Last summer I published The Sugarman Bootlegs, the story of a simple You Tube hoax gone horribly, lethally wrong.
It was my eighth novel, and the first in a new series I’ve undertaken: wry, twisted horror comedies, inspired by the films of Alfred Hitchcock — but with a 21st Century edge and an acid gay sensibility.
Now I’m ready to tackle the second novel in the series.
Baby is the story of Marcus Hyde, a fussy, tidy, dapper gay man of 53; he lives happily alone in his sprawling Art Deco apartment. But after the failure of his business, he bows to the humiliating necessity of moving in with his sister Pamela. She’s a slovenly woman, with a great slobbering dog who’s always knocking things over and pissing on the rug. It’s Marcus’s idea of hell. But he has his own little room to retreat to, his sanctuary of wood soap and hospital corners. And it’s only temporary, till he gets back on his feet.
What he hasn’t realized, however, is that Pamela is pregnant. Soon she’s huge, gassy, smelly, moist...all to Marcus’s utter disgust. She’s also unmarried — in fact uncoupled — and seems unconcerned about the absence of anything resembling a father on the scene. Eventually Marcus realizes he’s been recruited to fill that role.
And when Baby finally arrives, Marcus feels the full horror of his situation. While everyone else coos and gurgles over Baby, and remarks on how beautiful he is, Marcus has to concentrate on breathing. Never in his life has he seen anything more horrifying: a scarlet, steaming, screaming lump of raw greed and unchecked will, with yellow eyes and fingernails like teeth. Baby kicks and shrieks and vomits up sulfuric bile and his head lolls about as though he’s drunk on sheer malevolence, and everyone but Marcus is utterly enchanted.
Marcus can’t bring himself to look at Baby.
And Baby…Baby can’t seem to stop looking at Marcus.
Then things start happening…terrible things. Things that never happened before Baby came along. And as disaster closes in on him, Marcus realizes that to save his life and sanity…Baby must go.
If I can raise $2,000, I can set aside an entire month to do nothing but plunge into Baby, shutting out the big, bad world and getting enough of the initial writing done that I’ll have momentum to finish the novel by autumn — even after I let the big, bad world back in.
If I can raise more than $2,000, I can afford to finish the novel in record time, and throw in some more tasty incentives as well. But two grand is the absolute minimum I need to get this baby off the ground (pun intended). So take a look at the list of incentives I've got for you...and let's build ourselves a community, here!
Thanks…look forward to collaborating with you!
- (30 days)