Of this photo: My sister, never one to mince words, says, 'Oooh, you're seducing people with your eyes!' Um....NO. I just don't really want all the weirdos who visit this site seeing my whole face.

Whoever fights monsters should see to it that in the process he does not become a monster.

- Frederich Nietzsche, German Philosopher

This is just a little Q & A I subjected myself to in order for visitors to know a little bit more about me, if, that is, they care to know any more about me. Judging my several emails I've received, a lot of visitors think I'm one of two things: a guy, or a foaming-at-the-mouth bloodthirsty psychopath. (So sorry to disappoint.) So anyhoo, here's just a few answers to questions I've been asked before, in order to enlighten those who choose to visit my humble Internet abode.

Name: Vanessa

Age: 22

Location: Missouri, USA

Why Serial Killers? When I was a senior in high school, my Advanced English teacher made each person in the class choose a serial killer/mass murderer/notorious criminal to do a research project on. I chose Ed Gein. She told me it was the grossest thing she'd ever read. I got an 'A'. The rest is history.

Hobbies: You're looking at it. The only hobby I have that really stands out, anyway. Other than that, I read, write and listen to music. Nothing exciting like robbing banks or doing heroin. And quit asking, I don't kill people.

Favorite Authors: Ayn Rand, Henry Rollins (yes, that Henry Rollins), James o'Barr (if only for The Crow,) John Douglas, Robert Ressler, Motley Crue's autobiography.

Favorite Book: The Fountainhead, Ayn Rand

Best Thing I've Heard in a Billion Years: The impending return of Headbanger's Ball. My life is now complete, even though it won't be as cool as when Riki Rachtman hosted and hair bands reigned.

Best Mosh Pit: (hed) p.e. with Nonpoint, at the Beaumont in Kansas City, Missouri. Deadly!

TV: Jackass. That's genius.

Likes: Eating, sleeping, listening to music, reading, writing, nail polish, making people laugh, being right.

Dislikes: Bad moods, Andrew W.K., bigots, boredom, bad grammar, mean people, pop-ups.

I Always: Win in a gross-out contest.

Recommended Listening

I'm a huge music fan, and I always listen to something whenever I work on this site. Music helps set a mood and/or create a certain ambience. Here's a brief (and far from complete) summary, in no particular order, of what I surround myself with when writing for this site, as well as what I listen to when I want to get far, far away from the world of murder and crime scenes. I'll call the two sections 'Spooky & Otherwise' and 'Happy', because I can't think of anything more clever than that. Maybe you'll find something here that pushes your buttons.

Spooky & Otherwise

Depeche Mode - Violator
Danzig - Danzig
Alice in Chains - Nothing Safe
Nine Inch Nails - Broken, The Downward Spiral
Otep - Sevas Tra
Down - Nola
Pantera - Far Beyond Driven, Vulgar Display of Power, Cowboys From Hell
System of a Down - System of a Down, Toxicity
Hezery - Demo CD (Contact me to learn more about Hezery, or go to www.hezery.com)
The Crow - Original Motion Picture Soundtrack
Hatebreed - Perseverance


hed(p.e.) - Broke
311 - Soundsystem
So Far Gone - Greene County, Now & Then, Teaser (Contact me to learn more about SFG, or go to their site - which I built!)

The Black Crowes - Greatest Hits: A Work in Progress
Bob Marley - Legend
Red Hot Chili Peppers - What Hits?!, BloodSugarSexMagick
Guns 'n Roses - Appetite for Destruction


Contrary to popular belief (haha), I wasn't born with a deep-seated interest in abnormal psychology. There have been a select few who have guided me, helped out, and encouraged me along the way. I am one for doling out gratitude where gratitude is needed, and here's my chance to thank the chosen few who have supported me along the way. The following kudos are listed in no particular order, so if you're the last person in the list, don't feel bad. First, I must give props to my high school Advanced English teacher, Mrs. Diane Miller, who gave my class an assignment to do a research project on a serial killer/mass murderer/notorious criminal. I chose Ed Gein, grossed everyone, including Mrs. Miller, out, and the rest is history. Also, my late mother, who never questioned my interest and actually helped further it with her memories of the Charles Manson and Son of Sam murders (she also introduced me to the Sex Pistols, relating their habit of blowing snot rockets on the crowd)....my father, for gifting me with his sick sense of humor (you think I'm weird? you've never met my dad.....), Comer, Adrienne, Jenni, Mike, and Phillip for patiently listening to me recount tales of the latest bizarre case I'd stumbled across, and for not changing the channel when I am enthralled in the latest Discovery Channel or TLC crime documentaries. (You all repeat the words, "That's really gross, Vanessa," like a mantra.) To my Adrienne, I apologize for bringing up grotesque topics during dinner, I realize that for most people eating and crime scene/autopsy photos do not mesh well. Also, I do appreciate the nickname you gave me, 'Professor Death', and find it quite humorous, you little banshee. To Jenni, for being the only person who actually gags when I recount a particularly heinous case. I've subjected all to more proofreading, blood, gore, and violence that any normal person should have to withstand, and I am forever grateful. To Bill, you're the devil, any gross story you can tell, I can still top your ass! To Mel, for being a kindred soul in the world of crime, sloppy kisses my grrl! To Joe, for also being a fellow connisseur of all things forensic, maybe someday you may hold the title of Assistant to Professor Death. And to my homeboy Jason, who, whenever I launch into some sick tale, simply says, "Dooooon't tell me that...." and so I stop, because I know you WILL throw up....much gratitude for the hook-up, my brutha! Heavy Metal forever! (Who is John Galt?) Peace and much love to you all. You people must have great intestinal fortitude. (And that's just for being able to be friends with me.)

My tummy and my leopard gecko, Ziggy Stardust. (Unfortunately, no spiders from Mars were present at the time of this photo. Ha. Ha. No one is going to think that line was funny.)

The mind leads, the emotions follow.

-Ayn Rand

For some reason, this is the funniest goddamn thing I've seen in a long time. Not to mention it's disturbing and weird.