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Joe Lansdale: 'Tiny Little Stitches in a Dead Man's Back' is a good one. Mostly because it also doubles as a horribly sweet family-get-together story if you're terminally fucked in the braincase. I recall that this may be mildly inappropriate - not for highschool students, but - for in a highschool presentation. (This highschool teaching this is part of my new upcoming deal in life, so I'm training myself to be exceptionally paranoid about what to suggest/present inside the actual schools.)
Anybody remember how long 'I am Legend' (the Matheson one, made as films with Vincent Price, then Moses widda Guns, and soon probably with the Fresh Prince himself) was? I recall it as a longer short-story, or passibly a novella, but if it's longer than that, discount the suggestion.
Also, look for the short version of H.G. Wells' 'When the Sleeper Wakes' as the novel is superior, but novel-length, and it was deliberately published as semi-paradisical, and marketed as horrible dystopian nightmare stuff where people have multi-sensory dirty movies in their hotel rooms and white people don't rule the Earth but have to live on it with the rest of us savages. Naked.
It's not nearly as explicit or blatant as the above summary/pitch may make it seem. I mean, this was a mainstream fiction around early 20th Cent.
Will vouch freely for 'I Have No Mouth...' as it is horrifying and excellent and hits the hopelessness of proper dystopic. |
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