Established in 2021, APOCALYPSE CONFIDENTIAL is a web magazine of edgy extrapolations, fringe fascinations, occult obsessions, risky ruminations, and aberrant associations. We are a literary journal obsessed with the underworld, both demonological and criminological – the collision of crooks in coats wielding machine guns and creeps in cloaks wielding jagged daggers. We are fascinated by the way parapolitics is to history and current events as urban exploration is to architecture. We are turned on by the synthesis of low lives and high strangeness. We excavate the Carcosan aspect of modern life. We are a home for dime-store Dostoevskys and ten-dollar Thompsons. We have been variously described as a psyop sleaze rag, a psychotronic survey of the pyrotechnic insanitarium, and a hypebeast health-goth apparel brand masquerading as a cyber-medievalist woodcut Metal Gear Solid fanzine.
Some of our particular/peculiar interests are schlock/sleazoid cinema (giallo flicks, Mondo flicks, splatter flicks, slasher flicks, skin flicks, drive-in flicks, grindhouse flicks), silent-film sorcery, Hollywood Babylon, lost continents, ancient apocalypses, psychogeography, time-out-of-jointedness, shipwrecks, Rankin/Bass arcana, Looney Tunes as the gesamtkunstwerk of the Twentieth Century, weird menace, Gothic fiction, pulp fiction, pulp esoterica, Westerns, the hidden history of your hometown, liminal spaces, subliminal phrases, libidinal forces, the Cosmic Bomb, splatterpunk, cyberpunk, nostalgia (real or Internet-induced), old wounds, Hasbro hermeticism, the occult roots of [FILL IN THE BLANK], Lovecraft as filtered through Stuart Gordon and Brian Yuzna, the works of James Ellroy and Theodore Roszak, and smoke-filled back rooms.
“No doubt I shall go on writing, stumbling across tundras of unmeaning, planting words like bloody flags in my wake. Loose ends, things unrelated, shifts, nightmare journeys, cities arrived at and left, meetings, desertions, betrayals, all manner of unions, adulteries, triumphs, defeats…these are the facts.” – Alexander Trocchi
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Jacob Everett is the editor-in-chief and publisher. He is working on a pair of novellas about the Titanic, and a book-length essay about psychogeography and slasher cinema. He believes that by including this in his bio, he will begin working on them.
Rachael Haigh, our director of operations, is originally from Southern California, but now is subletting at Baba Yaga’s house. Her Twitter is @_kitchenknife.
Books editor Jacob Stovall was born in Chicago but raised in Massachusetts and Tennessee. He has recently moved back to Chicago. His work can be found online and in print.
Essays editor Eitan Benzion lives in the desert. He writes fiction but he reads philosophy. He’s on Twitter @natienoizy.
Vincent Gonzalez is our web developer.
Born in a log cabin in 1853, Max Thrax rose from steerhand to gladhand to President. Now he works as managing editor of APOCALYPSE CONFIDENTIAL. His novel God is a Killer is available from APOCALYPSE CONFIDENTIAL PRESS.
Our creative director, Robert Voyvodic, is a digital artist preoccupied with deep politics and the transjective. He does that in Toronto.
Fiction editor Dawson Wohler is a writer from Ohio. Follow him on Twitter @dawsferatu.
Fiction editor Gwen Hilton is a writer in Chicago. Her books can be purchased from Expat Press. Her writing can be read at APOCALYPSE CONFIDENTIAL, Don’t Submit!, Expat Press, Witch Craft Mag and other publications. She believes in fiction.
Tully K is a malcontent living in Portland, OR, where he is editor-at-large. You can find him saying stupid things on Twitter @ripcitythug.