It's been quite a few days...

And I apologize for not writing. I'm sure there's at least one person who checks every couple of days, and I am sure they have ended up a bit dissapointed.

I have been a little under the weather the past few days. Still keeping busy. Doing a LOT of work. But been a little ill and not much in the mood to write. But I am working on something to post tomorrow. So stay tuned.

Well...actually, it'll be today, as the clock just rolled over to midnight.

I'm supposed to make this brief and go to bed. But I suppose it has been days since I've written anything. No reason I can't give the writing muscles a little workout, right?

I have been watching a lot of CSI lately. (The seventh season, to be exact) And what I notice is that serial killers are a hell of a lot of fun to write. And I think that's universal for everyone who tackles the subject.

With a serial killer, what you get to do is be as elaborate and descriptive and absolutely evil as possible. The more obsessive the killer is, the more interesting. The more evil, the more interesting. And, most importantly, the more human the killer is, the more we want to know about them. A serial killer who just hacks people up because he's a nutjob isn't very interesting. But if you can give him true motive, true skill, and a touch of panache, you've got yourself a compelling story. Just look at some of the more interesting movie characters of all time. Hannibal Lector. The Joker (Heath Ledger's of course). Micheal Corleone. Anton Chugar (If you haven't seen No Country For Old Men, go run and get it!). Ruthless, cold blooded killers yet we are fascinated by their actions and motives.

No one is too fascinated the transparency of Prince Valiant.

Or Superman, for that matter.


Till Later...

--Paul