The subject of whether or not women can write horror still raises its head from time to time (surely it should be long buried now, given the plethora of amazing female horror authors past and present) but what about the act of committing it? I don’t mean the crime of passion, the revenge killing, the impulsive, pushed over the edge, ‘moment of madness’ murder. The type of murder to which I am referring is the cold, calculated, carefully planned and systematic serial murder. The type more readily associated with…well, historically at least…men.