where is my head?

Well I have been keeping busy, hanging out with friends, working, D.J.ing, playing Scrabulious on facebook, drinking and reading. I have been kinda working on something I have not worked on in some time. I have an Idea for a short story running around in my head. I think this is a winner. Not a flight of fancy but a real Harsh horror tale. I have the premise, I kinda have an ending, I have motive and I have one grizzly death to write. All I will give you right now is the title "Jersey Devil" I hope to have it done by summers end I am thinking of 200 pages. who knows if I will finish it, it could sit in the either like "horseman." Granted Horseman was to be a graphic novel that I never found an artist for, but that's still an excuse. well that's what I have been working on. wish me luck, and beware sewer plates they can kill ya!

for Valentines day.

To the one true God above:here is my prayer -
not the first you've heard, but the first I wrote.(not the first, but the others were a long time ago).
There are two people here, and I want you to kill them.
Her - she can go quietly, by disease or a blowto the base of her neck, where her necklaces close,where her garments come together,where I used to lay my face...That's where you oughta kill her,in that particular place.
Him - just fucking kill him, I don't care if it hurts.Yes I do, I want it to,fucking kill him but firstmake him cry like a woman,(no particular woman),
let him hold out, hold back (someone or other might come and fucking kill him).
Fucking kill him.Kill him already, kill him.Fucking kill him, fucking kill him,Kill him already, kill him,Just fucking kill him!
-Shellac.