Many people find serial killers fascinating. I think one of the things that draws us in is the appearance of normalcy that hides the violence and depravity below the surface. We are brought to wonder how well we really know our neighbors, our friends, our co-workers, even our relatives. In today’s song, “John Wayne Gacy, Jr.,” Sufjan Stevens meditated on this, and takes it one step further: how well do our neighbors know us? And how well do we know ourselves? What would be revealed if someone were to enter our own lives and pry up our floorboards?
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Eileen Maksym studied philosophy at Yale and theology at Boston College, and now uses both to write science fiction. Currently she is an academic nomad, following her astrophysicist husband around the world, two kids in tow. When not writing or kid wrangling, Eileen is a hopeless fangirl. She can be found on Twitter (@eileenmaksym) squeeing over her favorite shows, most of which involve famous detectives, dashing time travelers, and creatures that are never, ever referred to as zombies. View all posts by eileenmaksym