(Aww, man. This is the part where you sound like you're bragging. I'll do my best not to do that.) I'm a Thai/Irish lesbian who grew up in the Deep South. I've won about eight or so national awards for my LGBTQI coverage and am married in Small Town, GA.
Anyway! I've written a Southern Gothic that I hope y'all will like. This is basically a love letter to healing and is sourced from my childhood and parts of my adulthood. You'll see. I guess I'd comp it at "The Babadook" (for the underlying message within a horror setting) to "Pet Sematary" (the 80s one; haven't seen 2019's—for its "bringing back the dead" stuff), and maybe a bit of "I Spit On Your Grave" (for the 'You did somethin' reaaaaal bad and now it's time to pay') business.
I hope y'all don't mind gettin' down into the swamp with me. Took me about 1.5 years and a damn-near visit to the psych ward to write. (No jokes here, folks—my messed up fam is the source material, from the racism to the rape. Dredgin' that garbage up was monumentally rough on the psyche.) However! This here screenplay is a metaphor for what I had to do in order to escape that mess ... to heal.
Very much like The Babadook, this is metaphor. (Shout out to the world for FINALLY seeing horror as a way to tell a story instead of just bashing its writers and its lovers as deranged, haha! We've come a long way, baby.)
Well now. That oughta do it. Y'all take care.
Warm Regards from Small Town, GA,
Oh! P.S. I spent 9 days in Ireland checking out the local lore and "feel" of where my largest supporting character (the "swamp-witch" Ms. O'Shaughnessy) is from. I went to SO many spiritual sites and asked a jillion questions about what life may have been like back in the day ... and about where her outlook on nature and balance came from. I love Ms. O. I hope you do, too.
And P.P.S. ... I'm not sure why my anti-hero protag isn't listed (though I made a character role for her) but let's just say she's what her grandma (like mine did) called a "damn half-breed." I had no idea what that meant when I was 8, but we see Lana Carmichael looking out of place with her fair-skinned/fair-haired fam with her dark hair and dark eyes. She goes from 8 to 28 in this piece. So I hope that gives a feel for our tortured tiny one.