The Sevier County News just ran an article about my marriage to a horror illustrator, and it got me wondering:
Do you find that your love of horror plays any kind of role--positive or negative--in your relationships? Maybe all your dates end up like this . . .
This kind of plays to the whole "you must be a psychopath because you write/read/like that stuff" onus.
I was lucky enough to find a lady who's just like me, as I said. Sometimes it's kinda
horrifying how much we think alike.