Notes on Loveless
"When are you going to write something nice, Ray? Something I can read? When you are you going to write a love story?"
This has been the mantra of my family for decades. None of them reads horror fiction. Of course, that may have something to do with the fact that none of them reads. To hear them tell it, the main reason they don't read is that I have not yet written something nice that they can read. Something like a love story!
The fact is, I've written many love stories. Nearly every one of my novels contains a love story – even my horror novels, although Loveless: A Dark Love Story isn't one of those. Of course, they're not the kind of love stories my family would consider nice. The kind of love story they're talking about is the kind of thing Nicholas Sparks writes. And if they're waiting for me to write one of those ... well, all I've got to say is, pack a few sandwiches and get really, really comfortable, because it's going to be a long wait.
My novel Loveless: A Dark Love Story is the kind of love story I write. I can't help it. It's out of my hands. Everything I write, even if it's meant to be funny, takes a dark turn or two or three at one point or another. If it didn't, it would feel dishonest to me. I think fiction should be a reflection of reality, not a distortion of it. In my horror fiction, things happen that have nothing to do with reality – people turn into werewolves, vaginas have fangs, spiders the size of Volkswagen Beetles eat people. But all of these things happen in an environment that is firmly grounded in reality.
Lots of good things happen in life. Wonderful things. They happen to all of us at one time or another. But bad things happen, too. They happen to good people for no other reason than ... well, for no reason. They just do. There's a quote I love from Lawrence Kasdan's sadly underrated 1991 film Grand Canyon. It's delivered by Danny Glover:
"World's a hard place. Sometimes you just get lucky. And, of course, sometimes you don't. One thing's for sure is that if you're alive, some terrible shit's gonna happen to you, and maybe some good things, too. But you can always count on the terrible. If it doesn't kill you, you're gonna be around to see it come down some other way."
Some will say that's an awfully pessimistic attitude. I think there's a good chance those people enjoy the work of Nicholas Sparks. I think it's an awfully realistic attitude. And a healthy one. I guess that's reflected in my fiction. Bad things happen to good people for no reason. What's wrong with facing up to that fact early on so you're not surprised by it later? What's important is how we deal with those bad things. Dealing with them is a lot easier when you have someone you love – and someone who loves you – by your side. And for me, that's where the love stories come in.
Loveless is a love story about two lonely people. One of them is Amy Grady. For 16 years, she's been married to her husband Roy, a man whose unpredictable anger and violence can explode at any moment, a man who slaps, punches and kicks her, and a man she no longer loves. Their teenage son Danny has been living with this tension all his life and it has taken a toll. The other lonely person is Walter Loveless, who has just moved in next door to Amy. He has been living a life of secrecy and isolation for so long that he is almost unaware of his loneliness anymore because it has become such a part of him.
Amy watches him – handsome, rugged – but is too shy to speak to him. But when they are finally brought together, electricity crackles between them and the attraction is instantaneous and powerful. But Loveless has secrets and a past that haunts him. Someone from that past – someone deadly – is still pursuing him. When Amy decides to escape her own past, she runs headlong into his.