IF YOU GO AWAY – Horror and dark art from the remote corners of England.
I’m P M Buchan. I write about horror and dark art with the depth it deserves.
From Plymouth, Devon, I cover dark culture across every medium, spanning literature, art, film, music, theatre and immersive experiences. I’m a former columnist for Starburst and SCREAM magazines. I’ve written for Times Literary Supplement and been interviewed by Rue Morgue and Kerrang!
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What you’ll find here
In-depth interviews with artists and creators who push boundaries. Reviews that treat horror as an art form, not content. Essays on why darkness matters.
Recent conversations include the world’s first Professor of Film & the Occult, Ginger Snaps screenwriter Karen Walton, and multiple interviews with the editor and founder of Hellebore, the world’s leading magazine of folk horror, folklore, magic and the occult in Britain.
I write about UK horror that others ignore - from DIY scare mazes to Gothic theatre, from transgressive fiction to underground artists.
IF YOU GO AWAY is published Saturdays. But only when I have something to say.
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About the writer
I’ve created horror comics with Eisner award-winning artist John Pearson, The Department of Truth creator Martin Simmonds, and was part of 30 Days of Night creator Ben Templesmith’s art collective 44FLOOD. I served four times as a British Fantasy Awards juror. I’ve collaborated on comics with bands including Megadeth and Harley Poe. I was part of the online team that helped to relaunch Starburst, the world’s longest-running magazine of sci-fi, fantasy and horror, becoming a regular columnist when the magazine returned to print
Currently writing horror fiction and documenting the dark corners of the world where real art of integrity still happens. Based in Plymouth, covering dark art and horror wherever it emerges.
Contact: thepmbuchan@gmail.com
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