I love the mystical quality of the colors, of the inhumanness of it.
We build identities around pleasing others, hoping to suffocate our own desire for compassion.
Seriously, dude, what the fuck were you thinking?
To have a tattoo is to admit that the body is a construction, an object of continued transformation and artifice
My body hair was a gross aberration that needed to be exterminated at all fronts.
An hour and a half of balls-out absurd — and slightly kinky — fun.
They touch our bodies, in intimate ways and places, all before stripping away your nails with power tools.
Cartoonists are just disgruntled rock stars at heart.
I was someone for whom starvation gave me a sense of control that I lacked. Or, at least, it gave me the illusion of control.
The daughter was the first to notice, but it took a while for the others to listen.
Laura Diaz de Arce The Early Modern artist academies considered the human body the pinnacle of study. To study the body was to engage in beauty, in perfection. Which is funny, because human bodies are really fucking gross. No. Really. Gross. We sweat, we chew, we swallow, shit, piss, ejaculate, vomit, spit. We take material […]
Here are all the time-honored tropes in one convenient checklist
For some, it’s a favorite holiday season. For others, it’s a time for increased anxiety, self-loathing, and potential substance abuse.
I’ve taken it upon myself to revive the celebratory art of wassailing.
We can tell ourselves it’s all worth it, because even though they will be crestfallen in the future, right now in the present we can see a five year old scream with delight because Santa Claus loves her and knows exactly what she wanted.
I was lying in bed one afternoon, holding onto a piece of rose quartz (for self-love) and thinking how I wished I could just bathe in it and soak up that feeling.
Back in the 1800s people told ghost stories at Christmas, not this happy crappy Hallmark stuff like today.
I shouldn’t be so afraid
I should factor this into
Bleak and oppressive in a way that only the post-hippy, head-trippy 70s could envision
She is the darkside Disney princess I wish existed.
For witches and non-witches alike, Yule can be a great time to harness creative energy as both a celebration of the year that’s past as well as a guide for what’s to come.
Contrary to popular opinion Krampus is not Saint Nicholas’s shadow, nor is he the love child of Satan and the Greek God Pan.
Blue Sunshine exploited fear of drugs like Them! (1954) exploited fear of radiation.
I let each client unwittingly summon their own workout monster.
In this episode we talk about our interests & obsessions & bad poetry readings & being mindfucked by bullies on the internet.
There aren’t really a lot of “mic drop” moments — though there are a lot of attempts at them.
**THIS IS NOT GOING TO BE INTERESTING** **I AM NOT GOING TO TRY TO MAKE THIS SOUND INTERESTING OR TRY TO MAKE YOU LIKE ME
Fiddler on the Roof meets Carrie
They equate consensually created pornography and general sexual content with problematic and criminal activity.
Everyone who entered and was brave enough to make a film in 48 hours deserves a review.
Time was ticking away and I was riding the rush of fear and excitement of chasing the deadline.
She lets her hands play across the ancient rind and she speaks her wish again.
CLASH knows you’re creative, so let’s share that awesomeness with the world!
I’ve said it here before and I’ll say it again: the best thing about Twitter is that it constantly helps you discover great books and amazing people. Shannon Kirk recently joined the list of amazing people with a great book. Luckily, she is also a book lover. If you know me, you know I wanted […]
He flexed his razor-sharp talons
November marks the beginning of many people’s seasonal depression, but there are ways you can deal
Lots of times, evil is completely devoid of meaning, is stupid.
Attention film lovers and possible movie makers, now is your chance to enter The Final Stand 48 Hour Film Challenge
Strength. Focus. Purpose.
Carla Gugino, is the embodiment of bohemian-earth-mother-meets-ethereal-diva
Steve McQueen was a fuckin’ superman. He was the single greatest guy who ever existed.
Those are my muthafuckin’ turkey giblets for my muthafuckin’ mouth!!!
I got drunk and dreamt of Pound again. His yodel must have been a brick.
There are a lot of ways to approach heavy metal. And it’s a sound that’s always changing.
For the whole month of November, we want to hear your odd Thanksgiving stories, be they real or the product of your own twisted minds
Do they more than whisper?
Here, a maiden’s face is held like a pearl, a fire under his furnace
I really can’t remember when I started reading Greg Gifune’s work. The man is a solid, prolific storyteller who constantly puts out great work. Thanks to social media, I now know he is also a cool guy. In any case, I asked Greg to show me his shelves. I was happy to learn we have […]
Houses can’t be haunted in a world where there are bills to be paid
A ghost returns
to the garden where
the soil is all mixed up
What immediately stood out was Grenn’s effortless proficiency with rope and knot
How stupid would it be if he ruptured his L4-L5 disc while bending over to pick up his knife?
The Willow-Witch has been tapping on my window for weeks
It is a monster who lives here
in your home and in your heart
In the Rim, shadows would float above them
Monique is an exciting new voice in Latinx fiction.
Written as a soul song for longing, Knauf’s collection is both a dream and an awakening.
you crept out of me,
nestled in crimson
where lung met trachea
Sometimes I think about the seven known gates of hell and I wish I could kiss you at every one of them
Poets are receivers, witches are transmitters
Society often fails to see that addiction does not define a person, and sometimes, the person who is addicted lacks the ability to see that too.
“I’m not a vampire. I’m afraid my appetites run so much deeper.”
Knauf’s poetry is cinematic, creating vast landscapes and scenes, on bridges, between land and sky.
Halloween is coming. The time of year when we take our worst fears and transform them into cute dancing skeletons, fake blood fountains, plastic tombstones with puns on them, and sexy-scary costumes of vampires and lingerie kitties.
A love letter to Stephen King and Satan from a new and exciting voice in horror
The strangest thing about the room was the spoons.
You think you recognize this deal with the devil, but there’s another element at play
But do not be deceived,
she’s all witch, conjure.
Perhaps Satan is lurking in all those terms and conditions no one ever feels like reading
These movies are unique, horrifying, and dare to scare like so few do
If in your first act someone speaks of the devil, then in the second the devil better rain brimstone down on everyone.
I remember meeting Michael. He was a lot smaller than I thought he would be. Not that I thought he would be a big guy. But he was petite. And not in a bad way. There’s nothing wrong with being petite. He was scrappier than I thought he would be.
Just wanna be left with my brood
to snuggle and cuddle and chew
The possibilities are endless when all you’ve got is time and an all-you-can-eat buffet called civilization.
Reminiscent of Clive Barker, Vidito delves into the dark corners of love, sex, and madness with language that drips raw off the page.
The Last Broadcast and The Blair Witch Project stand together as DIY visions of a better way for Americans to make horror films
You probably know a person just like me. You might even be friends with someone like me. The type of friend you don’t remember meeting.
One of the best things about being an author is that sometimes you get to go to cool places and meet amazing people. I met Hillary Leftwich in Denver when the awesome David S. Atkinson invited me to read an at event he was running. It was dark and I was talking to a lot […]
you know what this poem is supposed to be about:
what I would have done with that knife
We want to hear your horror stories, be they real or the product of your own twisted minds.
I could never predict what was going to ruin me and what was going to rescue me.
We love Carnivàle and October is the perfect time to reminisce about this incredible show full of darkness and light and everything in between.
Books to chill your bones & twist your minds from CLASH Books
This game has it all: Vampire dykes who own goth clubs who send you to cleanse haunted mansions of demons.
Sharon pooped. Then, Elizabeth pooped. Then, Sharon pooped again, ensuring the cup was overflowing.
To celebrate Halloween and the release of Carnivàle creator, Daniel’s Knauf’s first book, we are going to share our favorite scenes from this awesome show each day of October.
Got any fives, Gladys?
It’s the equivalent of being pushed into the ocean without warning, and you’re forced to decide if you’re sinking or swimming—I swam.
She thought about the toasted bread that her mother made for her every morning to drink with black sage tea, but most of all, she thought about a perfect kind of love.
Wrath James White’s poems are red and wet love songs to a pillory, set to the beat of a flogging whip–the kind of sweet nothings Barker’s Cenobites would whisper.
Use your brains and buy this awesome book!
“The Pre-Order Personalized Signed Copy will be limited to 200 which can be purchased on the CLASH Books site.”
“Already a recommended read from HWA Bram Stoker Award Reading List, we are excited to share the paperback of Dark Moons Rising on a Starless Night is up for sale at all bookstores.”
A nod to ‘Cape May’ for fans of The Blacklist.
From the creator of Carnivàle and writer/executive producer of Blacklist, comes a poetry collection from a cult-icon.
for now it’s all hunger and weariness and the small justice of this broken and crumbled love, again
If you’ve never had to seek employment while your smile shows the gum where there should be incisors you can count yourself lucky.
Part of me knows it’s nonsense, but part of me really wants to believe, grasping at the straws of coincidence, or accuracy.
“As expected, they are pretty awesome and it’s a fascinating and entertaining look at the cult-icon of weird’s work.”
My experience on Get Lit With Leza was one of female bonding over our inherent and chosen nastiness as women.
“People tell lies about you, and other people believe them.”
As a New Yorker, it’s not a hard city to love when the literal metaphor of a mask is littered everywhere—when there’s art oozing out of every corner.
He Has Many Names by Drew Chial is a fresh spin on the Faustian bargain, a deal with the devil story in the age of artistic desperation.
Autumn Christian’s third novel is a dark journey of self-discovery. An existential labyrinth of love, sex, and self-actualization where the only way out is through.
“You probably consider yourself an honest person, but honestly, you lie all the time.”
I’m convinced that any food could “technically” be an aphrodisiac if someone else labels it as one.
It’s a story of yearning and loss that sits at the intersection of horror and romance
Entropy in Bloom is a brain grenade that will blow your mind into splattered chunks.
Sometimes I wake up and feel like there’s too many mufuckas out there who need to be called out. On most days, my to-do list is so long that I have to ignore that feeling and work on stuff that needs to get done. However, there are a few glorious days in which I say […]
Shit Luck is a fast-paced death tornado of serial killers, banana peels, and period blood that will suck you in, and never let go.
Miranda’s blade cut one of the flapping wings, and she felt the salty warm blood drops touch to her mouth like rain.
“Games like poker are no longer being defined by the table.”
It’s almost Buddhist – her detachment and rejection of material, hedonistic pursuits.
All Hail the House Gods is a future masterpiece of Bizarro fiction.
CLASH Books is excited to present GIRL LIKE A BOMB. Autumn Christian’s third novel is a dark journey of self-discovery.
With less than two weeks remaining until the premiere of the landmark twentieth season of the venerable reality series Big Brother, a question mark has been hovering above the fan community with a simple question in mind — will it be an All-Star edition? According to series producer Alison Grodner, it is not in the […]
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Yes, Clash Books is at it again, and this time they’re letting me take the wheel. If you needed more proof that these folks are crazy, look no further. In any case, hot on the heels of Tragedy Queens: Stories Inspired by Lana Del Rey & Sylvia Plath, we’re celebrating The Notorious B.I.G. and his […]
We talked about the medical benefits of marijuana, finding Goddess spirituality, Wicca, and her witchy tale on this episode of Get Lit With Leza.
Maybe it started as an obligation to the U.S. government, but I’d like to think our relationship has progressed beyond that.
Give me degradation, The Grecian Urn, and an unholy mouth to suffocate.
This collection of tales from the mind that brought you Shatnerquake & Cripple Wolf is dark, weird, and yes, Bizarro af.
Elle Nash’s Animals Eat Each Other is a poignant debut that’s every bit as sharp and cutting as the barb of a scorpion’s tail.
TRAGEDY QUEENS is an anthology of stories inspired by two of my favorite muses. I have always been drawn to dark feminine archetypes.
—there’s a part of you that wonders: I don’t know, maybe Bud knows some people with tigers in their veins.
At least when shit hits the fan I’ll have tomatoes.
You’ll find yourself asking the question: What have I done for love, and what would I do?
Is there a Satanic conspiracy, is it all a desperate author’s insanity, or is it something else entirely?
Will there be a resolve for Jessica in Season Two?
And you know, as much as I love this poem, I still don’t completely buy it when he says that shark attacks can’t love broken collarbones.
I love Arcan because her work inspires such a strong revulsion in many readers.
Everything that we are afraid to do; the anticipation or the fear of it is always greater than doing it. Even if it is something awful.
Meet the authors that rocked my world. They will rock yours too.
The term “genius” gets thrown around a lot but I definitely feel Chelsea Martin is genius as fuck.
The show always makes big references to TV and movies, but I especially love combing through the episodes for the literature references.
Meekings takes traditional fantasy elements and reinvents them into a dark and fun tale for the young at heart.
“Practicing won’t save you from tragedy. The more you play the worse you’ll sound because you’re playing more.”
“Since the demon, or demons, are invisible it is nearly impossible to detect them in your food.”
“He ripped off McShay’s clothes and tossed them aside like they were worthless seventh-round picks as both men traded up into each others arms.”
Which is your muse? Plath, Lana, or both?
CLASH Books is excited to present this collection of stories inspired by Lana Del Rey & Sylvia Plath.
Being on Get Lit is like talking to the cool girl in the bar bathroom, only you’re talking about literature and other awesome shit instead of crying about something.
Wait till you hear the unintelligible shit show of my real life.
Donald Duck would never do such a thing, place a pistol to his temple while grinning like a maniac.
In an apocalyptic Texas where you can get high drinking your own shadow, there lives a young shadow junkie named Murk. This is from Brian Allen Carr’s breakout novel, Sip.
Now and then there comes a book so strange, that the comedown after reading feels like the day after an acid trip.
Ikea is a strange and dangerous place. But if knowing witches is good for anything, it’s for walking into scary and confusing situations like this.
In the city where I live, I hang posters of her face on concrete walls and bus-stop shelters. We cannot forget.
What did you do in Amsterdam?
Shy Watson: oh my god what didn’t i do
Lowres Wunderbred’s Deconstruction series returns looking into the beloved and berated final Stanley Kubrick film.