. It's coming from someone who appreciates good, old fashioned horror.
You cringed, didn't you? Most people do. Or they look at me like something weird just crawled out of my mouth and onto my shoulder. Horror, as I see it, enjoy it, and write it, can be defined...well, I'll let the Horror Writers Association describe it for you: GO HERE. Don't worry, it's not a long read. I think you'll find it enlightening. Go on. I'll wait...
There. Now you know. I don't dig pointless gore and disgusting mess that modern America has dubbed "horror". For me, horror is more about the human condition, about people facing their fears and discovering what they're made of (or, on some occasions, what they're not made of). Once you've faced your fears, you feel invincible. You feel a lightness, an odd sense of being, as if you can do anything.
Until you come up against another fear. And then you have to go through the stages all over again. It's all about conquering self. Not the ghost, goblin, traffic cop or mother-in-law.
So. What ARE you afraid of?
Go on. Scare me.