A Book of Mine Reviewed: Dad With a Flamethrower

The Dad W/A Flammenwerfer

We've got a review! If you don't read Big Country's blog, well, you're missing out on a lot of color and character. I was pleasantly shocked when a reader
pointed my book in his direction.

So time to spill some author's secrets. Yes, he's write about Ross' characterization as a chud. He wasn't supposed to be the super-awesome hero of most books. Ross was intended to be "the guy who did everything wrong," a total f--kup who really stepped in it but wiped his feet before he came in the house, if you know what I mean. A dumbass who figures it out; many people die cuz they can't adapt to their circumstances and think their way out of a problem. And yes, it's great that he got pissed off at the character's stupidity. Writers are supposed to evoke emotion. I got really pissed b/c Mongol Moon kicked America in the gnards and then he didn't deliver epic justice to his Axis of Assholes, although we'll be finding out this weekend if he did in Dance of Devils.

Remember folks, when you're reading you don't have to like the characters and maybe you're not even supposed to; some of you like my psychopathic character Sam. Hearing that my agonizingly foolish character was just that means I succeeded at characterization. Having stories where the protagonist is a totally prepared ex-ninja survivalist are just boring.

As for the flamethrower, it's a real design some kid in Utah built and showed off on YouTube a while back. My dad turbocharged his weed torch using some of the modifications so it works, but it's not ideal or probably safe. But then again we light our Christmas bonfires with gasoline. I'd probably stick with liquid fuel, you know gasoline, because it's just a better flamethrowing deal.