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LUSTMORD: Anatomy of a Serial Butcher / Book Two (of Two)His victims' agony is still his sadistic ecstasy in this spine-tingling conclusion! The bodies are piling up, but in Bishop Cecil O. Biggs's twisted mind, the body count is still lacking. Even with all the victims dangling from meat hooks in his basement and cadavers rotting in his lair of carnal depravity, the Sinister Minister's craving for blood and human flesh remains unquenched. Desperate...

Nobody rides for free.Not even a talented opera singer . . .My initial encounter with the diva had been on a Hollywood Blvd bus in the mid-70s. I was sitting in the middle somewhere on my way to another nothing job interview that I doubted I had a chance to land. Nam vet, you see. With a case of PTSD.She had boarded and claimed the bench seat across from the driver. Next thing we knew, she was squatting. . . . Well, let's just say the air suddenly...

Out of the frying pan, into the fire. . .From bad to worse . . . Is this the situation Chance "Cash" Register finds himself in?It soon becomes evident: he'd left the backbreaking factory job for a position as shipping clerk in a smut warehouse––that was closer to being stuck in a lunatic asylum, as opposed to an easier way to pick up a paycheck. It's 8-to-4. Monday-through-Friday. Forty mentally-taxing hours a week. In a bug bin. The job itself...

Last Tango in the Old Pueblo Some insane lunacy is taking place at the New Pueblo Funeral Home & Chapel. Drifter Ray Zook is about to regret he ever set foot in Tucson, let alone allow himself to get hired on as the night man, answering the phone & hauling decedents. Pushin' da Pushbroom Just what it says: working another McJob pushing a broom in a Tucson warehouse the size of a couple of football fields. It also goes into my two close encounters...

Who knew the minister next door was also a sadistic predator?Cecil Biggs is not your average man of the cloth. By day, he appears to be a hard working preacher, but once night descends upon the quiet Southern California neighborhood where Biggs resides, his darker self emerges. Living a double life as a sex fiend and brutal murderer, he enjoys luring innocent victims into his basement lair by any means possible.Converting an old house into a church,...

Chance "Cash" Register is a cranky, reclusive, unemployed author who's down on his luck. And with a dwindling bank account, Cash has limited ways to support himself. Stuck with no other choice but to look for work, Cash hops onto his trusty bike and pedals around Tucson in the summer heat searching for a dreaded 9 to 5 job, but not having much luck. After being repeatedly rejected by those unrelatable, non-creative types, Cash encounters a series...

–– You're Gonna Have Trouble ––My favorite books to read have usually been "novels" without plot, classic tomes like Tom Kromer's Waiting for Nothing, Jack Black's You Can't Win, Hamsun's Hunger, Bukowski's Post Office, et al. I could go on. You get it. These tales are not plot-driven, instead they are about things that actually matter (and, frankly, should matter more than they do to readers in general), like being able to feed the belly...

Calder, reclusive by nature, gives his color TV set away (to break free of his addiction to it). In an effort to fill the void in his humble digs he decides to pick up a parrot at the local pet store. Instead of the bonding that he was receptive to and expected to take place, this bird-lover's life is turned into a certified nightmare. Following a month's worth of assaults by this evil freaking "lovebird," he takes it back to the shop. But then inexplicably...