For my post on the letter X, I’ve decided to go with xenodocheionology. It’s funny that I’d know a word like that, but as luck would have it, I’d looked it up before. It means “a love of inns and hotels”. Hey, every day’s a school day (or, if we’re being French about it “Vous allez vous coucher moins cons ce soir…”*)
I dream about hotels all the time. As I might have mentioned previously, most of my dreams – frightening or otherwise – are about hiding from things. Zombie invasions, villains, hordes of unnamed things, people I know, soldiers, you name it. They’re not always scary dreams, but the key always is to stay hidden.
A lot of the dreams take place in hotels. Residential homes actually feature a lot as well (I had a great aunt who lived in one that was fabulous for games of hide and seek, so that might be where that’s from), plus halls of residence, but it’s hotels that are the most common (and, if one can rate dreams, the best). Old fashioned ones, new Travel Inn types, whatever. It doesn’t matter. With long corridors, blank walls, dark corners and the hushed hum of lifts (elevators) starting up, hotels are brilliant as a setting for tense stories.
The Shining is the story I tend to think of first, when it comes to hotels, but I’d love to hear of any more that are out there (leave a note in the comments if you can help!). I’m determined, at some point, to write something of my own – I just have to work on capturing that perfect, creepy transience that hotels embody so well…
What do you think? Why are hotels such a good setting for stories? How do they make you feel? And, most importantly, should I be forgiven for the late and rushed post? Answers below!
*”You’ll go to bed less of a fool for knowing that, tonight” – albeit slightly ruder.
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