S. Cucuy Payaso

If it wasn’t for negative self-talk and being a psycho I would have never written any of these novels in an attempt to show a woman what kind of psycho I am... asking (if not pleading) do you like that...(?) because... I was hoping it was part of the attraction to talk to me not avoid...making awkward conversations great again like a Chicano Seinfeld with psycho killers, zombies, and space/time machines... you know why people slow down when driving past the scene of an accident isn’t out of safety for first responders walking in the road no...it’s to try to catch a glimpse of the macabre and grotesque as a break in their morning or evening commute...maybe I’m the macabre and grotesque change in your routinized life... like the talking heads are the sound track to the d-day invasion portion of Saving Private Ryan or the Zombie apocalypse...
Do you like that because maybe you might
All the flowers and compliments I failed to give...

In my first book I have a list of slurs used in reference to the Zombies or Plant-human...one of them emphasizes that they are flammable...the enemy of the heroes don’t use nice words to describe their enemies...otherwise you wouldn’t be enemies...

I wrote all these in hopes to find a literary agent and get money to pay the bills...and romance the right lady. No one stays in a marriage or finds love without enough money to create a stable life...it takes money to show a woman that you are husband material...so I wrote these just like someone else would become a medical doctor or electrician...teacher or nurse or...truck driver...forst responder...military personnel to support themselves and have a stable life for the married life...
I also thought entertainment is a honorable profession...

In my anthropological research, I tried to include this sentiment in my fiction...but technological advancement and the progression of civilization isn’t because we cut off our weakest links its cultural adaptations from a nomadic civilization to horticultural and industrialization is to care for women, children, the elderly and disabled whose contributions to society are beyond the cost for the rest of a community, tribe, or nation to sustain...so by finding ways and means to support women and children human civilizations moved from nomadic tribes to sedentary communities based on hunting and gathering to horticulture, domestication of animals...and the technology to build and maintain those people who are less fortunate but also whose contribution to the society is much more valuable...
So mending and maintaining those weakest links in our society pushes advances in civilizations and healthcare and...all sorts of other cultural or technological adaptations...

I am my Mother’s son...my cousin Dolores would call my mom ‘cuca’ as a nickname...so if my mom is the bogey-lady and my dad was a funny guy I Am the creepy clown

• The Boogeyman Equivalent: El Cucuy is the Latin American and Mexican counterpart to the Anglo-American boogeyman, the Spanish/Portuguese El Coco, or the French Le Boucain.
• Appearance and Behavior: Legends describe him as a shadowy, shapeshifting, or small, hairy creature with glowing red eyes that hides in closets, under beds, or behind doors to watch over children.
• Colloquial Adjective: In regional or conversational slang, cucuy can also describe a generally terrifying atmosphere or a spooky place (e.g., “It's cucuy in there”).

Because villains never use religious or racial slurs when talking about the heroes...and vice versa...and that’s not a subject of discourse in literature about civil rights...heroes and villains super or otherwise...

Socialization has preprogrammed me to think anything and everything I do is an act of heresy not heroism. I’m not a heretic even if I write...those things are for the benefit of all life and to honor my family and the blessed Trinity...those negative thoughts I was taught about myself and I was taught not to stand up for myself...I’m not a heretic or anti...whatever jealousy prompts you to accuse me of...

Every word I write here or on my blog or guitar video is in hopes that some girl sees me and decides to bridge my gap of silence or being...and like a man who works hard each and everyday trying to save money for a dowry...but doesn’t have a girl...to make a family with...because he is either to wrapped up in working for his dowry to...
So I was trying to say I love you to a woman...
Trying to show how much I love my community especially when I’m angry and how much I love our Nation because the USA belongs to US...
I just didn’t make any money from these words.

Why would you use my name as an author for a book about me...when I only used your name as a character’s name. So you gave me credit for a book you wrote about me or someone uses my name as their pen name...