CREATIVE NONFICTION N O V E L S
by Mark Plimsoll
WMD Machete

Guatemala to Guatepeor: How 22,000 Died for his sin.
by Mark Plimsoll
What happens when a twenty-two year old
boy's youthful innocence and idealism explores the Third World's second
fallen domino in the Cold War? A graphic description of his coming
of age in a Mayan jungle-nation of Guerrillas and revolutionary thought,
mired in the natural fecundity of illicit pleasures where roles
change from domination to subjugation in the time it takes a virgin
boy to orgasm, or an earthquake to crush a nation's urge to war.
Nineteen-seventy five, a 21 year-old
college student once read in the Encyclopedia Britannica about a country
with a per capita income of a dollar a day. He works and saves enough
to hitchhike down to Guatemala. He visits quaint tourists towns and then
wants to get away from it all to write- he lives in an Indian Village,
then tries out a new settlement on a secluded Pacific beach. Then
he attracts the interest of a French girl who 'got adopted' by a rich
Guatemalan family which sets her up to marry their youngest
son. Their first night together the earth moves- the Earthquake of February
4th, 1976 that kills 22,000 people and plunges the country into chaos.
The coming epidemics of disease and death mobilize the upper classes to
post guards, carry guns, and wait for the onslaught of those with machetes
who will come to loot.
Amid this exotic splendor- colorful indigenous cultures,
the world's most beautiful lake under its trinity of three smoking volcanoes,
verdant landscapes of tropical lowlands and cloud-shrouded rainforest-
the world shook and trembled for days.
Plimsoll weaves distinct realities of language and
culture, glimpsed through the cracks in the strata of economic class,
race, and human necessity, to create a vivid tapestry of the human condition.
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"In the Sixties,
NASA sent astronauts and scientists to study the phenomenon of a portion
of the Great Coahuilan Desert in Mexico where radio waves cannot enter,
perhaps due to the prevalence of great quatity of meteorite
fragments found there, or the remnants of a subterranean sea of ancient
waters from over five hundred million years ago."
See
the MYSTERIOUS Zone of Silence and Bolson de Mapimi!
Set in the mid nineties,
when a middle-aged "baby-boomer" divorced Gringo man travels
with bicycle to the modern desert city of Torreón, Coahuila (Mexico)
to meet an unknown man that shares his birthday. He finds a self-described
philosopher who promises to teach the Gringo how to reinvent himself
as an International Playboy. Together they hey set out on a
mission of discovery through the Oases towns of the Coahuilan Desert,
sharing motel rooms, personal histories, alcoholic hazes, urban Bohemian
bars, Techno-Discos, and brothels. Then they meet a sexy blond,
a brilliant but crazy American writer, who claims to want the Gringo's
baby and begins a pratfall-filled tour that takes them to a mountaintop
ghost town. There amid the drizzle and abandoned Colonial stone buildings,
among the equally medieval denizens that consist of European expatriates,
she ensnares him in her nightmare of alcoholism and homocisdal self-destruction.
Wonder at the Miracle of
it all!
Plimsoll accurately depicts
these jewels of unintentional humor set in the rough-hewn matrix
of one of the most illiterate nations on earth. Zone Of
Silence One subtitle as "How Do Mexicans Believe What They
Say?" The divorcing upper-class philosopher who abandons his
family graphically illustrates Mexico's intellectual development,
as he incessantly halts conversations to take notes about love, women,
meteorite-strewn deserts that block radio waves, identified UFOs,
subterranean rivers and mystic 'power sites', and the true purpose
of pyramids, the Virgin of Guadelupe, and the Pope.
A middle-aged, recently separated Gringo man with "middle-age crazies
or male menopause" travels with bicycle to the modern desert city of Torreón,
Coahuila (Mexico) to meet a complete stranger, only because they share
the same date of birth. This Mexican, a self-described philosopher, promises
to teach the Gringo how to be an International Playboy as they set out
on a mission of discovery through the Oases towns of the Coahuilan Desert.
They share motel rooms, personal histories, alcoholic hazes, songs in
Bohemian bars, whores in brothels, and the rejection of young women in
Techno-Discos until they meet a sexy blond American with a somnolent greyhound.
Their friendship dissolves into a comedic competition where the winner
takes a pratfall filled road trip with her as 'Travel Writers" who
seek the undiscovered desert oasis and bargain hotels in exotic
locales. She holds her liquor better than she holds him, yet on
a mountaintop above the vast barren desert, amid the cold drizzle and
black-stained stone of a Spanish Colonial ghost town, she says she wants
his baby. The shoeless European expatriate denizens suggest, to
a man, they shed their "First World" baggage with the help of a feathered
Indian shaman, who takes them out into the desert to learn Huichol rituals
and sniff peyote powder from antelope horns. And there they discover the
Zone of Zilence.
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Malinche
And The Virgin

by Mark Plimsoll
After surreptitious
and ritualistic lovemaking on the grounds of Graceland, an Elvis impersonator
believes the ghost of Elvis instructs him to take his son to Cancun, Quintana
Roo where they try to put down roots. In this busiest crossroad
of world tourism, he casts his net into the dark waters of multicultural
society and hooks up with a brilliant polyglot writer, a married mother
of two, whose believes that to further her oeuvre- short second-person
vignettes that hint at her extravagant and exaggerated sexuality- each
of her birthdays must become a public celebration of brazen extramarital
affairs. When her husband mysteriously dies, her "Elvis"
becomes suspect number one in a love polygon that sucks one into a three-dimensional
kaleidoscope of cross-cultural influences shattered by interpersonal realities..
"I love how
it feels, to write in second person, to direct the actions of some unnamed
you. It makes me feel like God, moving simple doll-like creatures which
I create solely for my pleasure." she said.
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In progress...
Four
Springs
by Mark
Plimsoll
Multicultural Postmodernism
has its dangers. Two weeks before Christmas, a young Mexican woman comes
to study in the US, part of an exchange through respective National Park
Systems, and meets a middle-aged Ranger who gives her a business card
which he uses to identify himself as an eligible bachelor. When she blithely
e-mails him an invitation to a New Year's Ball in the tiny village's casino,
he immediately takes a bus three hundred miles south of the border to
visit her. That starts a whirlwind romance of weekends amid the
exotic springs and desert mountains of a region known as the Galapagos
of North America. Obstacles abound- her huge traditional Old World family
intimidates this Yankee with only two siblings, both alienated and workaholic,
ignorantly intolerant and as unsupportive, as duty-bound as "any
normal American monoglots", who must talk him out of it. In
spite of what separates the lovers- distance, an international border,
language and culture- they decide to marry, and plan an eco-tourism business.
The mere thought of it alienates the village's powerful family of illiterate
Narco-Traficantes, but due to his imperfect Spanish, he Quixotically charms
those who set out to break his legs and everything in between, and he
seems to "go native." When his WASP roots again resurface, the
gloves come off, the players unmask, and the bedrocks of two distinct
universes lay exposed as a microcosm of international realities.
TimeShare
in the Desert Of Lions

by Mark Plimsoll
What happens
when you stay too long? A vacation stretches into a year of drugs, suicidal
depression, and mother-murder among polyglots who sell paradise a week
at a time. Watch how gamblers, dreamers, prostitutes, escapists and the
disparate desperate learn to become your instant friend and talk you out
of your money by promising vacations that "cost only pennies a week" From
the inside, see "Party Central" from the vantage point of this army of
talented hucksters who go through the glamorous resorts of the world going
through your pockets, your money, your fantasies. The Company provides
daily motivational training for teh roller-coaster ride of the gambler's
ecstasy, the unearned victories among artists of the Lost Cause- lost
loves, and lost lives. A vacation of Family entertainment with lulst adn
betrayal, drugs, depression, depravity, betrayal, jealousy, and murder
set amid the beautiful and stunning Festival of the Caribbean, when the
forgotten Aztec god Prozac dukes it out with teh popular Rain God, Tlaloc.
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Godless Goddess
by Mark Plimsoll
A computer nerd escapes to Hawaii and
starts an affair with a young, energetic half-Brazilian tour guide, who
takes him along on her own vacation between tours. She knows the
sights, the sounds, the connections, and the undercurrents in and around
the islands' cultures. She also knows how to keep a secret- and to test
him, she asks him to hide their relationship when her friend, a busty
alabaster-white Scandinavian, arrives from Southern California. The
three explore Hawaii off the beaten track, share improbable true-life
stories, get drunk together in clapboard hotel rooms, clean an abandoned
tree house to camp in, and swim nude through wine-dark waves with Spinner
Dolphins. These outrageously uninhibited New Age Goddesses indoctrinate
him to the superiority of Wiccan maternal principles, and in return, they
expect him to donate more than his time and money. As they compete for
his attentions, he realizes how much he has to lose... his life.
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by Mark Plimsoll
Nineteen-Ninety Six, three years after
the population of Cuba suffers its "worst period since the Revolution"
which Cubans blame on the USA- scarce food, no medicines, little tourism
money, and an epidemic of Conjunctivitis. A group of idealistic Americans
think they've joined a religious group that wants to deliver aid, and
get embroiled into a group of unrequited lovers who desparately need to
get to the island nation of "want and lust" but the leaders
force teh group into 60s-style protests to antagonize the US Government,
as if they could enlighten the people of the United States enough to embarrass
the US Congress and Senate into changing policy toward Cuba. Whew. Mojitos
and Paladares, walk around all night with young Cubans through a dark
city stuck in the nineteen fifties, where water gets to the upper floors
in buckets on the ends of ropes. Shortwave singnals jammed as often as
the people danced, and even the four year olds' gyrations would make most
righteously indignant Anglo-saxons blush and feel twinges, of jealousy
and other sensations, down in their tropics.
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Catalog

by
Mark Plimsoll
A great human and much-maligned Mexican
Artist, a "Nymphomaniac" and possibly one of the first five liberated
women in Latin America, certainly within Mexico City. She hung out with
Diego Rivera's intellectual friends, and so she still stares at you
with the most incredible eyes out of four murals in Mexico City.
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