The Corners might be untamed jungles, or barren wastelands; you never know quite what you’re going to get.
To a point, I want Clunkline to be a cohesive whole, with a similar, overarching sense of humor. That extends to the Front Page and all original content generated specifically for Clunkline that I edit. But I also want it to be a writers’ haven, where there can be a place they can write essentially whatever the hell they like. The Corners allow me to give my writers a little more freedom from me.
I created the Corners in part as a way for writers to experiment with the especially daring, the very edgy, the stuff even I’m too scared to do. This is how pioneering is done: trial and error. There will be errors. I don’t care. It’s worth a few offended people for a few brilliant articles. If you don’t like this website, you can always just fuck off. :)
But there’s a nice side to all things. The Corners are also a place for contributors to post material that’s not completely the usual Clunkline fare, but that might amuse on some level. Different material, unusual takes on things, bold experiments possibly doomed to failure. While the Front Page has certain standards in terms of quality and sense of humor, I’m proud to say that the Corners have none. Here, writers can post whatever they want without it reflecting on the rest of Clunkline. It’s their own personal soapbox, and they can fill it up with whatever boiled animal fat they like.