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Writing...a blessing, a curse, and an obsession. If I never ran out of words, life would forever be worth the immortality.
I have been writing since the tender, impressionable age of 12. And I'm still writing... 12 years later. When i was 12 I read this book about this prostitute named Patti, yeah... weird... It was mildly gritty. She ran away from home and got addicted to drugs. I thought it was the coolest book ever for some very strange reason. I guess because I would never do it, but enjoyed learning that this kind of reality was out there because my parents very much sheltered me from everything, and I truely was oblivious to everything. But kids will find out one way or another. But i kept thinking while reading the book if i would have written this i would have done this, so I wanted to write my own seedy story. I saw characters and heard their dialogues, and I wanted to make that real. To show people what I can see, the talent in my brain. There is no excuse for boredom. When you have a working mind, put it to work, create worlds, dark worlds, happy worlds, sad worlds, whatever you want. In the words of that dumb bitch Ivana Trump, "I like fiction. You can make up anything." Idiots... Obviously I went into a more graphic field. So I just started writing some crazy shit and kinda never stopped. 12 years later. Now I feel that my writing has come a long, sometimes exhausting, way. Unlike that sheltered kid I was, I have seen the evils of man. They say experience helps a writer, so I've had tons of experience with how death affects people, how drugs affect people, and even how running away affects people. I have lived a life, and yes, I am highly aware it could be so much worse, and that's what my writing reminds me everytime I write another "effed up" story. So yeah, writing is really important to me, my best friend, and most time consuming enemy, probably even my obsession. But most of the time I feel it's a lost cause to jab at fame, although i would love nothing more than to see my story Suffer the Children as a movie, maybe a little toned down with the sexual violence, But definately a bloody graphic movie.
So if you are highly offended by violence, death, drug use, this is not the place to be because it is abundant. I think actual violence is very sad and wrong on a "whole nubba level." But violence is a reality. So face it, and lose your fear.
STORY SUMMERIES:
The Saint Parrish Chapters: Suffer the Children
Kody Angeloro: The sadist known for his brutal crimes, the murder of over twenty young girls. He enjoys keeping journals, photography, long moonlit walks through Whispering Pines Cemetery, and drugs. His dislikes are his pedophile father, bi-polar/schizoid mother, any "bitch" who doesn't fight back, any "bitch" who does fight back. Any "bitch."
Julian Angeloro: Kody's teenage son. Murder suspect in the death of his teenage girlfriend, Anya. He claims he is innocent, and begs for a pretty psychologists help to free him. He enjoys solitude, silence, and being out of his grandfather's house. His dislikes are Joshua Watkinson, Kody's pedophile father, people who look down on him because of his father's sins, and prison.
Micah Angeloro: Kody's daughter. A teenage seductress who captures the eye of a certain young man. Someone who she is becoming dangerously fond of. She enjoys partying, sneaking out, and rough sex. Her dislikes are Kody's pedophile father, anyone who tries to hurt her brother, and not getting her way.
Joshua Watkinson: Eighteen. Robin's son. A careless, dope smoking boy that you could never tell grew up in the posh suberbs of Saint Parrish. His rebellious heart has found something new to burn for. His likes are Micah, drugs, and his bedroom. Dislikes include but are not limited to Julian, his Mom's job, not having a Dad, and dancing.
Robin Watkinson: Psychologist for the criminally insane. Stumbles upon a chance of a lifetime and quickly grabs it. Already having written a True Crime story about Kody Angeloro, AKA "The Saint Parrish Killer," and after his death, "The Gravedigger," she's desperate to know more. Freeing Julian becomes her obsession when Micah tells her what really happened the night Anya died. Getting Julian to admit was another thing. But when he's finally released so are the secrets from the past. And Robin begins to wonder if anything is as it seems.
The Saint Parish Chapters: In Dreams and Shadows
Mina Seracuse, a 16 year old run away, finds herself on the gothic and harsh winter streets of Saint Parrish. It was a town where bad things happened quite often. Urban Myths claimed that the historical town was cursed, and not many disputed the legends. Out of a last resort, and determined to survive, she takes a job at a local bar. What she thought was at least a safe haven from starving and freezing to death on the cruel winter streets is becoming more dangerous than she’d ever imagined.
But there was another evil, lurking in the shadows the night her life took a drastic turn for the worse. She met a monster that night on that dark frightening street. Left for dead she barely escapes the hands of a madman, but only to find herself in a literal dungeon of horrors. Everything she ever feared she met face-to-face when she met Chris. After months of seeing nothing but the dungeon walls, she narrowly and miraculously escapes the hands of who could easily be the devil himself. Mina finds herself in the gentle embrace and protection of an unlikely love. Someone painfully familiar. Caleb Benedetti.
Caleb was an old soul - calm, collective, and the answer to Mina’s prayers. But the wonderful man that vowed revenge against his own monster in his past –a past he couldn’t shake off is being haunted by nightmares that leaves him believing they hold some hidden meaning that may be clues to Morgan, his ex - fiancé’s untimely death.
The truth is becoming clearer and more frightening than ever as a person from his past enters into his world again, after fifteen years of silence to end him, through hell or high water Caleb vows revenge from an old secret that mustn’t be known. An old secret that must die. Someone or something is determined not to let Mina and Caleb’s twisted fairy tale end happily ever after. Will Caleb be able to save her or will the evil overtake them both?
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