Killer Writing Tip #2: Effectively Digesting Feedback

When I decided to write my first novel, I didn’t know how to do it. I didn’t know if I could do it. It was a massive, incomprehensible project looming over me. I wanted to know, needed to know, if I could do it.

Before anything else, I find the most useful thing to do is to admit that I don’t know everything. I completely, 100 % admitted to myself and anyone who asked that I didn’t know how to write the novel that I so desperately wanted to write. I had no idea where to start. The first ‘chunk’ or set of scenes was the hardest.

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This was fiction. This was ‘make belief’ laced with a high level of realism since I wanted my potential readers (if there were any out there) to get pulled into the fictional homicide investigation I was creating and become invested in the outcome.

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A Modern Mix of Acid, Classic and Metal – WolfMother

My first exposure to WolfMother was during a stint in San Diego. I had time to lounge on the roof top and gorge myself in the wails of the rock gods. Somehow, I came across WolfMother. The track Violence of the Sun had me totally hooked. The lead singer – Andrew – had the rock god voice that I longed for, that I needed to be a happy, full human being. The rough rock vibe pulled me in to the acid rock, classic rock, metal concoction that I couldn’t get enough of.

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Scariest Serial Killers – Episode 2

Welcome, little demons, to episode two of the Scariest Serial Killers.

This feature will take you on a deep dive into some of the evilest minds lurching in the shadows. Serial killers are indeed a unique brand of killer. The extensive research I have done to fuel my old school detective versus serial killer series resulted in a clear identification of a set of traits, or components, that make up the breed of serial killer that I strive to capture.

This month, I’ve chosen a less talked about, yet horrifically sadistic killer — Robert Pickton, the pig farmer that lived in British Columbia. Through the lens of what composes a true serial killer, we will focus on his extensive repertoire, his ability to slip through the cracks, and his sick, twisted doings in his most sadistic fantasy.

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Pickton became the suspect in the largest serial killer investigation in Canada. The total accounts of murder he was charged with kept creeping up, reaching twenty-seven, with another twelve later added. He later admitted to forty-nine accounts to an under-cover police officer. He complained about wanting to make it an even fifty, but he got sloppy and got caught.

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Mental Damnation – An Amazing Dark Fantasy Series

Hello my little demons!

Today I am here to share with you a fantastic Dark Fantasy series that you MUST add to your book shelf.

I am NOT usually a series reader, nor a reader of dark fantasy. Yet, this series absolutely grabbed me and pulled me into it’s dark, tantalizing vortex. I blasted through these books with ease as I was drawn to the characters, their stories, and their struggles.

Why couldn’t I put this series down?

WORLD BUILDING – The author, Konn, has an incredible talent for building imaginative worlds and describing them vividly on the page. I felt like I was there, in these amazing places, navigating along with the characters.

CHARACTERS – I was drawn to the characters, their struggles, their stories, and their emotions. I cared deeply about the main character, Krista, and wanted so much for the lovely reptilian mutation to find her way.

ART – This series is more than a set of books. Each book is a masterpiece of fiction, poetry, and hand drawn art work woven together beautifully. Konn shares his unique talents that he has poured his passion into.

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Story Time – Series 2 Wrap Up

Hello, my little demons.

It’s time to wrap up the second series in story time.

My demon heart is warm with delight after delivering two of story time. Instead of being tucked in by mom or dad, you get a devilishly terrifying bed time story with Demon Julie.

I loved the first series so much, I doubted there could be an equal. Yet, as I plunged into series two, the stories I had hand selected slipped their slippery claws deep into my flesh and grabbed my heart. The thrill of reading them seethed through my veins as strong as the first batch. Oh yes.

Thank you for tuning in, and thank you to the amazing authors that gave me permission to read their terrifying works of art.

If you missed out on the horrific tales that made up series two, you can still get them here.

You might want to mix a stiff cocktail before proceeding. And turn out ALL the lights.

 

Did you like this? Stay tuned for series 3….

Did you miss out on series on? Demon Julie would’t keep it from you…

Story Time – Series 1 Wrap Up

Sexy, Savage, Professional…Slash

When one the best hard rock albums of all time came out, I was but a young, impressionable girl.I was still well behaved back then, for the most part. I had poisoned my mind with light pop such as Celine Dion and Tiffany. I had started to reach my tentacles tentatively into the exciting vibrations of the long haired rockers that were popping up all around me.But until I experienced Appetite, well, I had no idea what real hard rock was.I recall walking into the music store and finding the plastic encased tape that would change my music listening experience forever. I also recall my mother questioning the warning labels of explicit language and other such things. I assured her it was fine. Somehow she went along with it.

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Scariest Serial Killers – Episode One

Welcome, my little demons, to the NEW monthly feature at Killers And Demons. This feature will take you on a deep dive into some of the evilest minds to have scoured the earth.Serial killers are indeed a unique brand of killer. It was my desire to capture the horrifying nature of such a beast in each of my novels. I wanted to write a book that would capture the complexity of the serial killer and display the depth of such a character. Thus, I dug into the real and the terrifying. Inspired by such books and shows as MindHunter, Criminal Minds, and True Detective, I wanted to weave a tale that would have the reader immersed in a homicide investigation driven to examine more than just the clues. I wanted to take the reader on a journey into the psyche and behaviour of the monster behind the murders.After researching dozens of serial killers, it became apparent to me that these creatures all have a similar set of traits, or components.Thus, our first serial killer feature takes a look at Edmund Kemper. Edmund is a main focus on the first season of MindHunter. I watched this first season twice. Both times I was hypnotized by the words coming out of fictional Edmund’s mouth and the way in which he spoke. After digging into the facts of Edmund, I was horrified and stunned at the realization that he did in fact do everything they showed on the TV series version of him, and more.Edmund is one of the scariest serial killers. Why? Today we talk about his fantasy, his ability to blend in, his tortured child hood, and his ability to obtain a clean slate.His fantasy was extremely clear and vivid. He knew exactly what his end goal was as he practiced the act of murder on a series of victims. In the end, the main thorn in his heel was his mother. Locking him up on multiple occasions with the excuse that she thought he would molest his sisters, and reinforcing her brutal opinion that her son was worthless on countless occasions with verbal attacks. He simply wanted to shut her up, and shut her up he did. In the end, she was his final kill. At least that we know of. He beheaded her, sexually violated her head, and tossed her vocal chords in the garburator. He lived out the fantasy he’d been practicing for.He was a sneaky bugger. Pulled over for a tail light issue, he was so charming and relaxed, the police officer sent him happily on his way. Despite the two bodies that were hidden in his trunk. We may never know how many times he slipped under the radar. He blended in so well, he was a favourite amongst the cops down at the neighbourhood pub. They claimed he was a friendly and likeable guy. Yes, blend in he did.Edmund was tortured early on in his life. The physical and verbal abuse aside, he was tortured internally. He loved to play ominous games having his sister help him to pretend to the was being sent to the gas chamber. Cats couldn’t go around him without a horrifying end.When he was sent to live with his grandparents, he killed them. He started with his grandmother, later claiming that he wanted to know what it felt like to kill a person. His grandfather saw the end when Edmund decided he didn’t want grandpa to live without grandma. Was that the truth? Or did he like the kill so much he wanted another? Either way, he ended up calling in dear old mom for help. Despite the admittance, he was only fifteen, and thus he was institutionalized for a time, then released with a clean slate. It could have been his ability to sway the psychological assessments he underwent in the way he wanted them to go. Or at least it appears so.Why would his slate be clean? He was deemed to he the perfect example of rehabilitation. And why would he later be allowed to assist with the assessment of other inmates and the development of tests for fellow criminals?It’s all rather shocking.If this doesn’t chill your bones, then I don’t know what would.Please come back for next month’s feature on the scariest serial killer.If there is a serial killer you would like featured, pop your suggestions in the comments below.

Killer Writing Tip #1

When I started writing fiction, I wanted the words on the page to be good. I wanted readers to connect with the characters and get pulled into the story. It took time and effort for me to learn how to translate the snippets in my brain to well written sentences on the page. One thing I have going for me on my new found path as an author is that I love to learn. Along the way, on my journey one word at a time, I’ve built a tool box. One of my most favorite tools is the thesaurus collection written by the dynamite duo Angela and Becca. This is my personal collection

I’m here to share with you today some exciting news! The release of the newest thesaurus is just around the corner. More information here.

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I blasted through my advanced reader copy in no time and am thrilled to have discovered yet another way of looking at and developing both my characters and my storylines. Yes, just when you think there’s nothing left to learn, these two put a new spin on things. I understand if you are wary of writing tools. Trust me, I stick to what I feel in my gut and I dig into whatever natural talent I have. But, sometimes it helps to learn a new technique, try a new way of thinking about things, and get the brain tingling with ideas.

The reason I love the thesaurus collection so much is that they are easy to digest, well organized and can be used as references to go back to when you are stuck or need to elevate something.

To put the cherry on top, I’ve found these books helpful for any type of story or character, no matter how dark and twisted. After all, I do write about killers and demons.

Give any them of a whirl. I doubt you will be disappointed.

If you like it, stop on by Writers Helping Writers (free!) or One Stop for Writers (subscription).

Stay tuned for tip #2!

Corpse in a Cave

The third body

Hiding in a dark, wet cave

Crouched in a corner

Staring with a single, glassy eye

Peering through a wild tiger’s mane, voluminous and orange

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Legs pressing against tight pleather

Threatening to rip right through

Face thick with layers of cream

Like a papier mache doll

 

The third body, vacant, waiting, in the back of the dark, wet cave

 

For Detective Mahoney to discover the clues

Figure out their bizarre meanings

And piece them together

Creating a trail to a sick monster

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Ode to the Lizard King

There’s something about a good front man that makes my insides tingle. I want a reptile like, tight, scantily clad body slithering up to a microphone, piercing my soul with his haunting eyes, and cloaking me with his deep, dark words. I want to feel like I’m the only one in the audience. Like he’s only singing to me.

The Lizard King has always been one of my favorite front men, despite the fact that I’ve only seen him on screen. His vocals are hypnotizing enough to pull me into the TV, landing me in a prime position, squished against the front of the stage.

He absolutely epitomized the definition of good front man. A poet at heart, he went through the ultimate transformation when he stepped on stage. Like a second skin, he shed his shyness, his trepidation, his old self, to become what the masses needed. Men and women looked to him to lead them to the other side in their acid induced states as he crooned to them of dead toads on the road and the end.

His words were haunting. His presence hypnotizing. His essence sereal. If I could, I would step back on time into one of those jam packed venues and infuse myself into the giant being of a crowd swaying back and forth in time to the delivery of the Liazrd King on stage in all his glory.

He had it all. A tight body. Long curls. Luscious lips. A dark message. A mysterious vibe. He entranced entire audiences, taking them away to another world with his presence alone.

If I am to mention how much I love a good front man, I must mention the Lizard King, eventhough I’ve only met him in my rock ‘n roll dreams.