Author Guest Post With Justin Bienvenue

Justin Bienvenue has kindly agreed to guest post here about his work, and share his inspiration for becoming a writer in honor of his newest release, A Bloody Bloody Mess In the Wild Wild West .


 About The Author:
My name is Justin Bienvenue, I live in Massachusetts. I am a poet and author. I have two published books, A book of horror poetry entitled “The Macabre Masterpiece: Poems of Horror and Gore” published in 2010 and a western horror “A Bloody Bloody Mess In The Wild Wild West” just recently published. While I mainly enjoy writing poetry I have recently expanded my horizons and started writing stories, narratives and short stories. I enjoy writing and it always makes me satisfied to have others enjoy my work. I like to be creative and different, always trying new things. When I’m not writing I also enjoy watching sports such as football, baseball and basketball and even try to get outdoors and play them when I get a chance.

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 Guest Post:

I became a writer for a couple reasons. As a young kid I alwyays had a creative imagination and my mom along with teachers said I could tell a story pretty well. They said if only I could write down onto paper what I am able to tell. In high school for boredum I wrote a poem one day from then on I kept writing and writing more poetry and soon enough I had become interested in writing. It wasn’t untiI started experimenting with writing short stories and narratives. I just felt that I had found something I was good at and others told me I was good at so I felt why not dedicate my mind and efforts into that…into writing.

  About The Book:

Title: A Bloody Bloody Mess In the Wild Wild West 

Author:Justin Bienvenue
Publication Date: April 22nd 2013

The year is 1870. Five years after the Civil War has ended. Many states, cities and small towns are still recovering, one of these places is the town of Toomswood. The town has been taken over by sly corrupt tycoon Javier “Bones” Jones. Things only get worse for the town when a mysterious stranger rides into town making an offer and cutting a deal with Jones. The man gives Jones super dexterity and point pin shooting accuracy among other like abilities, however in return he has placed a curse on Jones, making him a leader to the Undead unbeknown to his knowledge.

After finding out his curse Jones takes a liking to it and soon kills to turn his gang into an army. The mysterious man then tells Jones he will also lead Undead Civil War soldiers who are now bloodthirsty madmen. It is up to Emerson Shaw, a quiet humble young man with his own personal demons to stop Jones and his men. Along with his best friend and others who will join them, Shaw must find a way to stop Jones from destroying and terrorizing the town and turning it into a literal walking Ghost town.

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Bloody Tip # 1 – When there’s gunfire, bloodshed is sure to follow.
Bloody Tip # 2 – If your hands aren’t covered in blood, you haven’t worked hard enough.
Bloody Tip # 3 – Kicking a man why he’s down is to make sure he stays down, putting a bullet through his head makes sure he really stays down.
Bloody Tip # 4 – Squinting one eye while shooting isn’t a bad thing, it adds intimidation.
Bloody Tip # 5 – If you have a six shooter and you have to empty is on the guy in front of you, you don’t deserve to shoot.
Bloody Tip # 6 – People like to poke dead things with a stick, dead things like to kill you with that stick.
Bloody Tip # 7 – Blood tends to look orange after you wash it a few times.
Bloody Tip # 8 – If something is coming at you dripping blood, put it down and let it die by the drop.
Bloody Tip # 9 – It’s better to bury the hatchet then to have it sticking out of your back.
Bloody Tip #10 – If there’s a bloody bloody mess then there’s a good chance it took place in the wild wild west.

 Book Excerpt:

It was chaos. Bullets were flying everywhere, in every direction to the point where it was hard to tell who was shooting whom. Javier Jones was in the crossfire of this madness that he had started. An hour or so before the whole ordeal had begun, Jones had a plan to steal thousands of dollars in gold and head off to Texas. Unfortunately for him, his plan was spoiled.
Jones had come from California a few weeks prior and figured going into Mexico and stealing a few thousand would be easy, but he underestimated it dearly. He settled into town so the folks would grow accustomed to him.
“Ah, Javier my friend what brings you down today?” the teller asked.
“Sorry to say amigo but I’m going to have to ask you to give me all the money you got stored back there and kindly hand it over or Im gonna have to put a bullet in that head of yours,” Javier politely responded.
“Javier, I don’t understand. Why are you doing this?”
“Oh, save me the sappy crap,” he said. “I came to this god forsaken shithole for one reason only to make right of what’s mine. You thought I was righteous, did ya? Sorry to break it to ya but I’m as bad as they come. Now I’m giving you a chance amigo, hand over the money or Im gonna kill you where you stand.”
Just as Javier was making his threat, two law men walk in from behind, only to notice Javier sticking the place up. The teller looked past Javier and over by the lawmen but Javier sees his glance and turns around to see the men.
“Ah, gentlemen, I was just making a quick transaction. I don’t suppose you’re here to stop me?” Javier asks.
“Don’t you move you son of a bitch! I had a feeling about you since you came into town. My suspicions were right. Now slide the gun over and step away,” the first lawmen said.
“Do what they ask, Javier. Please!” said the teller.
“Here’s the problem guys. I don’t have me any money yet and you two are in my way.”
“Drop the damn gun Jones or we’re gonna shoot you dead!”
Jones, while still pointing the gun at the teller, reached in with his other hand to pull out his .45 caliber and shot both men. Then he shot the teller in the head before going behind the booth to avoid getting shot himself.
“Shit! I’ve been shot.” One of the law men exclaims in pain.
“Bastard had another gun…shit…he killed the teller,” he adds.
“Jones now you got blood on your hands so if you take that money, you’re gonna have two charges on you. Just surrender before this gets ugly.”
“This coming from two guys with holes in their stomachs and not much time to live. I hardly think you’re gonna make me do a damn thing,” he says back. Jones then goes into the back room and fills his bag with money. He then slides back under the booth and looks around to the two men.
“I got the money, now you two are gonna end up dead, unfortunately, unless you let me walk.”
“Jones, we ain’t letting you leave with that money.” Before either of the men could say another word, Jones leaps onto the wood counter with both guns drawn and fires a few more shots into their stomachs. Unable to react, both men are finished off and collapse to the floor from their knees. He puts one of his guns back into its holster and picks up the bag of money with his now empty hand.
“You damn fools. I told you I was leaving with my money and a couple killings,” Jones says as he laughs. “Well that’s what I call a fine bonus.”

Happy reading until next time!