With the approaching Halloween i have found myself digging deeper into the works of Edgar Allen Poe, and H.P Lovecraft. Perhaps due to my nature growing up, and my life of solitude have always loved both. I can easily find myself in there story’s and enjoy the emotions such story’s bring out of me. Solitude, loneliness, death, horrors that haunt our dreams. What is it about such things that call to me? This morbid curiosity?

Writers that had there own battles with Depression, and Anxiety. They turned there story’s into fiction and gave voices to there fears. I can only admire such talent, and feel jealousy for it.

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