Massive New Tales Of Horror and Suspense


Happy Music Monday and taking orders for the new Ebook. Massive Tales of Suspense and Horror- Think Stephen King meets Chuck Palahniuk.  Name your price at robinsonderek@hotmail.com through Paypal. Cheers, Layden

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Wonderful Music and Found Ground.


Happy Friday to all and offering a copies of my new Ebook and 2 songs for one nice price! 🙂 Please message for more details!

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Riveting New Ebook


Really want people to read my writing and offering my Ebook “Found Ground” for $3.99 via Paypal at robinsonderek@hotmail.com. Cheers.

Found Ground


My new Ebook ” Found Ground” is now for sale via Paypal at robinsonderek@hotmail.com for $3.99.   Featuring Journal excerpts from my travels Overseas, Short Stories, Poetry, and Random scenes of Madness and Positive Mental Illness.  Think Bukowski meets Burroughs with a hint of David Lynch.  Cheers and please subscribe to blog if you dig the vibe.

Mr. Clown Frown repost- A must read!


MR. CLOWN FROWN.

Once upon a time a clown told me a story about a special universe people go to explore their deep seeded desires and animosities.  I inquired of this clown, dismayed but yet curious.

” Where is this special place you speak of, Mr. Clown Frown?”    Such a maniacal frown the clown wore like sorrow upon a tormented canvas.

” Is it safe to say that this place is not for everyone?”  I continued with my anxiety ridden inquiry, as Mr. Clown Frown stared into me with such a relentless stare, taking me by the hand and leading me down a cherry soaked road which seemed to the be at the edge of our forsaken world.  There were no words that came from the broken hearted clown’s mouth, as he only communicated by broken sign language and telepathy. I was starting to dial in to my new surroundings and began to witness things so much more vividly then i had ever before; IT IS NEVER SAFE WHEN YOU BECOME THE WITNESS.

” Is it safe to say this could be our last day, Mr, Clown Frown?”   How quickly Mr. Clown Frown’s sullen expression turned into a razor smile, as all around us the venomous sky began to rain red brick red; Behind me, i could sense Mr. Clown Frown and i were no longer alone.  Giddy up.

My new Ebook ” Found Ground” is now for sale via Paypal at robinsonderek@hotmail.com for $3.99

Mr. Clown Frown


MR. CLOWN FROWN.

Once upon a time a clown told me a story about a special universe people go to explore their deep seeded desires and animosities.  I inquired of this clown, dismayed but yet curious.

” Where is this special place you speak of, Mr. Clown Frown?”    Such a maniacal frown the clown wore like sorrow upon a tormented canvas.

” Is it safe to say that this place is not for everyone?”  I continued with my anxiety ridden inquiry, as Mr. Clown Frown stared into me with such a relentless stare, taking me by the hand and leading me down a cherry soaked road which seemed to the be at the edge of our forsaken world.  There were no words that came from the broken hearted clown’s mouth, as he only communicated by broken sign language and telepathy. I was starting to dial in to my new surroundings and began to witness things so much more vividly then i had ever before; IT IS NEVER SAFE WHEN YOU BECOME THE WITNESS.

” Is it safe to say this could be our last day, Mr, Clown Frown?”   How quickly Mr. Clown Frown’s sullen expression turned into a razor smile, as all around us the venomous sky began to rain red brick red; Behind me, i could sense Mr. Clown Frown and i were no longer alone.  Giddy up.

My new Ebook ” Found Ground” is now for sale via Paypal at robinsonderek@hotmail.com for $3.99

Devious Dream


[ The ink colored night, the platinum bridge, the loving Vixen, THE EVIL HENCHMAN.]

Who is to say that life is even partially fair when you end up staring down the barrel of an Old World style rifle, with your guts turning, blowing out deep exhales of animosity into the stale steady wind?

The Devil finally shows up at 12:02 A.M on the button. Fucker is 2 minutes late due to some unforeseen deaths along the way.  So here I stand, only wishing to lie upon a cozy bed and be straddled by a beautiful, meticulous, bald pussy, wielding Princess.

 

“ I need to know where I can find the answers.  So I am not left to burn, dancing amongst the Voodoo dancers.”

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