One thing I’ve been consistent about but never really acknowledged is that my writing nearly always has a subversive quality. Ambitious zombies that unwittingly end their own apocalypse. Ancient nosferatu who find themselves buying body glitter so they can “fit in.” Serial killers trumped by the very victims they stalk. Superheroes who aren’t really heroes at all. Fantasy books which feature characters a touch closer to the realms of science fiction and themes of realism dirtying their idealistic landscapes.