Thank you Lindsay for letting me take over your blog today. There are so many great things to talk about… but let’s see… can we make it controversial??? LOL… Heck yeah… (Lindsay, you may not realize what you’ve gotten yourself into here. LOL… Whooheee… let the games begin.)
Summer is flying along – days in the sun, swimming and hanging out with my kids …. Yeap, it’s all coming to an end and my mind turns back to the task at hand – writing that next novel (or finishing my daughter’s quilt… hmmm… which will it be?).
But as school goes back into session, my mind always goes to what might have been or what could be. Possibilities open up and all my old could-have- beens haunt me. Could have been a professor, could have been a book store manager, could have been… well, anything.
While I do love my day job (auditing computer systems is fun?? Heck yeah it is :> I know things. *insert evil laugh here*), I love to moonlight. To wax and wane about … everything. That’s what’s fun about being a writer. I get to be anyone, a top level white hacker that secretly works undercover for the government OR a quantum physicist falling in love with a sexy construction worker at the back of a Laundromat that is actually at time machine OR a sexy cop who falls in love with a jewel thief.
I get to explore it all, learn about new and interesting things and take those side trips that we only reserve for summer and holidays.
But what enthralls me and really causes me to take pause (and wonder at my own mental health) is the ventures into the human psych – The Dark Side of human nature.
I’m talking about Villains!
Is it sad I love creating them? I mean the dark, forbidden recesses of the mind are murky things to peek into. All of us have those corners, places we’re afraid to look into and explore because they might reveal the potential monsters we could be if our own brains and lives weren’t balanced.
People always joke about what it’s like to live in Stephen King’s home but in reality, all he does is dig into his own psych and pull out all the awful things that we ourselves won’t air about our own minds.
When you play with villains, you get to do that. You start asking the questions that we all ask of high profile crimes: How do you take a mother completely devoted to her children and turn her into a killer? How does a normal, everyday guy go from law abiding citizen to top ten most wanted cyber criminals?
How would one single event destroy a sane man, a scientist, and turn him into a drunk that hangs out at the local coin operated laundry, stealing lingerie?
These are all the deep, dark questions I get to ask. Sometimes they’re eternally sad; sometimes they’re revolting, sometimes you find out things about yourself you never wanted to know…
Have you ever had to look that deep? What are the scary things you’ve found. Comment below to enter my blog tour contest to win The Best Little Spin Wash in Texas, available now at http://www.loose-id.com/Best-Little-Spin-Wash-in-Texas.aspx :
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Remember to comment below with something scary you’ve learned about yourself. It’s okay if you know a friend of a friend who has this and you would NEVER be hiding this dark secret about yourself and your own psych like the fact that you secretly stole the last M&M from the jar or ate the last cookie at the family reunion last summer and *gasp* didn’t offer it to the kids.
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