This evening’s Blogspot entry of Pacione’s is largely devoted to the lovely Ms. Hawkes.
“And for the crazed bitch from Texas, I am not standing in the way of your career so that does you the right to fuck sales of mine?”
Further along in the 684 word paragraph, we see this:
“But the crazed bitch from Texas would be trying to make nice with me to get a copy of this book or have people pretend to be friends with me just so they can get a peak.”
For those not up on the story, I’ll give a recap to the best of my ability. Ms. Hawkes encountered Pacione a few years ago, and mistook him for an aspiring writer who wished to learn and improve his craft. She tried to assist Pacione, but that was not what he wanted.
At some point, Ms. Hawkes recognized Pacione for what he is, backed away, and surrendered all hope of having any civil dealings whatsoever with the man. The more he accused her of turning on him, the less she wanted to do with Pacione.
Then there was the incident with the HWA. Pacione actually belonged to the organization for a little while. Things came to a head when he repeatedly ignored all rules of decorum for the members’ forum, and used the member list to harvest contact information to harass the membership. A vote was taken; Pacione was expelled. For this, he has never forgiven Ms. Hawkes.
If I read one more time how Nickolaus considers sleeping with one’s spouse to be tantamount to the crime of the century, I’ll puke. Her husband and co-author is the HWA webmaster. Pacione does take occasional digs at Mr. Fulbright, but it’s usually the women he harasses. Evidently, he thinks they’re easier targets.
The rest of his entry mentions the infamous tell-all memoir he’s writing. Nobody’s afraid of the contents of this doorstop. Nobody cares how long it is. Nobody will buy it.
I’m not absolutely possitive, but I think I might be the fellow that Mr. Pacione thinks is the spy looking to get his book. Unfortunately, against everyone’s warnings, I tried to friend the unfortunate nutcase on MySpace (I’ve got a soft spot for underdogs). It was a lesson learned. He started this attempt at friendship off by bitching about Christopher and Angeline, complaining about things I didn’t know about and cared about even less. He finally became fairly friendly and we shot a few MySpace messages back and forth. I thought the world was good and the outspoken Mr. Pacione was just misunderstood. I was horribly wrong.
The next day I get word that Mr. Pacione is falsely stating that I am sending him messages from Brian Keene’s forum – that he has been banned from. As soon as I get that streightened out I have a friend send me this blog. Needless to say I was pissed. His comments about Mrs Hawkes are not only slanderous and tacky, but they show a level of unprofessionalism that is amazing. I hate the fact that he thinks I’m the “spy” for a book I doubt anyone will want to read. It disgusts me that I’m caught up in his twisted version of reality, and I hope that it wasn’t me who got the crazy bastard stirred up enough to write his pathetic little rant against Mrs. Hawkes.
I wouldn’t worry about it, Bret. He thinks everyone’s trying to steal his book. Word on the street is that it’s nothing but a pathetic rehash of all the things that happened to him in high school, with a few parallels to current times. Mentally, he’s never made it past high school, so everything blurs together in his mind.
I can’t speak for Ms. Hawkes, but Pacione’s been going after her (on and off) for years. She knows it’s all a crock.
-Russ
He made it to high school?
I am glad to hear the Ms. Hawkes doesn’t pay attention to his crap. She and Mr. Fulbright are good people and it’s a shame to see someone as small minded as Mr. Pacione try and give them such a hard time.
By the way, I’m not sure it this is your blog or not (though I can read well enough to know it’s not Brian’s blog) but I’m enjoying the heck out of it. I thank you for digging up the stupid things said by a certain aspiring writer so that I don’t have to hunt the crap up on my own.
~Bret