a question

[perlmonger]

This morning’s dead rat reminded me indirectly of something I’ve been thinking about posting for a while:

Do you have any sort of abiding horror that you read in a book, or saw in a film or on TV, as a child or adolescent? The sort of thing that haunted you for years and might still give you a queasy feeling years later?

Mine, and I only have the one, is the inside-out cat in Eye in the Sky: that made me feel physically ill with horror, and pity, and revulsion, when I first read it as a teenager. It still drags itself, somehow, impossibly, across the back of my mind today.

[ shudders ]

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[marypcb.livejournal.com]

the sense of loss of self in Flowers of Algernon - and an unknown Philip K Dick in which a rat dreams he is a man who dreams he is a rat; the rat has a larger ball of string than his strength and pecking order position will allow him to defend, he loves his string and knows that it will be taken from him, but not how or when ;-(