gigolo

sorry for the delay in posting, but i have been on a self-imposed sequestration. sure, i fancy myself a renaissance squirrel. a squirrel of many letters. and one of those talents is definitely the pen and prose. So, imagine my disgust as yet another "writer" makes a million bucks (it was in the newspaper yesterday) writing about vampires, trolls, or werewolves. hey, I don't blame the writer. I blame readers, you idiots out there who read the shite. so, true to my banner - a three part series is in your future, because all of these stories drag out in trilogies. It will have a vampire or vampire-like protagonist/antagonist, and some unrequited love, and i'll probably throw in some witches, trolls, werewolves and maybe a leprechaun, except the only chick i know whoever dug leprechauns was my grandmother...shout out to you grandpa, you little Irish butt-gas. anyway, I know in order to sell a book these days, you have to appeal to the LCHD (lowest common half-literate denominator), and i want my million bucks, I want my house back, i want my pool back, i want my Chagall back...part 1 with some ridiculously good-looking, blood-sucking, soul-challenged, self-tortured moron(s)... soon. give the idiots what they want, i am saying. i will post it for free, but when it gets made into a movie, I want my money.