Katarïna DuBroc
Editor-in-Chief & Artistic Director
“Torture-porn”? That’s what they call it—
the proper literary experts, the bookstores, the traditional publishers, the authors who wear pearls and pressed suits.
They said the same about Let’s Go Play at the Adams’. About The Wasp Factory. About The Girl Next Door.
Every time someone dared to turn pain into power without apologizing.
What they fear isn’t gore.
It’s emotional consequence.
It’s intensity without permission.
It’s what happens when someone like me takes the blade—and doesn’t flinch.
This isn’t polite fiction.
This is blood communion for the damned.
“That’s why they worship Matthias Corvinus and fear Vlad the Impaler.
It fits their narrative better.”
— The OCD Vampire, bleeder of polite fiction
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