Posted by Splay on June 27, 2004 at 14:13:48:
A letter from Hell. The ravings of a diseased soul. A very good excuse for a vicious strangling.
The trouble with most works of this type is that the writer never goes far enough. A person sane enough to write coherently normally won't lance the pustule on their subconscious and spew evil onto the page. This time we're OK, though.
Blue Dreams has couched a strangling story in slashing anti-humanitarian diatribe. Don't let him frighten you, though--he lets the mask slip now and then to reveal the artist in bits like "...6 billion other perfectly normals who fill the streets and pollute the earth with their wastes and rotten thoughts, with their useless breath." and "...that long creamy throat upon which her healthy aristocratic face with its strong jaw bones and pretty chin is throned."
I had trouble appraising this piece because I admired it so much. I especially liked the way the typos increased as he story went on, as the tempo quickened. Kudos, Mr. Dreams