Coming soon...

I'm working up a new website for my adult books, and paying someone to do it properly. I can't really afford that, but it's needed and I've been putting it off too long. You see, I just don't know how the hell to do it right, and haven't the patience to learn.

I decided to keep the MM books completely separate from my mainstream ones to simplify promoting them. I'm not hiding anything; they all have my name on them and if you Google me, How to Rape a Straight Guy is one of the first things to come up. 

Now they're going to be under the KMSMM website name, and we'll see how it turns out.

The main deal is, I'm 73 years old. I don't need to hide anything anymore. Not even in this insane, fucked-up political climate.

I already knew enough about history to know that there has always been a sizable portion of mankind that is just plain cruel. Evil. Beastly. It shows throughout history, even from prehistoric times. Man is an animal, and like many animals has a streak of viciousness in him that cannot be removed. Only controlled...if they even want to.

This century has brought me to the understanding that probably 40% of humanity 1) does not care about anyone but themselves, 2) rejoices in the pain and suffering of those they do not like and 3) considers themselves the hierarchy of humanity. And me ever pretending some of that is not in me is really ridiculous.

I manage mine by writing books that let me vent it onto the page instead of hurting people. I've known for a while I have an unhealthy obsession with serial killers like John Wayne Gacy, Dean Corll, Randy Kraft and William Bonin. Writing books like Hunter, The Beast in the Nothing Room, and Underground Guy have given me an outlet for that obsession...which is relatively healthy...

Even as my stories grow darker and colder and crueler and my style grows more chatty and light. What can I say? I'm a psycho.