Full-Bore Gonzo

If you’ve ever wondered how it is I come up with some of my more bonkers ideas, let me tell you a little tale.


Back in and around the turn of the millennium, when everything was supposed to go to Hell in a hand-basket because of the Y2K bug, I was living down the street from where I am now. Truthfully, that’s not that important, except it put me in close proximity to the house of one of Diazien Hossencofft. That name, in conjunction to the time frame, should trigger alarm bells in anyone versed in Albuquerque’s strange and savage history.

Now, I have never met Hossencofft, nor have I met any of his multiple wives, but he was living a short distance from me and I didn’t even know who or what he was until I repeatedly saw news crews outside his house as I driving home.

Diazien Hossencofft and his girlfriend were convicted of murdering Hossencofft’s wife (whose body still hasn’t been found) and sentenced to whole mess of time in the big house. That, in and of itself, isn’t all that crazy. What is crazy, is there were allegations during that trial that they killed her to get ready for the mass invasion of reptilian-alien masters who already ran the US government and Hossencofft and his girlfriend may have eaten at least part of his murdered wife.

That’s bonkers, even in New Mexico where alien abduction is a perfectly valid excuse for being late for work.


Remember, this is a state that gave the world the Roswell Incident and all the allegations about a secret base in Dulce, NM run by aliens and former Nazis who are trying to create alien/human hybrids. (Admit it, you thought I was making all that up in Arise, didn’t you?) Even here in the Land of Enchantment, the story of Diazien Hossencofft is outlandish.

And this guy was living a stone’s throw from me.

All those ideas that seem so far-fetched – aliens, secret bases, alien/human hybrids, Satanic plots – are pretty run-of-the-mill in New Mexico. We were telling those stories long before Scully and Mulder showed up on the scene; I just took those tales and used them as plot points in fiction.

When it comes to high weirdness, we’re experts, so it shouldn’t be surprising that magical realism is a common theme here. We made international news in 1947 and have been riding high on it ever since. The first atomic bombs were detonated here in New Mexico. We’re used to this kind of thing. If that makes us weird, then so be it. As the master of Gonzo himself said,

“When the going gets weird, the weird turn pro.” – Hunter S. Thompson

They say when it comes to writing, write what you know. And I know weird.

More on the murder of Girly Chew Hossencofft

New Mexico Paranormal

Back when I was working on Arise I needed something terrible to have happened to Wilford to explain why he is the way he is.  Basically, I needed a monster, something that his DHS team stumbled upon and it shredded them.  I wanted it to be a native New Mexican monster but aside from Navajo Skinwalkers and La Llorona, I was pretty uninformed about most of the critters that roam the New Mexico darkness looking for flesh.

Believe me, when it gets dark in New Mexico it gets really dark.

I started digging around, looking up the myths and legends of New Mexico and came across the old story of Coco.  A bogeyman was a perfect thing for Wilford’s team to run into and made for a nice backdrop to the story.  I love the idea that not only do certain people know there are monsters out there, they fully understand there’s really not much guns and body armor can do against the supernatural.  That kind of knowledge drove Wilford and even though he’s portrayed as kind of a bad guy, he’s really just more of a dick than anything else.  It’s his understanding that he wants to save the world from the monsters but can’t effectively fight the monsters that causes the schism in his psyche.  He ultimately does gain the ability to fight back and begins to see everything but people as a bad thing.  He’s got a story in the upcoming Clock Man that should be out in a month or two that will serve as a setup for Henchmen 3 which will be released at some point; I’m still hammering out the plot details in my head right now.

Anyway, back to monsters of the paranormal kind.  A lot of our traditional monsters evolved from Native American myths and Spanish intermingling.  The tragic story of La Llorona is a classic example and so is the story of Coco, the bogeyman of northern New Mexico.  I’ve covered those stories in earlier blog posts, as well as a few others, but since most of the stories are oral, it’s difficult to suss them out on the Internet.  Likewise finding things at the library was difficult.  Apparently the paranormal stories of New Mexico that don’t involve aliens are considered something of a niche market.

We spent this last weekend in Taos, one of New Mexico’s many art towns, hiking and generally exploring.  While we were wandering around I found a book store and was pulled in by its gravitational field.  I find it difficult to avoid bookstores.  The one in Taos was nothing compared to the Southwest Book Trader in Durango, CO but SBT is in a class all its own.  Somewhere, buried in the depths of SBT (50000+ books in a maybe 1500 sqf store), is the recipe for the Universe.  I didn’t find the recipe for the Universe at the book store in Taos, but I did find this:


And it is chock full of stories of vampires, werewolves, La Llorona, bogeymen, brujas, and all sorts of things that go bump in the night.

If Wilford wants to rid the world of monsters (including Steven and Eve), he’s going to have his hands full.  His solution to that problem is covered in a novelette entitled “The Hunt” that will be part of the Clock Man collection.

New Mexico Book of the Undead