I was always a kid who was super into horror movies, books, comics, and really anything that was scary.
My mom never got it, but assumed I would grow out of it.
Spoiler alert — I never grew out of it, and am now an adult as deep into scary stuff as I ever have been. My mom still doesn’t get it, but because I have parlayed it into a career of sorts she is resigned to it. Her core question, which is a philosophical one at heart, is how I benefit from perpetuating such horror. Seeing as how my writing just paid for a new central HVAC system for her house, I think her question now has an answer. Last year I was able to buy my own home, and this year I put my extra money into upgrading her furnace and A/C system. For as far back as she hated horror stories, she also had the same old thermostat for her house. Of course, the thermostat was the only part of the system that I could see, and behind the walls it was in even worse shape. Once I got an expert in there to expect it, I found out that aside from the HVAC equipment she also needed a lot of new ductwork installed. She was astounded at how much all the HVAC work cost, and even more astounded that I was easily able to pay for it. She may not understand horror, or like it, but now she knows it pays well enough to buy her an air conditioner.