Duncan’s Diary (Birth of a Serial Killer)

My infamous book is due back to me this week after final editing. I would be lying if I didn’t say my excitement was growing with each passing day. Granted I am self publishing but still it is my first attempt at a book and to have a bound copy of my writing will be an achievement even if I had to pay somebody to bind it. I don’t have lofty expectations but my anticipation is rising as I get more in tune with my literary skills every day.

If you want to see a snapshot of the book the prelude is over in the short story section. I often tell people that my inspirational motivation for writing started from Match.com. In the midst of finalizing my separation with my ex-wife I inevitably started the dating process and as with most men who haven’t dated in a while floundered with the process of how things worked in the beginning. I tried the internet dating services (which in the end I didn’t like) and not gravitating toward the process naturally I moved on to other things.

While I was in the midst of the cyber connecting dilemma I started writing a specific girl and for some reason, even though she didn’t respond, I wrote her on several occasions. At one point it turned into a dear diary scenario but I was hitting a send button at the end. I kept the one way correspondence reading them the other day and laughed at the pathetic attempts to interact with somebody I didn’t know. It was more self reflection than anything but in the end started me down a path of writing which I am now thoroughly enjoying and eventually has led to me writing a book.

Who would have thought that I had a book inside this simplistic head of mine? As most of you know who read my blog, I can’t spell, I type at a speed where my words get jumbled at times and I am grammatically challenged. None of that mattered in the end as I enjoyed what I was doing and now I can’t stop the process. I don’t feel complete unless I have written something several times a day. The book will be coming out in a few weeks. I still have to go through proofing, the cover layout, pictures, etc. etc., but getting through editing is a major milestone.

I should know in a week if it passes the Editor’s Choice award and winning any award will be huge for myself satisfaction. If it doesn’t then I guess the hell with them. What do they know right? 

If you are interested in reading about a tortured pathetic middle class man who snaps at one point and begins the torturous adventure of becoming a serial killer then this book is for you. It is a little graphic and there is sexual content as well so it is not for the faint of heart. Most of the book deals on the psychological aspect of what Duncan is going through during this transformation. He wasn’t born with a predisposition for killing but the events of his existence have led him to becoming somebody who no longer values the life of others to the extent we all should.

Anyway, I don’t want to give away any surprises. Read the prelude and see what you think.

Book to come out in a few weeks.

Isabel Lucas, Megan Fox and Emma Watson

What do the three women have in common? Well if I have to spell it out to you then your head is stuck so far up your ass that it might not ever come out. Let me give you a hint. They all like young boys but well, so does Michael Jackson. I guess that is not much of a clue. None of them are the governor of Alaska or the former governor of Alaska or whatever it is that continues to keep Sarah Palin in the news. I am a republican and she drives me insane. It is embarrassing that she was the VP candidate of the republican party. Can somebody give me a hint as to what in the hell she has ever accomplished in her life.

None of them have ever slept with Lance Armstrong. He is the new poster boy for steroids. He still seems smaller than Barry Bonds but one should never talk about the size of other men in public. That should be kept in the closet. OK, shut up you finger pointing frothy liberals. I write stuff about everyone on this blog. I don’t care who is in the closet and who is terrorizing South Carolina. Well, wait a minute. I did care who is terrorizing South Carolina but he seems to now be dead. I find it odd how he was mysteriously shot down. Did he really do anything wrong? Do we know for a fact that he was the serial killer? Just because the bullets in his gun matched the bullets in the victims and he was a repeat crime offender? Does that prove anything?

I would remember a famous quote, “I did not have sex with that woman”. Who was that anyway? Damn, I regress again. Ok, what do Isabel, Megan and Emma have in common? They are all women. How about that. While that is true, but it wasn’t the answer I was going for. Debbie Row was a woman. Michael Jackson might have been a woman. We don’t know for sure. OK, you get one final clue and then I am going to stop this senseless blog and move on. Sahel Kazemi was a woman and look what she did to Steve McNair. Shot him how many times? That just isn’t right. What had Steve ever done to her? Well, we can probably guess what he did to her but that doesn’t mean that she should shoot the guy.

Go out and get some illegal drugs and inject him like a good doctor should. Sorry to all those Michael fans. I enjoyed his brilliance as much as anyone but at some point let the man rest in peace. He was as troubled as Brooke Shields is old and we should allow him the rest that he deserves. I mean come on. We all love Brooke but the Blue Lagoon lost its popularity a long time ago. There are only so many brothers out there in the world that she can sleep with. Ok, for the finale. If you have not guessed it yet. Here it goes.

Isabel, Megan and Emma have one glaring thing in common. I blog about them needlessly just so I can show their pictures. Ok, you have to believe that was it. It isn’t like they were all wet today. That was just Emma. She got rained on at the premier of the new sexual Potter movie. OMG, you weren’t thinking anything else were you. You people are really a sick and twisted bunch of pathetic perverts.

hahahah, I crack myself up. How many people actually read this far? If you did and skipped the pictures then you deserve the dogged pathetic life that you have been inflicted with. I mean thanks. I appreciate you taking the time. Jesus, take a joke already.

It isn’t like they are all Catholic. If they were they would all be married, drunk and pregnant by now.

Sex, Love and Death

Hey, that is not the saying I remember. Whatever happened to Sex, Love and Rock and Roll? Did the death of Michael Jackson stun the world into mixing up the word choice or is the disgusting turn of the Harry Potter series into the Sexual Potter series thwarting our sense of reality. Don’t get me wrong. As I have previously pointed out Emma Watson is looking hot at 19 but it just seems wrong to write the words Emma Watson and hot in the same sentence. It reminds me of when Alyssa Milano first grew up and flashed some racy scenes in one of her movies trying to shed her little girl image. Just give it time Emma; life will catch up to you soon enough.

While Emma apparently felt it was disgusting doing her in scene make-out session saying it made her feel incestual some love issues go one step further. Just ask Steve Mcnair who was apparently shot to death by his lover, Sahel Kazemi who then shot herself. Maybe he had enough Indian food and was ready to get Chinese takeout. I guess we will never know but damn wasn’t the guy only 36 or something. Seems so young and final to get shot for partaking of a little roti bread. Ah, I really am getting sadistic in my old age. At least you can read about it on the famous TMZ website. For a while there I thought it had turned into the Michael only website. Who would have thought the initials stood for Totally Michael Zoomology? I think they might be losing sight of reality.

If you want a little dose of reality go to Fort Worth Texas. Not only do the police go to bars looking for drunk people. At least you can’t say they are stupid. If you are looking for assholes that are drunk you are most likely going to find them in a bar. They picked a gay bar “Rainbow Lounge” and commenced to beating them up. I don’t get it. If you have an issue against gay people (not that there’s anything wrong with that) why go to a gay bar to begin with. Maybe the underlying problem here is that several of the Fort Worth police force are still in the closet and when the felt a stirring in the other regions they couldn’t come to grips with their feelings and lashed out in anger.

Get it. The police couldn’t come to GRIPS with their feelings. Maybe if they would have just used their hands for pleasure instead of anger the night would have been like a reunion of the Village People. Can’t we all just get along? Really, I am asking.

So what do Megan Fox and Isabel Lucas have to do with all of the above you might ask? Jesus Christ, nothing. I just love posting their pictures so I throw them into any article I can lately. Just shut the hell up and enjoy. If you want to whine about it all day then quit reading the damn blog. If you are having trouble quitting ask Sarah Palin how it works. She is stepping down from her post as Mayor of the Alaskan oil pipeline and moving on to national politics. Can we possibly assume that McCain was having sex with her and was forced to thrust her into the limelight? I hope he gets his just reward for inflicting our good nation with Palin.

Isn’t there a good allergy medicine we can take to rid ourselves of her once and for all? Hmmmm, wait a minute that is pollen. Well shit close enough.

David Carridean, Hanging Photo (Graphic)

It is sad in our deaths how exploitation for publicity infiltrates our society. We are consumed with the oddity of life, the fetishes, the break from the normal and anything that is unexplainable. As we sit in our suburban homes with our 2 kids a dog and a fence we scour the internet for anything that might be freakishly different or out of the ordinary.

David Carradine will always be remembered by me as the monk wondering the world helping the victims. Not as the saddened sexually fixated portrayal that is circulating the internet. I feel for his family and wish them the best. In the end if this is who David Carridine really was then let him be. He made his choices, took his chances and lived the life that he picked.

It might not be for all of us but we all seem to be consumed with it none-the-less.

If you want to read a deranged short story on stalking click on the right upper corner “Cheerleaders (Amber)”.

CheerLeaders

Do you like being a little freaked out? Do you like Cheerleaders? If you answer yes to both of these questions and you can handle a disturbing story click on the link to the right under PAGES “short stories” titled “Cheerleaders (Amber)” and hold on.

Don’t say that I didn’t warn you.