Here’s a short piece inspired by The Collector (1965 film adaptation of John Fowles’s novel), capturing its eerie tone and psychological tension. The Specimen Drawer
“I thought you’d like the Darjeeling,” he said. His voice was a pale, apologetic thing. “Not the everyday kind.” 1965 the collector
“You said you wanted freedom,” he whispered, adjusting the focus of the Rolleiflex he’d set up on a tripod. “But freedom’s messy. Out there, you’d just fly into a window, get eaten by a bird. Down here… down here, I can keep you perfect.” Here’s a short piece inspired by The Collector
Miranda lay on the cellar cot, her summer dress dusted with chalk from the old stone walls. She did not scream anymore. Her eyes followed him, though, as he descended the wooden stairs, carrying a tray of tea and biscuits. “Not the everyday kind