Joyce Carol Oates
For the writer, the serial killer is, abstractly, an analogue of the imagination's caprices and amorality; the sense that, no matter the dictates and even the wishes of the conscious social self, the life or will or purpose of the imagination is incomprehensible, unpredictable.
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The serial killer is the ultimate nightmare for all normal humans. The thought of a person who kills multiple people, randomly and without remorse is enough to give people nightmares. Yet, if you look at it from a writer's perspective, there's something more than just the fear of these monsters. For the writer, the serial killer is an analogue of the imagination's caprices and amorality; the sense that, no matter the dictates and even the wishes of the conscious social self, the life or will or purpose of the imagination is incomprehensible, unpredictable.
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