Sicker than Thou
It is the sicker than thou crowd who make the horror ghetto a stinky pond. Just the titles alone are enough to turn off the average reader. Bukkakeworld. Puke of the Owl. Lovely titles, aren't they? (Someone please pass me a clothes pin for my nose or, better yet, a haz-mat suit.)
Not all literary ghettos have this pervasive stench about them. You don't see it in either the fantasy or science fiction ghettos. You certainly do not see it in the romance ghetto.
Yeah, who am I to call it a ghetto. But as the larger literary pond goes, genre fiction, regardless of which genre it may be in, have helped to create these ghettos characterized by poor advances, sales that rarely (if ever) go above mid list numbers, little or no promotion, and so on.
Ghettos are not, by definition, a bad place -- unless you're talking some parts of Los Angeles or Chicago.
Ghettos are under-appreciated niches.
Ghettos are places of safety for those who fit them. The highest form of ghetto is a place where writers are free to find expression far from the relentless eyes of the majority who would wish to apply their morality upon it. The farther from the ghetto you get, the more they turn their predatory eyes upon you and seek to keep you in line with rules that most us do not wish to follow.
However, some ghettos are more pleasant than others. Some even have pretty window boxes with attractive flowers in them.
The sicker than thou crowd are part of that corner of the ghetto that you don't want to invite your maiden aunt into. Philbin and Dagstine are loud-mouthed provocateurs from the sicker than thou crowd, a tiny niche market composed of people who have not yet outgrown their adolescent devotion to the gross.
The problem is that they strive to force feed the public and in so doing they make the rest of us smell like an over filled garbage dump.
I wish that someone had gotten a screenshot of the guidelines to Philbin's anthology of pedophilia. it is fast becoming a legend and no one has proof beyond their own word. I saw it. I remember it. But I did not make a screenshot of it.
Raping baby dinosaurs in one of his stories was one thing. Raping baby humans is another. Now, he and Dag are trying to deny it ever existed. The problem is that the members of the community have long memories.
The admin at Silverthought deleted their posts from that brainstorming for promotion thread in which they spent a long time deriding Rusty Nail and TODP and myself. I consider that an enlightened move on their part.
This is my final post on the subject until one of the members of the Axhole of Imbecile do something stupid again.
Starting tomorrow, I still have questions to answer concerning my writing and I intend to get onto it.
Not all literary ghettos have this pervasive stench about them. You don't see it in either the fantasy or science fiction ghettos. You certainly do not see it in the romance ghetto.
Yeah, who am I to call it a ghetto. But as the larger literary pond goes, genre fiction, regardless of which genre it may be in, have helped to create these ghettos characterized by poor advances, sales that rarely (if ever) go above mid list numbers, little or no promotion, and so on.
Ghettos are not, by definition, a bad place -- unless you're talking some parts of Los Angeles or Chicago.
Ghettos are under-appreciated niches.
Ghettos are places of safety for those who fit them. The highest form of ghetto is a place where writers are free to find expression far from the relentless eyes of the majority who would wish to apply their morality upon it. The farther from the ghetto you get, the more they turn their predatory eyes upon you and seek to keep you in line with rules that most us do not wish to follow.
However, some ghettos are more pleasant than others. Some even have pretty window boxes with attractive flowers in them.
The sicker than thou crowd are part of that corner of the ghetto that you don't want to invite your maiden aunt into. Philbin and Dagstine are loud-mouthed provocateurs from the sicker than thou crowd, a tiny niche market composed of people who have not yet outgrown their adolescent devotion to the gross.
The problem is that they strive to force feed the public and in so doing they make the rest of us smell like an over filled garbage dump.
I wish that someone had gotten a screenshot of the guidelines to Philbin's anthology of pedophilia. it is fast becoming a legend and no one has proof beyond their own word. I saw it. I remember it. But I did not make a screenshot of it.
Raping baby dinosaurs in one of his stories was one thing. Raping baby humans is another. Now, he and Dag are trying to deny it ever existed. The problem is that the members of the community have long memories.
The admin at Silverthought deleted their posts from that brainstorming for promotion thread in which they spent a long time deriding Rusty Nail and TODP and myself. I consider that an enlightened move on their part.
This is my final post on the subject until one of the members of the Axhole of Imbecile do something stupid again.
Starting tomorrow, I still have questions to answer concerning my writing and I intend to get onto it.