So I’ve been working on my submission for The Horror Writers Association’s upcoming teen anthology “Scary Out There” over the past few weeks, and am trying to tell the story of Tristan Manville. An anxiety-filled young man, with a little obsession that’s getting him into some trouble.
And I need your help. I’m trying to think of a particularly gross, yet still disturbing habit to give him. So nothing that elicits that second-grade-esque”eeeeeeeeewwwwwww gross,” and more like something that will twist your face up in 12 different directions and run a chill up your spine.
Ya know. Something like THAT.
Consider me officially open for suggestions. Go.