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Carol

Carol Borden was editor of and a writer for the Toronto International Film Festival’s official Midnight Madness and Vanguard program blogs. She is currently an editor at and evil overlord for The Cultural Gutter, a website dedicated to thoughtful writing about disreputable art. She has written for Mezzanotte, Teleport City, Die Danger Die Die Kill, Popshifter and she has a bunch of short stories published by Fox Spirit Books including: Godzilla detective fiction, femme fatale mermaids, an adventurous translator/poet, and an x-ray tech having a bad day. Read and listen to her other shenanigans at Monstrous Industry. For her particular take on gutter culture, check out, “In the Sewer with the Alligators.”

The Girl From The Other Side

It is a liminal time of the year and a liminal day. It’s a time when the worlds bleed together and the monsters, ghosts and our beloved dead can slip through into our world and, sometimes, perhaps, we take a wrong turn on the back roads, knock on […]

Grendel Hates You

There’s a killer watching a house lit up against the trees. And he hates the noise, the music, the light. He hates the drinking and the bragging. He hates “the sounds of joy.” He hates everyone inside. And he waits for his chance to put an end to […]

Abraca-F*ck Yeah, It’s The Adventure Zone!

Do you need adventure? Tales of gallantry, bravery, goofery and just a dash of celebrity chef-ery? With Brians, magical and spider-wise; kobolds and gerblins; Grumpy cousins; guys with the last name “Bluejeans”; and machines named Louise? Bugbear hugs, mysterious moons, ancient relics and words that cannot be understood […]

The Ruinous Wrath of General Ursus

Wrath—sing, goddess, of the ruinous wrath of Kananaios’ son Ursus, that inflicted woes without number upon Apekind. ~ sorta Homer Ursus never knew his parents. He was adopted by Kananaios, an itinerant preacher of harsh principle, and traveled with him learning what Kananaios had to teach. Kananaios believed […]

Summer Fun Time Reading ’18

It’s hot and the cottonwoods are seeding. The fluff is falling like snow and drifting in piles all over. That might make it seem like the start some kind of idyllic tale set in the West. There could be taciturn people brought together by loss and love. Or […]