Nikita’s meltdown

Like a meth addict hitting the pipe, La Femme Nikita has proven how little he cares about what we say by posting on his various blogs all frigging day! He’s taken shots at everyone he can possibly think of, and has done so with his usual incoherence. 

You would think that with all the babbling he does, his writing would get better, but it doesn’t. It gets even worse, more repetitive and indicates the type of psychosis that would require long term hospitalization. Or a kick in the ass.

While seeing him in a nice suit jacket with pretty ties in the back would be welcome, I opt for the kick in the ass.

Lucky for me Brian Keene did that today. Taking some time to reminisce about his dealings with the feeble minded dwarf of Glen Ellyn, Keene posted this today:

Nikita’s running total today has been a total of 11 posts on his various rat nests. It’s a shame he spends so much time telling us how important he is, what schmucks we are, but never really manages to say much of importance. It’s no wonder his next anthology didn’t make it out on Sept. 11th like he promised, he’s too busy having a breakdown.

Now excuse me while I make more popcorn and continue watching the trainwreck that is La Femme Nikita.

I know why the caged Nikita sings….

…because Brian Keene is everything NIkita isn’t. Our special olympian of the year still has delusions of talent. If you notice, he goes after those who are far superior to him in every conceivable way. Brian Keene, Janrae Frank, Karen Koehler, Poppy Z Brite, Rusty, autoaim.cfg, 50 foot Ant, and myself. Somehow, in that greasy hair encrusted skull he must think talking down about those with talent, will somehow make him feel better about his own poor work. He self publishes because no one with a working brain cell would publish his scribbling; he posts articles on AC to make pennies by whining about how people pick on him, yet never mentions his own atrocious behaviour.  You can’t even feel sorry for the little prick, because he’s so steeped in his own hate and pickled with his own perversions of truth that it’s made him bugfuck crazy.  It’s his special brand of crazy that allows him to poke fun of other people’s illnesses, and whine when someone calls him on hiding behind his own mental illness. when his address and phone # were published he pissed a storm of tears over the fact he’s too stupid to find out this information on others.  Check out his latest rant on Keene, read his other posts, and then go to Brian Keene’s website and see the difference betwen an illiterate load of rat droppings and a true professional.

Nikita’s abotive attempts at thinking can be found here: for your wretching pleasure, Nikita posted a vlog as well.

Brian Keene’s attempt to deal with Nikita unlawful actions can be found here:

Brian Keene on Bad Moon Books

Brian Keene wrote a blog entry regarding Bad Moon Books and its head honcho,

This was something I wrote about back on August 15, in regards to a thread on SL,

I have to say, I’m very happy that a writer with the profile of Mr. Keene was able to not only take a stand but point out some hypocrisy as well.  There is no difference between Roy Robbins and La Femme Nikita, when it comes to their blatant homophobia.  One can’t codemn Nikita and ignore, or brush aside Robbins’ comments because he’s a publisher. Any writer with any semblance of conscience would not do business with him. Any reader, would do well to not buy or support authors on his roster. It’s all too easy to look at the easy buck or two, but at what cost?