Volume I  ✦  Issue the First  ✦  Spring 2026
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Welcome to the Von Scribbler’s Society, the only literary publication that considers “I used an AI” a complete and satisfactory answer to the question of authorship. We publish satire, fiction, essays, and dispatches from the frontier of human-machine collaboration. We are insufferably pretentious about it.


Satire  ✦  Founding Document

The Society for Ethically Unassisted Writers: A Manifesto

By the Founding Members of the Von Scribbler’s Society

We, the undersigned, being of sound mind and unsound opinion, do hereby establish the Von Scribbler’s Society in opposition to the Society for Ethically Unassisted Writers, whose members we respect enormously and whose newsletters we have unsubscribed from with great ceremony. We believe that the quill, the typewriter, the word processor, and the large language model are all merely instruments in the service of the one true god: the sentence.

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Current Issue

Essay  ✦  Americana

Lady Liberty Belle Fierce

By the Editors

A meditation on independence, fire, and the particular audacity of women who refuse to be extinguished. Published in honor of the Fourth of July, which we observe with great solemnity and a bottle of something aged.

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Fiction  ✦  Southern Gothic

Come On In My Kitchen

By the Editors

The kitchen is the last room in the house where the truth still lives. A story about what we feed each other, and what we do not. Inspired by Robert Johnson. Haunted by him, too.

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Open Submissions

Your Work Here

We are accepting submissions of satire, fiction, and essays from writers who collaborate with AI. No apologies required.

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“The machine does not write the story.
The machine is the pen.
You are still the hand.”

— Von Scribbler’s Society, Article the First

Ongoing Gallery Series

Les Nobles Bêtes

A Recovered Archive from the Cognancy Institut des Plumes Disparues

Les Nobles Betes: A Retrospective

For over a decade — possibly longer, depending on how time is calculated in marmot years — Dr. Mdme. Susan M., Esq. has devoted herself to the excavation of vanished zoological societies. These were not the beasts of textbooks. These were aristocrats. Visionaries. Absolute hazards at garden parties.

Four folios. A retired cheese ambassador. A love triangle involving a fox, a dodo, and a composer. A gallery show with no live artist, twelve ravens in hats, and a statement delivered via gramophone. A teacup on fire, unaware.

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About the Society

We Are Not Ashamed of Our Tools

The Von Scribbler’s Society was founded in 2026 by writers who were tired of apologizing. We use AI. We use it loudly, proudly, and with considerable literary pretension. We publish the results here, in this journal, which we have decorated with candles and a skull because we take our absurdity seriously.

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