It's been some time since I blogged, but as with all writing, there have been too many competing interests and ideas in my life to focus on just this. Yet, here I am, returning to the scene of the crime. Which brings me to the murderer.
I mean, this is a mystery. So, the first question people always ask is: Whodunnit?
The best I can come up with now is someone our pro really respects, maybe even have a man-crush on. I am thinking an independent musician, someone that warms up our pro's cold cynical heart to the music industry. The musician has to be honest, yet not corny. Admirable, but not a good-two-shoes. Maybe a war veteran. Someone who risked his life for this country and is now, deservedly, seeking to make his creative dreams come true. A patriotic musician! (And no, this is not an excuse to post the above picture. Well, maybe just a little.)
A musician also travels alot, allowing him opportunity to slip in and out of towns where he committed his last murder, giving him a serial murder aspect. And since he is former military, he has the physical ability and mentality to kill.
What he represents are those first infatuations we first have when discovering a new musician. There is so much hope and admiration placed vicariously into that artist. Then they sell out and we are left not recognizing the person we celebrating when they were "underground."
In my story, the pro never finds out the musician is the murderer. The pro remains in complete ignorant bliss that his "hero" is true. Sometimes I wish the same for artists I first discover. I wish they would remain undiscovered--or pure--forever. Like so many things in life, everything decays.
Wait. Maybe I am referring to Jessica Simpson.
Wait. Maybe I am referring to Jessica Simpson.
