The Bayou Boogaloo

Ready for something different? The Bayou Boogaloo’s got it.


In today’s Amazon world, “fiction” is a broad definition. Going away…

Wait, now that I think about it, let me digress.

I studied Journalism at the University of Mississippi. I also minored in English and Spanish. Mentioned elsewhere, I learned I enjoyed writing creative fiction but until 2003, I lacked anything worthy to write about, something with impact, until the idea for Killing Jane Fonda erupted.

I’ve been working on Killing Jane Fonda for an incredible amount of time — starting, stopping, restarting. Doing so resulted in an amalgam of writing style and skill.  But that’s not the point — fiction.

Writing is an artform.

When Fifty Shades of Grey hit the mainstream, I decided to have a look at the ‘art’ within its pages.

It sucked. Yes, it sucked — but you know what, I don’t have a two movie deal and I still have bills.

One day, while flying in Afghanistan, a buddy asked me if I’d heard of Bigfoot porn, to which I replied, “no.”

Apparently, it’s a thing. Moreover, it directs you to a weird part of populated with dinosaur porn, minotaur porn, mermaid porn, gay, straight you name it.

I bought “Snowed in with the Yeti” out of curiosity but found the “Moan for Bigfoot” series for free online.

Most of the sub-screed there are little more than essays of less than 2k words targeted towards the perverse.

Birth of The Bayou Boogaloo

I decided to try my hand and actually produce something funny, raw yet plausible and produced Soul Tool, Revenge of the Cadaver Dick.

(Incidentally, a man recently DID have a penis transplant).

Given the short fiction centers in Louisiana, revolves around smut, I figured I needed a pseudonym and thusly, The Bayou Boogaloo was formed. Someday, I’ll return to write more and let my “fingers do the talking”.