It’s October, which means it’s time for some queer Horror! I’m prepared to fully admit that I’m a big wimp and so I haven’t yet dipped into Lost Souls, the bloody, highly sexual, totally horrific vampire novel by the author formerly known as Poppy Z. Brite, but I do know that if you’re into queer Horror, it’s gotta be your first stop.
At a club in Missing Mile, N.C., the children of the night…
Lost Souls is one of the seminal texts of my youth. I read and re-read it over and over again during my teen years. It was everything to me: gothic, erotic, queer, bloody, scary, and also filled with the power of found families and friendship.
I haven’t read it in maybe a decade, so I have no idea if it holds up. I still have the original copy that I bought back in the day– it must be over 20 years old!