Greetings, everyone, and welcome to another Pantry of Prose. Before we start Telling Tales, did you catch the latest Moonlight Musings? If not, take a look at Rosemary’s thoughts on writers’ use of names and pseudonyms. For those of us who enjoy plotting ahead, Susan’s next Midweek Motif is Literacy (I’m sure I just heard some muses squeal their delight).
And now, today’s feature:
“I wish to help them [students in a Gothic fiction class] fall in love with the course, but they are not interested in ‘old stuff’,” she said.
“Why not explore the genre using new stuff”,” I said.
“Because Gothic fiction without castles, centuries-long histories, and intricate fashion isn’t real Goth—” she began.
I interrupted to say, “That is nonsense.” No, she didn’t hit me. But…
…we had a deliciously loud discussion that lasted hours. She offered examples to justify her beliefs: The Castle of Otranto, Dracula, Wuthering Heights); and I brought up The Thirteenth Tale, “The Yellow Wall-Paper”, and We Have Always Lived in the Castle (which portrays exactly zero castles), to point out that Gothic fiction is more about dilapidation, suspense, fear, death, and romanticism than about actual castles or how characters dress.
And that, my dear Storytellers and Poets, was what inspired today’s prompt. Yep, for the 7th Telling Tales with Magaly Guerrero: a Pantry of Prose, I invite you to write a short Gothic story (in 313 words or fewer). Feel free to set your tale wherever you please and have your characters wear whatever they like (or not *cough*).
As a secondary option, you can take one of your old poems, which fits this week’s theme, and turn it into a new story (of 313 words or fewer).
Want some inspiration? Behind the new boats in the photo below, rests La Merced, a “dilapidated ship carcass covered in trees”. You can find out more about her (including closer photos) in Atlas Obscura.
This prompt will remain open until Tuesday night. Only 1 entry per participant, please. Visit other storytellers. Let’s go Gothic for a spell.
a wee note in red (for visitors and Pantry of Prose veterans alike): although poetry is beyond delectable (and we adore its yum), the Pantry of Prose is for prose. So, as always, links to poems will be deleted.
Add the direct link to your contribution to Mr. Linky. Have fun!