They want to be stimulated. They want to read something that can get under their skin and hang out there for a while.
Self-confidence is usually little more than wishful thinking in a thigh-high pair of Come F*ck Me boots.
Deadlines help me, but my muse hates them. My muse functions in fits and starts, and tends to take very long vacations. Deadlines are like a hot poker to his ass. They force us both to sit down and wr...
I think horror, when done well, is one of the most direct and honest ways to get to the core of the human experience because terror reduces all of us to our most authentic forms.