Well. I am almost offended.
I was gonna wade in here and explain my reasons for writing a dark story - but now I'm not sure my story is dark, reading that ya'll got mean trolls and mine are kind of cuddly.
In all seriousness (well, as serious as I go) - darkness lives in us all. Some of us read to escape it and some of us read to embrace it. The same can be said of writing. Whether it's therapy, confession, fantasy or compulsion, it scratches an itch. It frees something that we shouldn't contain, or it helps us chain something that we should.
Now excuse me, I've got a basement to fill with happy sims.
