Trinity

Genre is to a writer as medium is to an artist. I like the watercolor of vampire stories. This gives our skills a chance to toy with life after death while still living in this world. I enjoy the oil of homosexual stories. With this one I can write from a certain sense of experience. I like sometimes to merely toy with a sketch book and get out a piece of charcoal and tell a good Western. The West for being a frontier I do believe gave us a simpler time.1

Man is the simplest of designs. When you get two men together this tends to rather make for overkill. Man is sexually self-sufficient, if he but knew. Man is a lonely creature. He always fails to love or if he does; he destroys what he loves in the end. My vampire stories tend to deal with love and romance themes. What is life without love? What would life after death be without love? I think men have sex with each other in order to feel and be touched, if they are normal. Fetish is a world I like to leave alone. I was always taught that sex is something you undress for, not a ritual to dress up for or accessorize. I believe that Shakespeare was proper in saying that love is the sickness and the cure altogether.2

It is easy in the homosexual genre to write of serial-killers. I find it easy to spin a tale using this as fantasy material. If I was not a sexy professional executive dish washer for a small local restaurant, I would probably want to be a serial killer. 3

I would begin my rampage with my present boyfriend. He tires me and excites me at the same time. I would be killing him as a way and form of ending my own life. Such has been the entertwining of our lives even in the affair we have shared for the past eight years.4

I would want to strangle him to death, as this is profiled as a mode of passion. One has to be very close to the victim to dispatch them in such a manner. After his death I would want to dismember him. First cut off his head to make the body anonymous. I would use a bow saw I am sure. Then I would remove his arms and legs. This would make it easier to dispose of him. I would want to use six different dumpsters for his places of disposal. He weighs only about 145 pounds as it is. 5

I imagine it would be creepy to saw through flesh and blood. This is my main reason for never trying it on him. I wonder why I could not kill him and then plainly announce it to the world? I have let the whole community know that I am in love with him. I guess the reason is because he keeps his sex life with me a secret from all his friends.6

I guess he will have to keep on living for my lack of nerves in following through. I feel that a long life for him will be my best revenge.7

I have used our affair of eight years for inspiration in writing some of my vampire and science fiction stories. I wanted our love story to be like Romeo and Juliet and not the Bonnie and Clyde adventure that it has turned out to be. I enjoy writing and since his droping out of high school I am certain that he has not read a single book. Opposites gravitate.8

I fear that in all literature love was just not meant to be. It is best not to speak of love. Does the grass ask why it has to grow? Should men ponder why they strip naked and share their body parts with each other?