I think as writers we subconsciously second-guess our work all the time, along with our motives for writing. I have worried from time to time that my propensity to explore the dark side of fiction is indicative of something strange in myself. And I did receive a few odd messages following the release of my mini-novella
Practical Devil Worship. Two came from angry American Christians but that was only to be expected. One came from a man who insisted he was actually a gun and told me he was the real Antichrist, and he'd shoot me if I claimed otherwise. I don't recall ever claiming to be the Antichrist, to be honest. On My Space, I'm inundated with friend requests from goth bands and death metal rockers. It's the Marilyn Manson connection, I think...)
So yes, it gave me pause for thought and I wondered who my audience is and why they all look so wilfully dead. I think they'd all be rather disappointed at my lack of make-up and hairspray if they ever met me. I might have to make an effort.
JB