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Death, a Biography, is a fictional horror novel. It is crass, violent, profane, and not meant for the light hearted reader. Imagine living in a world surrounded by fools. For years your frustration grows, and no matter what you try to do you cannot free yourself from the preverbal ideocracy. Nom DePlume is just such a man, only one day he is granted the dearest wish of his heart. Nom, a grad student working as a truck driver is: intelligent, well educated, and the sort of person who always can find a reason to have a chip on his shoulder. One day while driving in Texas he finds that he has the ability to wish death on those he hates. Being scientifically minded, Nom proceeds to experiment searching out the scopes of his new found powers. He begins in Texas, a state he despises. As he moves on from each experiment, he picks his prey to match some facet of modern western life that he hates. Each receive a fate customized to match what Nom feels they did wrong. Nom then travels home to Michigan after initially defining his new role in life. In Michigan he uses his powers to settle a few old scores and family business. A run-in with an old friend convinces him that he is being selfish for not using his god like powers to better mold humanity. The end of the book sees him taking on the leader of the free world. Nom now personifying Death, learns that he has a true foe, Life.Nom will return.

Death: A Biography

A lot of preparation, a bit of inspiration


"Well, America and World, I assume you're wondering what all of this is." he said, gesturing at his apparatus. 


"This, ladies and gentlemen, is my crude variation on the blades used in classic French guillotines. Back during the election campaign of our illustrious Führer over there," Nom said gesturing at the President," he liked to frequent Vyrodok's right wing conspiracy radio show. 


Nom rose and loosened the eight fasteners, two on each the blades' corners. 


"Dick Vyrodok is a particularly interesting moron. Among the lovely conspiracy beliefs he holds, is one that the school shootings that plague this country are a conspiracy played out by 'crisis actors'. A fabulous ruse, to try and steal guns from 'innocent' conservatives like him."


Nom set the blade between the steel ropes and attached it. Two ring fasteners, to each rope half, made a sliding frame for his blade to ride up and down on. 


"The conspiracy I found most entertaining held that the liberals of America are building guillotines and storing them in their basements. Apparently, we will use them for the day we rise up and seek to kill all the conservatives. It was delusional bull shit, but it also was so amusing, that I decided to draw inspiration from it."


Nom attached one end of the pulleyed rope to the center of the blade mount with a clamp. 


"I, for one, would hate to disappoint Dick Vyrodok." Nom said with a chuckle. "I also have to give credit to Mrs. Kathy Griffin. The magazine cover was inspiring satire of the highest order."


Nom propped the knife edge of the blade with a magazine, to keep it from falling on the floor. His solution to the blade mass issue and portability problem, was a stroke of genius. Add the weight after he got to the set, so that he would not have to lug an eighty pound blade. 


Nom took the water bags and headed for the set's kitchen sink. 


"Now this rig is a bit sloppy, but it is homemade and portable. Not to mention, I needed to be able to sneak it past security. Sure I could have done all the killing I need to with only a wish, but sometimes you just want to do a thing with your own two hands."
