Showing posts with label middle finger. Show all posts
Showing posts with label middle finger. Show all posts

Tuesday, July 13, 2010

You're cleary not from Morass -- you homo

I just did a *69 on phone and pulled up this gem, yeah I am going to have some fun now with the loser. Next month I am going to join up with a site that tracks down who people are by their cell phone numbers. The fact that never took a loan out on Lake Fossil Press, and he decided to fuck with my publication on Lame Goat Press -- well that sparked me doing my third collection and will be published under my Lake Fossil Press label. I will say this much about the collection it's about 261 pages before the TOC, acknowlegements, and copyright page. The fact I had to fix my listing a few times in the last 5 hours -- the shitstain likes to change the title and information to a half-naked fat fuck with dog collar (one of those fucking cone collars they use to prevent dogs from scratching.)
      This subhuman's cell is 646-465-XXXX and I will be getting an account next month to find out who he really is. This AngryInIllinois can't produce a snail mail address in Illinois and he likes to fancy himself being from Morass. I have the domain's graphics loaded up and I got the GL page uploaded for the magazine. I guess my rules really piss him off. I guess he didn't like the fact that my novella When Angels Wept Blood was supposed to be publishd by LAME GOAT PRESS but it will be a Lake Fossil Press release instead. He's trying to take over my craft print Angry Guinea Books too well he can't have that and can't take that away from me.
      I keep thinking that damn song by Limp Shitdick when I think this joker -- yeah what is it, oh yes Counterfiet. I will continue as the Lake Fossil Press moniker despite what this asshole is attempting to do with it -- I've seen what his stunt with my unfinished novella. The shit he's doing is distracting me from getting back to work on this one. The fact the little poofter is going around distributing an unfinished version and did unauthorized rewrites of the novella then putting it out under another person's byline. I did a post on wordpress about this in a way with the little graphic he used with an alleged cover of GAME OVER trying to rewrite the novella where the character I torment in the thing gets the rival mag, whell that's not how it will go when it's done. The Zorn Hritz character is just a contributor to the magazine, In The Depths. In The Depths is based on three magazine all of them I've been published in and the editor in chief of the one magazine makes a cameo as one of the writers of In The Depths. The asshole is trying to change everything about the novella, I guess the novella really pisses him off because it's written with the denim and leather characters being the heros in the novella.
      Her character in the novella documents one of the most gruesome deaths in the thing. I actually do a vlad the impaler in the novella. That's what I want to do with AngryInIllinois -- I want to string him up on a spike ass first and let him sink into the spike then impales the faceless piece of shit. The loser did this fucking cover of When Angels Wept Blood of a half-naked man in a pair of skivies like he's about to get buttfucked sort of thing. This faceless clown is buttfucking my imprint. I am curious which former Tabloid Purposes contributor actually submitted to the loser. They know I didn't give up the imprint in fact they know it's my publishing moniker.
      Yeah I guess the loser likes to assume that I made this alleged "loan" and I want him to produce these so-called papers. Therefore his argument holds no water. The fact the contributors to this mock version of the imprint are all the trolls. The fact I made those rules for the GLS is so I can get some damn good submissions for the mag and I got them, and I will be doing Issue 11 and 12 just not they won't have the covers that he alleged to have -- the fact he's got a damn unicorn fetish. The fact my mag got vandalized at least 50 times within the last two days on WritersCafe.org so I saved the details on xanga.com (remember that blog?) Whoever this fuck is, he needs to get into a car accident and then find his body nice and crispy -- yes that is a referrence from GAME OVER from one of the deaths.
      The fact one of this assholes goons got me dropped from an e-zine and then the twat is putting out a fake version of Witch's Party with a quote from a forged note from author on The Ethereal Gazette: Issue 10. Yeah this fucking homo isn't from Morass. I think I might be up for having a nice long chat with his cell carrier because he's using the services for prank calls. I didn't post the fucker's full phone number on here because I don't want to lose the blog on here. Yeah I am pissed that he's trying to turn my publishing moniker into a brokeback publisher, over my dead body that will happen. So with that I will rejoice that the fucker will get himself beheaded, call me a little evil for this one but what he's doing is an abomination in the eyes of God. So with that -- the little homo doesn't own the imprint, and I am applying for a sole propietorship well that is the kind of business I have with it right now.
This is NOT the artwork for the magazine.  I should have that within the next few weeks.

Coward Sperm addi[angryinillinois@yahoo.com]

I email you to tell you that I won't post your family's number on the net or give it to trolls, and you pay that back by posting my fucking cell number on a page and ask people to prank it?!

The fucking subhuman is making a mockery of my imprint with his fucking covers so I thought I would have a little payback. I am going to have a nice conversation with Cingular. He's got two phone numbers listed in two places -- one in Seattle and the other in New York so I am guessing he's a fucking con artist in that sense of the word. He's trying to get my roster siding with him but a lot of them see right through what the homo is doing. One thing he doesn't know about me when my things are fucked with, I will play dirty and will blackmail when needed. I got the white trash troll swearing and he's "publishing" trolls with the faux publications planned by the real Lake Fossil Press under it's siblings.
     I will publish as Angry Guinea Books too and Broken Mindframe Books (the other doesn't have an official domain yet. I am working on the imprint's domain and currently getting all the graphics made for it.) Since this faceless piece of shit is playing games with my imprint and magazine with his fetish about getting fucked by a unicorn. He's got a Cell based in New York then he gets this which is based in Seattle (206) 203 - XXXX -- I did a trace on this number too and it's unpublished in Seattle. I am going to be applying for a sole propietorship. I guess I am going to be in for a fight for my imprints, and I guess I pissed him off by throwing up his cell on the listing for the magazine that I had to edit back a few times after it being vandalized with that fucking fat man with a dog color. By the way, there is nothing Gothic about unicorns -- I guess he likes to jackoff a horse.
     I will get disgusting when make fun of someone and the prick lacks originality with the "covers" because I think he stole them from somewhere along with the rest of them. At least the covers for the real magazine are original. The author photo for the real GAME OVER will be done in a diner to go with the novella. The fake cover -- the asshole has a fascination with the cock. I guess that's why I think he's got a fetish for unicorns. The fucker claims I went back to being a nobody well I am not a nobody and will continue to publish as Lake Fossil Press. If he sends me a cease and desist I will line the birdcage with it, like I did with Bennet's cease and desist. I will openly diss a court order when he's involved. I really doubt he's got the actual flesh and bloods of the fake version of Issue 11. This is history repeating himself. They attempted to pull this shit on another site forcing me to have the guidelines for IV rushed. That was my only thing with the fourth Tabloid Purposes -- the submission guidelines were rushed while Tabloid Purposes 3 I took my time with them. I plan to continue the Tabloid Purposes anthologies with twin books and no it won't be those infernal parodies that some twat without a face wrote.

Wednesday, August 29, 2007

some people need to shut their fucking mouth.

Some people need to shut their fucking mouth. Let a man write his book in peace and let him earn some money off the anthologies he publishes. If you get in the way of that then you will be asking for a kind death wish. Spreading constant untruths like on different message boards (Ahem, Robert Lewis and the main assholes on The Other Dark Place.) I guess you're willing to lie about someone to get at them. There is one way to get them, and it isn't about lying about their shit either. It's being truthful and take it to the press when it is time to get the other projects off the ground. This book when finished will give me a foothold in that sense. You think by getting me to blog about you fucks every three days will distract me from writing anything period -- sorry doesn't work like that.
       I think it was Enck that said, "Let the man sell his books." As much as he is waving the flag for the otherside he has a point here, even if that person is me. I am not standing in the way of promoting people's work unless it was something that the shit couple wrote. Personally I think those two would reward their kids with something expensive if they did a Jonesburo or a Columbine. I guess someone claimed I am going down, someone is going down it isn't me. I guess some people want to stick me in front of a firing gallery. A line full a rifles and pull the trigger without that last cigarette or that shit. Yes I am firing back at the 20 plus websites that are spreading lies about me and no research goes into them. Robert Lewis you claim to be a "journalist" boy, but your nothing of the sorts because you don't have your good sources.
       I challenge every jouranlist who is on that side to do an interview with me and with the results of that interview you don't dehumanize me one bit. You publish it on associated content. You want the real shit you're going to get it right from me not from these force fed hacks. I am calling you losers out on this one. This is a challenge to the enemies who think they can do a decent interview -- that means you must read the story that is exclusive to print and not pirate the fucking thing before you do an interview. Come on you motherfuckers -- you know you want a dig into my mind. It's a terrible thing to taste. No prank interviews you want the real dirt you're going to get it right from me not from the liars who are speading bullshit about me. You want proof if I am the real thing or a fake, let's prove it. As far as I am concerned people like Sangiovanni and Keene are fakes in this business, especially Keene because he lied the most about me.
       I guess you fuckers want to pick me apart in a mob action, that's the pussy way out on your part. You want to piss away my respect, I want to see you assholes try. That is the one thing that keeps going with me respect. You fuckers have none for me, the fact I got more heart than any of you even have. Choke on that bitches! I want to see you assholes try to break me down -- I haven't broken down yet mother fuckers, and keep guessing my next move because you are not going to know. Especially you MacDonald or that leftist hippie, David Naill Wilson. The genre went so far to the left these days it isn't even funny. I'm still standing. The only way you can stop that non-fiction book from being written is to kill me, and are you assholes willing to serve life in prison for that?

Tuesday, August 28, 2007

Lovell, piss off -- fuck'n asshole

That's right Lovell, keep running your mouth ya bastard. I guess with you being published on Xibiris that was the only way you got your book out there. I would rather publish with lulu.com than with Xibiris, but I guess you will keep derailing me along with your new found friend with that asshole who wrote the douchebag of a "book" that libeled my family. You wonder why I rail off on the Rockaway Hooker, it is because the bitch celebrates a book that is an endess smear campaign. That's right keep guessing about the book you asshole. Your own douchebaggary never ceases to surprise me mother fucker. I am going to just concentrate on getting this book done and do all I can to ingore you little fucks. 60 to 100 of you all spreading lies about me like wildfire that you forced many of the publishers to buy into it.
      Seeing half the blogs that railed off on me -- I know that when I get this book done people are going to buy the thing just to see if I am lamblasting about them. This book isn't about people being mean and call the wahbulance. Just as the blogs and message boards these days are the new fishbowl environment and the smaller press writers like you who are published on Xibiris who are friendly with assholes like McKeeman and others of that nature will get more connections than a guy that refuses to kiss their ass. Besides that who would want to get published by a loser who wears a dress.
      I've seen douchebaggery on many levels here, and the highest level of douchebaggery was by the asshole who got published with Prime Books and that is the only book he got published and it isn't even a best seller. This book will get out there and you're done. People said this book when it gets published the damage can't be reversed. Contracts will be destroyed and there will be controversy going all around. You assholes condone book burning and libel of books is just as bad as book burning. As for one of your friends, Lieder constantly committed libel of my books and how will that look in the courts?
      The difference between myself and you Lovell is this -- I am published in more places in the less amount of time. True you might be friends with assholes who accuse me of stealing my ideas from other writers, but what does that put you as? That puts you as every bit as amoral as they are. You got friends who went around posting every link to every short story in a short story collection just as it came out. I have a write to get my money from book sales too as the next guy, if you disagree with that idea move to North Korea where your freedom of press will be revoked

Tuesday, August 21, 2007

An open address to the assholes on the other dark place

You assholes are in violation of my copyright by stealing my stories for your sick amusement. Adam Heauser -- I hope someone beats the fuck out of you to the very inch of your life for what you've done. That shit isn't even funny the first time you've done it and I suggest you refrain from stealing my fiction. Does my work have a creative commons copyright on it -- fuck no. Don't do it. Heauser, you're prey motherfucker. You can't hide behind that board forever. Koehler, I have one suggestion to you bitch and that is you can go kill yourself for encouraging the fag for posting the story.
     You assholes have no right to go posting a story of mine on that forum, you had no permission to use it. Heauser I will be sending you a $300 bill for that story. There will be an invoice in your paypal, do you want to pay that large bill -- if not then quit with the theft of my work. Asshole. Sure I respect the copyrights of authors I even hate, but when they see something copyrighted by me -- fuck off they grab a story and post it without permission like assholes. I should go and steal Freeman's story and post it on here to prove a point but I won't do that because I won't stoop their lows.
     You fuckers are worst than those Journalfen losers who steal material from other places and write stories for their own amusement. Example here -- shithead number two, someone who gets off on being a thief with a word processor -- someone who is the big P word in this business. The other dark place supposed to have authors who are professionals not what I seen here they are a bunch of overgrown fandom wanks. And this I will say with a large oversight because these are the assholes I get into the most vicious of verbal brawls with.
     Piss off, slash writing fags, get a fucking life -- pricks. Then I got this dipshit from the Skokie area who went and libeled me on a post on Journalfen.net. Keep running your mouth bitch because I will be sending this non-fiction book to the place you work at and they will be quick to fire your ass for it. So yeah just because you're life sucks that doesn't mean you have to ruin someone else's sales of a book. A dipshit is a dipshit, but when a dipshit is local -- they get fired from a job they're working at.
     All that forum, The Other Dark Place is a bunch of asshole wanks who have nothing to do with their time but trash talk behind my back and derail every project I put together. Fuck off and get a life -- leave my copyrighted works alone. Get a fucking life goddamned fucksticks. If you think you're distracting me from writing, sorry you're dead wrong there -- even when I have to defend myself on forums on a regular basis I am still writing something new.

Friday, August 10, 2007

another chump

"You're a waste. Matt posted something. You banned him. I like Matt, so i researched some stuff. In conclusion?

Kill yourself. Honestly. I see no reason as to why you shouldnt kill yourself. You're son? Better off without you. No one needs synchophantic, useless troglodites mucking up the air we breathe with low, conniving, spiteful, shitheads like you.

I tell you what: Give me three reasons why you shouldnt, you know, literally kill yourself, and i'll say i'm wrong. Please, i beg you. Because as a non-religious secular humanist, i'm OK with differences of opinions."

I guess this isn't the first death threat I got for banning someone, and it isn't the last. I am going to make it easy for a simpleton like you, gives me more fuel to piss mother fuckers like you off with more spiteful horror fiction. I am around just to speak you. So in this I thank you for giving me something to add to my non-fiction book.

Yeah I am not going to rage at this asshole, but I am posting his hate mail here for my amusement. It's seeing shits like this post make me laugh at the fact that I am alive and pissing them even more. I am going to make the shithead's eyes bleed. Yeah I am going to post all my responses on Blogspot where they have to send me an email in response to it instead of getting a mob action.

Easier for me to respond to one or two at a time than a shitload of them. Yeah I figured I was dealing with a humanist leftard. That's right mother fucker, keep making yourself look like a fucktard because you're giving me more material to write about. You wanted three -- I gave you five. The non-fiction book is now reached the 37,000 word mark and this thing is a bastard too. 97 pages of cynical venom -- yes there are parts in there that are sick in nature, I am tossing around horror and sci-fi humor in there too. Someone turned it into a pissing contest and I am just trying to keep it off LiveJournal.

So this isn't the first time I got messages like this and it won't be the last. If the guy wants to call me a tool, I am going to be a real tool and respond on my own blog here. Seems like the blogger account is more visible, and working on a non-fiction book that dealt with people like that over the years so it is nothing new. He's a piece of flyshit who has too much time on his hands.

Monday, August 6, 2007

Bob Freeman can piss blood as far as I care.

Damn not very smart fucking with me eh. I have three words to say to that asshole, PISS BLOOD FUCKER! PISS BLOOD! I am going to get that non-fiction book done and he's already been foaming at the mouth. Yeah I could imagine him trying to collect my number and posting one number at a time like one of his friends did in the past. Yeah you think you can stop me career dead, good luck trying you fucking backwater redneck. I see what you're trying to do -- start a feud between Indiana and Illinois. Not happening, don't get the whole fucking state involved because I did nothing wrong to Indianna as a whole. But I could see that you were easy a member of the Ku Klux Klan.

I think I might set up a signing in SOUTH BEND to just piss you off. I got enough titles that are carried by Ingrams to pull it off too. Yeah I can see you're foaming at the mouth about this one and one of your fans wanted to slit their wrist I might end up getting the signing with the non-fiction book when comes out -- keep foaming at the mouth pal, the credits are coming my way left and right now.

fuck this is getting huge

You know when things are huge are when the Sodomite Magnet bitches about you. Damn the moment I get something published she's bitching about it again -- shut the fuck up already Poppy. Right when I am getting published, she shoots her mouth off about my non-fiction book. I am laughing right now because I saw the posts the assholes are doing on The Other Dark Place, now they are trying to pull out the petition that got them in trouble years ago. Wouldn't you like to know what are in the contents of that non-fiction book? I am not mad -- I am just laughing because the more I get my work published, and believe me the more people are going to bitch and moan.

This time Poppy called me out, damn. Fuck you bitch. You're making a big mistake underestimating me -- the same mistake that became Darren's funeral as the editor of Gothic.net. Poppy you were dealing with a pre-published Pacione last time. This time you're fucking with someone who is a publisher and a published author for a different field. Nothing funner than a sodomite magnet starting up an old feud. I read parts of that book you called good, when I have to say it sucked ass. Not even a good cover design would get some sales of it.

Yeah you can go to hell. Keep running your mouth about me lady -- I was already writing better stories than you were in your twenties when I was in my twenties. Don't ever doubt that I was a writer again bitch, don't ever underestimate me -- at least I didn't rip off H.P. Lovecraft's THE HOUND. So yeah in response to that, I am posting the original uncensored version of THE FANDOM WRITER (tempted to expand this version.)

Tuesday, July 24, 2007

open address to naysayers


I noticed one of the fuckers now on myspace who is a dickhole trying to ruin me on myspace. I guess I should point the little fuck to my blog entry right here. I will do a post here about that little "blackout" the cuckold sisters are doing. Those of you who read the interview will get the joke behind the cuckhold sisters.
The cool thing behind the interview is that I made a lot of new friends in the industry and might end up having a publisher out of too. There aren't that many interviews with me some are the ones that will sting and one was fake interview from the asshole convention. But the interviews I am getting now are the real thing, and that is making it all the sweeter too.
I guess with that light, there are going to be a lot of assholes out there who are going to bitch all the more and finding ways to pirate the existing anthologies I got out there. Fuck -- more doctored pictures are turning up and damn it isn't even funny anymore. I got one editor who lamblasted me already when I haven't had any beef with him. But seems like when he came to comment on me it took the interview to show his disgust with me. Sure insult someone who also served the country. I am trying to not say anything because he did serve the country.
Seems like I can spark up controversy by myself, but wait until I get more signings and the idiot brigade are finding out I am being published in more places. I won't be sending to Michael Knost anytime soon -- after the reply he made to the post from the cuckhold sisters. I also got bored and googled my name 47,000 hits back too. Some from the asshole gallery too, my warring and locking horns with two members of the evil fuck squad. Evil fuck squad here I refer as mass market asshole, the fan fiction masterbator, and the cuckhold sisters.
So yeah the more they bitch, the more inspired I become so keep bitching ya bastards. I am going to be writing more that book and get it in the hands of the Chicago Sun Times -- so ya sure you want to strangle my career?