Mr. Cynical is back. I knew this guy was a reporter and a cop, but an author, too? I'm surprised he has the time what with all the sitting in bars smoking, drinking whiskey,and telling his life story. He didn't complain about his ex-wife in this one (it's not her fault, really, he just has a hard time with relationships) , so maybe that's giving him a few more minutes in the day. But he would have to be pretty effing cynical to not call the cops when a serial killer makes contact with him!
The dialogue-within-dialogue was kind of awkward. "'What?', I said," he said.
On a personal note, I'm from New Orleans, so when we find out the convention is there I was hoping for some old skool French Quarter ghosty action.
The description of his Hollywood experience was a little cliche.
But it was a cool idea, and I did not see the ending coming. It's refreshing to have a horror story that does not involve the supernatural.