I often find myself, from time to time, dabbling in genres that I either don't read much of (crime fiction) or very seldom (horror). And when I do dabble in those genres, it's more for personal curiosity than for actual publication.
Take horror for example.
I don't read much in the way of horror these days (sorry Charles), nor do I write it for publication. However, I am fascinated enough by a certain aspect, namely cannibalism, that I do enjoy writing little ditties/flash fiction about.
I'm not sure why the fascination with cannibalism had decided to take up residence inside my head. I don't think I did anything to ecourage it, beyond reading the usual stories some twenty to thirty years ago about it. I did have a small obsession with true crime back then (still do to a certain degree), so maybe that had something to do with it. Certainly didn't watch horror moves then or now either (unless you count Zombieland).
But nevertheless, the fascination with cannibalism has made me write weird pieces of flash that have popped up on the blog from time to time. I've also written two very strange short stories for my now closed short story blog, one of which I may try to submit to e-zines again, once I decide to fix a few continuity issues that a writer friend had thoughtfully pointed out to me.
In any event, weird pieces of flash cannibalism will continue to pop up on the blog from time to time, which usually springs from my fertile imagination whenever I'm having shitty day at work.
Up next, another genre that I dabble in from time to time..