Over at Pendorwright, I've posted a rather long article about the recent conviction of Karen Fletcher, AKA "Red Rose," in the very first "obscene works of fiction" prosecution since 1973. Fletcher's work was undeniably vile, but it was still fiction, and her convinction and sentencing should send a chill through any creative writer no matter how far his or her efforts are from Fletcher's own twisted imaginings.
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