Sexy Mothers Do Exist
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Friday, April 18, 2003

The Best Therapy

 

I recently had the unfortunate experience of having my former boss rear his fetid, in desperate need of a lobotomy head into my life again.  I’ve spoken briefly of him before.  I worked under him during my tenure at the banking institution I like to refer to as bank of India.

He is the smooth-talking, snappy-dressing, manipulative, arrogant, believing he can overcome his 70 IQ asshole that I knew him to be when I left his employ. Can I say that in a weblog?  I’ll probably have plenty of people upset over the use of the a-word.  Sorry, unless of course you are the asshole I’m referring to in which case, I don’t care.  Asshole.

Anyway, being the passive-aggressive person that I am, I’d never do any of the things I’d really love to do.  An email aimed at poking a hole in his over-inflated ego.  Other “revenge” type scenarios, many people have go through their minds when someone is so blatantly nasty and evil.  I’ve realized that at times like these I have such an incredible, rehabilitative, cathartic outlet.  My writing.

Ah yes, not only am I enough to write a book (three so far to be exact) I’m also creative in such a way that I can write mystery/suspense books.  What do I mean by that?  I can come up with some really nasty ways to kill off characters!

Oh, yes!  My current book set in the sweet, southern city of Charleston, SC happened to have a character holding the same name as my former boss.  (The one he uses, not Asshole)  And, yes, that character just happened to meet with an unfortunate death.

Problem was after his recent showing of his 70 IQ, I didn’t feel like the character’s death matched the death my ex-bosses’ namesake deserved.  So I re-wrote it.

Expanded it actually.  While it was about a page and a half to begin with – and not a pleasant time-to-meet-my-maker kind of death, it just was fitting what the real man deserved.

It is now four times as long.  Ten times more painful, graphic and gory.  And twenty tmes more satisfying.

If this book isn’t published soon and he tries to show off that 70 IQ again, the poor character could end up meeting a truly Stephen King-esque end to life.

So very satisfying and perfectly within the confines of the law.  I so love being a writer!!!

Oh, and on a side-note, FYI, ,in case you were wondering.  Every character that happens to be an ex-husband dies.  It’s absolutely amazing how it happens that way, but they just all seem to meet the same justly deserved fate.

I need to go do some major polishing to my halo now.


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