The
Blood Lights are the last thing you’ll see…
They
victimize all…
Jezzie
Mitchell is in anguish; with her brother’s murder still on her
mind, she’s noticed strange behavior among the girls in the
residential treatment center where she works. Is there a connection
between the contagion on Cape Cod and the deadly Bahamas vacation
that changed her life?
Jezzie
reaches out to former lover Lou Collins, a scholar who has chased
proof of the lights for decades. Will he be able to solve the mystery
of the lights in time?
Intensely
competitive, reporter Bridgette Collins knows the lights are a way to
secure fame in her career. And while it’ll put the final nail into
the coffin of her ex-husband’s career, she vows to know the secrets
of the lights. Even if it means unleashing a world-wide epidemic…
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The makers of Doritos claim they never intended to make the “Lady Dorito.” In the winter of 2018, a chief executive of PepsiCo let slip that women have different snacking habits than men. Women, according to the exec, don’t like to eat loudly in public. Nor do they like messy crumbs and sticky residue on their fingers. They would never, ever, ever tip a bag back and let the cheesy, salty detritus fall into their mouths. And, most importantly, they like compact snacks that can fit into a purse.
The makers of Doritos claim they never intended to make the “Lady Dorito.” In the winter of 2018, a chief executive of PepsiCo let slip that women have different snacking habits than men. Women, according to the exec, don’t like to eat loudly in public. Nor do they like messy crumbs and sticky residue on their fingers. They would never, ever, ever tip a bag back and let the cheesy, salty detritus fall into their mouths. And, most importantly, they like compact snacks that can fit into a purse.
Basically, snacking should reflect the daintiness that is
womanhood.
Society has some strange ideas about female hunger. Women
should have small appetites regarding all types of hunger: hunger for food,
hunger for power, hunger for sex. The Doritos discussion simply articulated
what has always been implied: women should reign in their basic impulses. Many
women, mothers especially, put their needs second to those of family, friends,
and even coworkers. Sleep, food, sex, and mental health can wait if someone
else needs your attention first. It is superego over id.
As a writer, I have always had an interest in highlighting
the primal urges in women. The Blood Lights not only centers on
food/cannibalism/female zombies, but it also examines women’s desires for
power, fame, and for love (in the sense of having their needs met, as opposed
to being the caretaker of another human’s needs). And if women are focused on their needs, how
does that affect the family and society?
I can’t say that The Blood Lights answers that
question, but it does try to imagine a world where women are no longer
concerned with eating quietly and neatly. They give into their urges and
compulsions: the result of which is a good old-fashioned horror story.
Elaine Pascale has been writing for most of her life. She took a break from fiction in order to give birth to two children and complete a doctoral dissertation. She lives on Cape Cod, MA, with her husband, son and daughter. She teaches a variety of courses at a private university in Boston: from English Composition and Communications to a Vampire Seminar. Her writing has been published in Allegory Magazine, Dark Fire Magazine, and several anthologies. She is the author of If Nothing Else, Eve, We've Enjoyed the Fruit, and is also the author of the nonfiction book: Metamorphosis: Identity Outcomes in International Student Adaptation--A Grounded Theory Study. She enjoys a robust full moon, chocolate, and collecting cats.
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