2nd Official Tate-LaBianca Murders Blog

It's not like MsBurb to disappear. Many people would like that, but I'm like a bad penny slathered in Ebola...I might hide inside a monkey for a wee while but, like Jack said, well, kind of, Here's MsBurb! First, my apologies... I went AWOL on both the 2nd Official Tate-LaBianca Murders Blog (aka TLB2) and the Buck & Buntline Inn (aka B3) , as for the last number of years I decided to try my hand at longer works, and like chewing gum and walking - and I have no idea how people do that! - I left writing short articles to dive deep and long into novels. In that time, I've written three books... No More Blood - on the last three hours of Truman Capote's life - available right now as an ebook at Amazon. No More Blood, being such a research heavy topic, and my first stab at a long work, took me close to two years to finish; although, Truman had been talking in my ear since '07, I just didn't think I had it in me then to attempt...

No, TLB2 isn’t at an end… Just, tonight, well, the wee hours of today, actually, is the 3rd Anniversary of the 2nd Official Tate-LaBianca Murders Blog… And instead of being in a party-hat mood, I’m maudlin… I kinda feel like Frank did, all those years ago…you feel like that if you're the type to have lived on the edge, flown too close to the sun, witnessed the bright light and feel for some unknown reason the light dimming… Don’t get me wrong… There is no reason, all is well, just tonight, I feel like someone sitting on a bar stool, all alone, close to closing time, the barman, the pianist wishing to God I’d go home…but I just have to order one more…for the road…and maybe spill the beans as to why… When I started TLB2, it was just a way of “spilling the beans” on any topic of interest concerning those crimes, beyond just the obvious daily sound bites and rather mindless drivel that other like-minded blogs were spewing …a way of digging deeper into each aspect concerning t...

Yep, there’s tons… Like, “ Whatthehell, MsBurb?! ”; “ Are you on dope?! ”; “ Were you dropped on your head as a child, per chance? ”… Yep, loads even…sigh… But the most often sent my way is “Why?”…”Why write on a topic that just gets you upset, that is so close to home? Why put yourself thought it at all, all over again?” Gooooooood question… Have, in the past, avoided answering it properly altogether, or hover in silence as the asker waits…and waits…(and you KNOW, if you KNOW ME, that silence in any arena from MsBurb is a feat in and of itself!)… I write on murder, or death allot in my career, in one way or another…real, imagined, historical narrative, forensic diatribe, the works. North Irish descent…went to my first wake at age three! Dad for a cop that came home with shop stories on which, I’m sure, I shouldn’t have eavesdropped! Family much older than I, so relatives dropping like flies when I was young, funeral became a ho...