True...he did sound kind of offensive...but I guess after having read like a thousand people's pretencious psycho babble people tend to not care that being harsh to everyone might not be that cool...

As to the vivid imagery in your head...great that you can cope with it...I for one have the problem that I see myself dying somtimes...in really strange ways at that...kind of a trauma from an accident I had...but I seldomly see any bloody or cruel acts flash before my eyes...If I'd like to I guess I could. The creative might doth not fear the harshness of anguish...

Splatterpunk is kind of a weird thing...it does nothing for me. Movies, stories, whatever...maybe coz in movies, all the violence tends to be directed at women. I like horror movies, but there has to be some thrill appart from the chill you from seing a heart being cut out or something. And there are enough things that disgust me in everyday life...I don't have to look for that sort of sensation in fiction. Clive barker and me...not really friends.
But to your story: as I said, kids are scary, I mean, I never really liked kids, but after "the Omen", I had every comfirmation that they're the spawn of Satan...