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December 21, 2016
manuscript located
whew! Found it. Not sure what the problem was, probably the fact that i am stoned out of my mind on marijuana all the time & thus a bit disorganized.
It looks like BRAWL AT THE POETS CAFE will be released sometime next yr.
Sorry for the delay. I hope you all have a safe and happy holiday season.
Cheers!
It looks like BRAWL AT THE POETS CAFE will be released sometime next yr.
Sorry for the delay. I hope you all have a safe and happy holiday season.
Cheers!
December 19, 2016
uh oh
I seem to have lost the manuscript to my latest book of poems. Shit. If it doesn't turn up, that's it for me, as far as writing poetry goes. There won't be any more, ever. I hope it turns up. Who fucking knows what happened to it? Not me. Ah, fuck the world.
December 12, 2016
Congratulations to the winner of my free giveaway.
The lucky winner will be receiving their copy of Revolt of The Chupacabras this week. I will be giving away more free books very soon, so stay tuned.
November 23, 2016
November 11, 2016
Leonard Cohen RIP
Leonard Cohen has shuffled off this mortal coil at the age of 82. He was the first poet to really impress me and make me want to write poetry of my own. I owe a huge debt of gratitude to Patty Schemel for first showing me his work back in 1986.
It was poems like this one that made me fall in love with Leonard Cohen:
I wonder how many people
in this city live in furnished rooms
late at night when I look out
at the buildings
I swear I see a face
in every window
looking back at me
and when I turn away
I wonder how many go back
to their desk
and write this down
It was poems like this one that made me fall in love with Leonard Cohen:
I wonder how many people
in this city live in furnished rooms
late at night when I look out
at the buildings
I swear I see a face
in every window
looking back at me
and when I turn away
I wonder how many go back
to their desk
and write this down
November 3, 2016
Free Giveaway for Revolt Of The Chupacabras
Enter now to win a free copy of the second book in my chupacabra chronicles series, Revolt Of The Chupacabras
https://www.goodreads.com/giveaway/sh...
When their plane crashes in the remote jungles of southern Mexico, Joe Gifford and his gang of professional chupacabra hunters are held prisoner by Gustavo Ramirez, an insane Mexican drug lord with an unnatural fascination for Ancient Rome. On the grounds of his lavish hacienda, he forces our heroes to engage in gladiatorial combat. The losers die by the sword in the arena. The winners are spared to fight an even more dangerous foe: captured chupacabras! Can Joe and his crew escape from the clutches of this evil madman before it is too late?
https://www.goodreads.com/giveaway/sh...
When their plane crashes in the remote jungles of southern Mexico, Joe Gifford and his gang of professional chupacabra hunters are held prisoner by Gustavo Ramirez, an insane Mexican drug lord with an unnatural fascination for Ancient Rome. On the grounds of his lavish hacienda, he forces our heroes to engage in gladiatorial combat. The losers die by the sword in the arena. The winners are spared to fight an even more dangerous foe: captured chupacabras! Can Joe and his crew escape from the clutches of this evil madman before it is too late?
October 30, 2016
Mystery of the Chupacabra
The chupacabra. What is it? The name, coined by Puerto Rican comedian Silverio Perez, means “goatsucker” in Spanish, and comes from the animal’s reported habit of drinking the blood of livestock—especially goats. The first reports of the mysterious creature came from Puerto Rico in 1995 when eight sheep were discovered dead, with three puncture wounds in the chest, and completely drained of blood. At first, a Satanic cult was suspected, but soon the first eyewitness reports appeared, which described a strange animal, some sort of lizard-like beast, about the size of a small bear, with sharp, glowing quills on its back and large, round eyes. The beast was said to be able to hop like a kangaroo, suck blood like a bat, and was reported to emit a strange, piercing cry.
As a youngster growing up in the 1970s, I was enthralled by the numerous Bigfoot sightings that occurred in my home state of Washington and other parts of the Pacific Northwest. The idea that some unknown animal could be lurking in the wild spaces perched on the edge of civilization tickled my imagination in all the right ways. Because of my love of horror and sci fi, I have always been fascinated by monsters, and the chupacabra sounded right up my alley. Doing a bit of research, I discovered some cases from the past that were eerily similar to the infamous goatsucker.
In New Orleans there is a popular lover’s lane known as “Grunch Road” after several reports of a lizard-like beast haunting the vicinity and frightening horny teenagers appeared in the local press in the 1940s and ‘50s. And then there is a case which sounds almost exactly like a chupacabra: the dreaded “Vampire of Moca”. This unknown fiend kicked off its killing spree in February 1975, in the town of Moca, in Puerto Rico, where it took the lives of a number of animals in a grisly manner. Fifteen cows, three goats, two geese and a pig were found dead with bizarre perforations on their hides. Autopsies showed that the animals had been bled dry, as if consumed by some predator. After six months, and the deaths of over 150 farm animals, the mysterious “Vampire of Moca” vanished into history and obscurity.
Or did it?
Almost exactly twenty years later, the chupacabra appeared, and the Puerto Rican press once again began to report sightings of a strange beast that preyed upon livestock. Some people on the island believe that chupacabras are a genetic bio-experiment which escaped from a secret laboratory (The US military has had a large presence across Puerto Rico since the 1930's, with bases on the island used as Research and Development facilities for a number of classified projects). Others speculate that the creature is an escaped pet of alien visitors that wandered off while its master was visiting Earth. How’s that for a far-out theory? The chupacabra does have a slight resemblance to the Grey aliens, which could mean that they are somehow genetically related, a wonderfully tantalizing theory.
For reasons too complicated to explain here, I ended up in prison from June 1996 to March 2003 for armed robbery (yeah, I was a crazy sumbitch, back then). As you might imagine, I had a lot of time on my hands. I was already a writer when I went down, so I tried to use my excess of time wisely and write as much as I could during those seven years. I’d always wanted to write something about the chupacabra, as they seemed heaven sent, as far as “rule of cool” goes: some kind of lizard monster that drinks blood? As a creature-feature fan from earliest childhood, I was all over it.
But I couldn’t get a handle on how to shape the story. At first I thought of that old British sci-fi movie “Island Of Terror”, and I remembered the first scene with the constable finding a body with its bones sucked out. Maybe I could set my chupacabra story on a small island off the coast of Mexico…first scene would be some guy finding his livestock drained of blood…and we go from there? Hmmm. I put the idea in the back of my mind and went on with my life, such as it was.
Years passed. Then, one day in 2002, while I was walking the yard with another inmate (who, for legal reasons, shall remain nameless) it all clicked into place. The nameless inmate was telling me a story of almost getting busted at the Mexican border with a car full of illegal weapons and the anecdote was told with such flair that I immediately saw it as the opening scene in my chupacabra book. Two brothers, Americans, one of them an ex-soldier, smuggling guns into Mexico… and they get attacked by chupacabras. Story starts out with the tense scene at the border and we go from there. I wrote it as a screenplay first and, like I always do, I finished it, put it away, forgot about it, and moved on to the next thing.
Flash forward ten years. I was now a free man, with a few poetry books under my belt, and I wanted to work on my prose skills. I rummaged around in my papers and found the chupacabra script. I had such fun turning it into the novella “Attack of the Chupacabras” (included in the book Fury of the Chupacabras) that I ended up writing four novels and creating a whole series, which I’ve dubbed the “Chupacabra Chronicles”. The books started out as simple survival-horror situations but they quickly became a series of action-conspiracy-monster-mystery-adventure-sci-fi-horror books. I tried to fill the series with everything I like: action, tension, suspense, dark humor, and all of the most outlandish conspiracy theories I came across during my many hours of research on the internet.
I am grateful that Necro is crazy enough to publish these chupacabra books, one volume in the continuing saga of the chupacabra chronicles every six months for the next two years, with perhaps more after that. I had an absolute blast writing them. Now the pleasure is all yours. Have fun.
As a youngster growing up in the 1970s, I was enthralled by the numerous Bigfoot sightings that occurred in my home state of Washington and other parts of the Pacific Northwest. The idea that some unknown animal could be lurking in the wild spaces perched on the edge of civilization tickled my imagination in all the right ways. Because of my love of horror and sci fi, I have always been fascinated by monsters, and the chupacabra sounded right up my alley. Doing a bit of research, I discovered some cases from the past that were eerily similar to the infamous goatsucker.
In New Orleans there is a popular lover’s lane known as “Grunch Road” after several reports of a lizard-like beast haunting the vicinity and frightening horny teenagers appeared in the local press in the 1940s and ‘50s. And then there is a case which sounds almost exactly like a chupacabra: the dreaded “Vampire of Moca”. This unknown fiend kicked off its killing spree in February 1975, in the town of Moca, in Puerto Rico, where it took the lives of a number of animals in a grisly manner. Fifteen cows, three goats, two geese and a pig were found dead with bizarre perforations on their hides. Autopsies showed that the animals had been bled dry, as if consumed by some predator. After six months, and the deaths of over 150 farm animals, the mysterious “Vampire of Moca” vanished into history and obscurity.
Or did it?
Almost exactly twenty years later, the chupacabra appeared, and the Puerto Rican press once again began to report sightings of a strange beast that preyed upon livestock. Some people on the island believe that chupacabras are a genetic bio-experiment which escaped from a secret laboratory (The US military has had a large presence across Puerto Rico since the 1930's, with bases on the island used as Research and Development facilities for a number of classified projects). Others speculate that the creature is an escaped pet of alien visitors that wandered off while its master was visiting Earth. How’s that for a far-out theory? The chupacabra does have a slight resemblance to the Grey aliens, which could mean that they are somehow genetically related, a wonderfully tantalizing theory.
For reasons too complicated to explain here, I ended up in prison from June 1996 to March 2003 for armed robbery (yeah, I was a crazy sumbitch, back then). As you might imagine, I had a lot of time on my hands. I was already a writer when I went down, so I tried to use my excess of time wisely and write as much as I could during those seven years. I’d always wanted to write something about the chupacabra, as they seemed heaven sent, as far as “rule of cool” goes: some kind of lizard monster that drinks blood? As a creature-feature fan from earliest childhood, I was all over it.
But I couldn’t get a handle on how to shape the story. At first I thought of that old British sci-fi movie “Island Of Terror”, and I remembered the first scene with the constable finding a body with its bones sucked out. Maybe I could set my chupacabra story on a small island off the coast of Mexico…first scene would be some guy finding his livestock drained of blood…and we go from there? Hmmm. I put the idea in the back of my mind and went on with my life, such as it was.
Years passed. Then, one day in 2002, while I was walking the yard with another inmate (who, for legal reasons, shall remain nameless) it all clicked into place. The nameless inmate was telling me a story of almost getting busted at the Mexican border with a car full of illegal weapons and the anecdote was told with such flair that I immediately saw it as the opening scene in my chupacabra book. Two brothers, Americans, one of them an ex-soldier, smuggling guns into Mexico… and they get attacked by chupacabras. Story starts out with the tense scene at the border and we go from there. I wrote it as a screenplay first and, like I always do, I finished it, put it away, forgot about it, and moved on to the next thing.
Flash forward ten years. I was now a free man, with a few poetry books under my belt, and I wanted to work on my prose skills. I rummaged around in my papers and found the chupacabra script. I had such fun turning it into the novella “Attack of the Chupacabras” (included in the book Fury of the Chupacabras) that I ended up writing four novels and creating a whole series, which I’ve dubbed the “Chupacabra Chronicles”. The books started out as simple survival-horror situations but they quickly became a series of action-conspiracy-monster-mystery-adventure-sci-fi-horror books. I tried to fill the series with everything I like: action, tension, suspense, dark humor, and all of the most outlandish conspiracy theories I came across during my many hours of research on the internet.
I am grateful that Necro is crazy enough to publish these chupacabra books, one volume in the continuing saga of the chupacabra chronicles every six months for the next two years, with perhaps more after that. I had an absolute blast writing them. Now the pleasure is all yours. Have fun.
October 26, 2016
Free Giveaway for Revolt Of The Chupacabras
Enter now to win a free copy of the second book in my chupacabra chronicles series, Revolt Of The Chupacabras
When their plane crashes in the remote jungles of southern Mexico, Joe Gifford and his gang of professional chupacabra hunters are held prisoner by Gustavo Ramirez, an insane Mexican drug lord with an unnatural fascination for Ancient Rome. On the grounds of his lavish hacienda, he forces our heroes to engage in gladiatorial combat. The losers die by the sword in the arena. The winners are spared to fight an even more dangerous foe: captured chupacabras! Can Joe and his crew escape from the clutches of this evil madman before it is too late?
https://www.goodreads.com/giveaway/sh...
When their plane crashes in the remote jungles of southern Mexico, Joe Gifford and his gang of professional chupacabra hunters are held prisoner by Gustavo Ramirez, an insane Mexican drug lord with an unnatural fascination for Ancient Rome. On the grounds of his lavish hacienda, he forces our heroes to engage in gladiatorial combat. The losers die by the sword in the arena. The winners are spared to fight an even more dangerous foe: captured chupacabras! Can Joe and his crew escape from the clutches of this evil madman before it is too late?
https://www.goodreads.com/giveaway/sh...
October 19, 2016
just wrote this ten minutes ago
Maggie
maggie is still
in motion
but she has settled
on a job:
bon vivant
it suits her
to perfection
maggie is still
in motion
but she has settled
on a job:
bon vivant
it suits her
to perfection
October 17, 2016
how about another poem?
good old ma
May 1990
at the Seattle International Film Festival
i went to see Henry: Portrait of a Serial Killer
with my mother
and when it was over
as the shell-shocked audience walked out
in pensive, stunned silence
my mother turned to me and said, much too loud,
“There wasn’t enough gore!”
May 1990
at the Seattle International Film Festival
i went to see Henry: Portrait of a Serial Killer
with my mother
and when it was over
as the shell-shocked audience walked out
in pensive, stunned silence
my mother turned to me and said, much too loud,
“There wasn’t enough gore!”
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