Lonely Planet, indeed.

.For those of you who don’t know, for the past few months I’ve been in Mexico, working hard on my latest travel novel.

If I had to describe it, I would say that it’s a coming-of-age erotica meets sci-fi thriller, a gripping page-turner of thought-provoking non-fiction that entertains as it informs and combines my ebullient prose with my eerie sixth-sense. Also, it’s about traveling.

Because I’m a charitable person by nature and also want others to see how talented I am,  I’ve posted the entire Mexican chapter of my novel below.

**To read what will likely be my “About the Author” page, click here

Chapter 13- All My Amigos Are Dead

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**Note the indigenous skirt and sombrero


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Hector is dead.

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Juan is dead.

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Hank = Dead As a Doornail

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Mr. Disgusting Eyesore and his obviously blind wife are dead.

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I can’t remember her name, but she was really friendly!

And now she’s dead.

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Anna-Maria was alive, once.

But that was before she was dead.

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Susie and Laura are dead.

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Carlos is just taking a short nap.

Just kidding! He’s dead.

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This kid didn’t like me much.

Which would explain why he’s dead.

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Shortly after this was taken, the boat capsized.

And now they’re all dead.

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To be fair, I think Maria might just be disoriented.

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Whoever these guys are going after is obviously dead.

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The guy tried to resuscitate him, but he was already too dead.

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.Babe is just a head.

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The guy on the left looks like my Uncle. The other guy is dead.

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Whatshisface is dead.

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Okay, technically Carl isn’t dead. But his constant “stunned vagina” expression really gets on my nerves.

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**If you’d like to pre-order a copy of my book, just send me an email and I’ll have my agent get back to you.

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Update:  After spending the last 12 hours on a rickety bus driven by a 95 year-old man with cataracts and seated next to an even older man whose gout-ridden hand somehow kept finding it’s way to my upper thigh (karma’s a bitch), I discovered my blog has been nominated for an award in the Canadian blogger category.

Now, normally when it comes to these things I would tell you to listen to your heart, but if being physically violated by a geriatric tells you anything, it’s that I’m obviously worthy of this honor.

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Billboard’s Not So Greatest Albums

..“Dick”

TRACK LISTING

“Hi, I’m Dick”

“…Or Asshole”

“…Or Jerk-Off”

“…Sometimes Wanker”

“…Or Furry McEyebrowson”

“…Or Worf”

“…Or Severely Anti-Social”

“…Or What Happens When Two Cousins Fornicate”

“…Or The Only Guy To Appear In Three Consecutive Episodes Of Dateline’s ‘To Catch A Predator’”

“…Or A Waste Of A Perfectly Good Leopard Print Banana Hammock”

“Actually, Now That I Think About It, I’d Prefer It If You Just Called Me Richard”

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“You Ain’t No Friend Of Mine”

TRACK LISTING

“You Ain’t No Friend Of Mine”

“No Way”

“I’d Never Be Your Friend”

“Not Even If You Paid Me”

“You Coulda Been My Friend”

“But You Declined My Request”

“Thirty-Seven Times”

“Then Blocked My Profile”

“And Changed Your Phone Number”

“And Moved Out Of State”

“Also, That Restraining Order Didn’t Help”

“Your Loss, Girl”

“…Your Loss, Indeed”

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“I Heard My Father’s Voice”

TRACK LISTING

“He Was Calling My Name”

“Stevie….Stevie….”

“Get Out Of The Garden, Stevie”

“How Many Times Have I Told You To Quit Sniffing The Flowers, Stevie?”

“The Neighbors Already Think You’re Weird”

“You’re The Reason Their Children Aren’t Allowed Outside”

“Why Don’t You Go Out And Make Some Friends, Stevie?”

“Maybe Get Your Own Apartment”

“And A Girlfriend”

“A Real One, Not The Kind That Comes With It’s Own Air Valve”

” As You Can Tell, My Father Has Quite The Motor Mouth”

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“Don’t Poo In My Mouth And Tell Me It’s Raining”

TRACK LISTING

“Don’t Urinate On My Face And Tell Me It’s Cloudy”

“Don’t Shove My Head Into The Toilet And Tell Me It’s Overcast”

“Don’t Make Me A Vomit Sandwich And Tell Me It’s Foggy Out”

“Don’t Put Your Soiled Fruit Of The Looms On My Head And Tell Me You Have A Feeling It Might Snow”

“Don’t Kick Me In The Junk And Tell Me There’s Going To Be A Slight Chance Of Frost Overnight”

“Don’t Teabag Me And Tell Me There’s A High Wind Warning Remaining In Effect Until 4 PM PST”

“You Know How Much I Hate Bad Weather”

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“Don’t Loose The Love”

TRACK LISTING

“Don’t Loose The Love”

“Loose Love Sucks”

“It’s The Worst Kind Of Love”

“Only Loosers Loose Love”

“Also, Whores”

“It’s Like Throwing A Hotdog Down A Hallway”

“Or, So I’ve Heard, Anyway”

*cough*

“So Yeah, If Your Love Is Loose, Then Loose My Number”

“Or Only Call On Weekends”

“After Last Call”

“Sober, I Like My Love Like I Like My Women”

“Tight”

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“Saturday Night Fiedler”

TRACK LISTING

“Sensible Boogie Shoes”

“Last Night an R.N. Saved My Life”

“Heart of Glass (And A Pacemaker, Housed In A Hermetically Sealed Titanium Container)”

“Love Hangover….Or Maybe It’s Just My Gout Flaring Up”

“Lovin’ Is Really My Game. Also, Shuffleboard”

“It’s Raining Meds”

“Stayin’ Alive (Hint: Think Difibrillator)”

“Shriners Inferno”

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