Scene1: Night time. Summer.
Chimera can't sleep and Turi never sleeps when he has the creative fugue. So Chimera summons Turi from his Anaheim palace of Sin to the Love Tub of Unearthly Delights overlooking the festering cess pit of L.A.

HERTZAN CHIMERA: (suffering from a stunning afterglow) Jesus Christ, Turi, get your sweet ass in my Jacuzzi of love with these two blonde kittens and pretend I have no idea who the fuck you are or why we should be doing this crazy interview. Budge up girls, let the nastiest mind-fucker you ever met get us all hot and bothered.

JOHN TURI: (sipping a double shot of Patron Silver Tequila) Hello ladies, Hertzy what is all this stinking white curd on top of the hot tub? Damn! The funniest American comedian Robert Schimmel http://www.robertschimmel.com calls it stepping into a dick cappuccino.

HERTZAN CHIMERA: (his eyes roll back in his head with joy) John Turi, finally we share the lovetub ... nice .... but before we get into the lathering proper, would you indulge me in a little chit chat about your stunning stories, your growing publishing empire and all-a that. First of all, and to get a little insight into your beliefs as a Buddhist, can you give me your opinion of this http://www.pileup.com/babyart/ ?

JOHN TURI: (drains his glass and instantly a 15th Century Chinese foot whore brings another) My writing is as my psychiatrist calls it; enigma writing. Meaning that I write from a depressive place which occurred at birth and instead of healing those wounds, I dig in and write from them. If I find a balance for my childhood and my adulthood, I would never write again. So I stay fucked up, drunk, misogynistic, unable to commit to one person for longer than three months (expect for my wife) and the list goes on. For me it's not about pumping out story after story, it's about writing to avoid a mental break-down. This falls into place with my philosophical path of Buddhism; life is suffering as you know. And as far as the Baby Art; it's exquisite and creative as all hell.

HERTZAN CHIMERA: (drains his glass and smashes it into the face of the girl beside him) I was reading, the other day, a truly gruesome story by your good self called The Killing Mind on a site called SPLATTERPUNK, a German website which has recently been forced to close down. When I write a piece of fiction I first go into a semi-conscious trance and travel down the single line of my creativity until the shock wave of an idea bumps me off, forcing me to race for the keyboard as the muse diffuses. What is the creative process like for a writer such as yourself who deals with such extremes of existence?

JOHN TURI: (fingers the clear liquid coming out of her broken eye and smells it) The writing that comes out of my pickled brain generates its' creativity from women. Those adorable creatures inspire me to no end. If it's meeting someone for the first time or rekindling an old affair, I love writing about, for, to and all about women. I'm not a rock star, or a celebrity who can walk down a street and have women toss their panties at me. I'm an introverted, near reclusive short dorky poet who must create words in order to get attention. Be advised sometimes the attention is negative; had a girl threaten a law suit because in a novella I did a few years ago, she gets raped. Even though I'm married, I still look for women to inspire me. I have to; I'm an insecure human with a sociopathic thought pattern. When I am inspired, the words flow, but they move towards the hatred and disgust of childhood. I have this problem of mixing up love with an Oedipus Complex.

HERTZAN CHIMERA: (gets a lovetub girl in a head lock until her face goes grey-blue) And they are great words, John, if you don't mind me being a gutless sycophant for a brief moment. But now, onto your publishing Empire and your support of BANNED BOOKS - what's the big attraction for illegal fiction, surely you would make more money bringing out the standard horror product?

JOHN TURI: (Turi leans over and draws a straight razor across the choked throat) You cannot censor what the mind creates, at least not in the year 2002. It has been tried for centuries and all it has accomplished is more brilliant writing. The biggest thing that turns me on about banned books is that the American Libraries are so against banning literature and have a banned book week every year. They are in high support of our first amendment and censorship in anyway. I encourage everyone to visit their website: http://www.ala.org/bbooks . It all started as a youth, when I was walking around a record shop at age nine and found a George Carlin album. It looked like a funny album and one of the titles on it was the 7 dirty words you can't say on TV. Bought the album, took it home, put it on the turntable and listened as George went wild with words. At the same moment my mom walked in and that was the end of that record. Ever since I have been pursuing the meaning behind words, their connotations with people and how only the ignorant and religious fundamentalists censor. It makes me sick, so every year Medium Rare Books will be publishing a unique title that has been banned somewhere in history. This year it is 120 Days of Sodom. A book that to this day is ahead of it's time. As far as the publishing empire, that's privy information, can't speak about it at this time, one day soon, but not now, there are too many secret meetings going on and… I have talked enough about that.

HERTZAN CHIMERA: (the bath is now strawberry topped) You got $1,000,000 dollars - as a practising Buddhist what do you spend it on?

JOHN TURI: (turns his razor sharp attention on the remaining lovetub whore) I would buy a nice home on the beach, get back a Porsche 911 I had a few years ago, buy a Strip club and furnish it with beautiful women, beer and only the best tequila. What I have left over, I will build a nice temple for the monks that I know in a beautiful forest. A place I can go when I need to dry out.

HERTZAN CHIMERA: (can't take his eyes off the slaughter) Technically speaking, you can come back as a toad or move onto the next plane. How does creativity and your subversion of the Laws Of The Land by your subversive writing stand you in the afterlife? What makes yours a 'good life'?

JOHN TURI: (opens her chest, kissing her still-beating heart) This is what the Marquis de Sade thinks of your pretentious questions. My life is a depressive marathon of constant dread. Remember Hertzy, nothing is real and everything is permitted. I am a Buddhist as a Philosophy, a Catholic by birth, a Muslim for the women, A Nation of Islamic for the bean pies, a Mormon for the humour, we can go on, but you get the point. Einstein said that you cannot destroy matter, so the energy that a human possesses must enter something after death; be it a flower, a tree, a fly… we are all connected. Damn, Hertzy did you put Ecstasy in my drink? Why, the hell am I talking about Religious Studies? My creativity comes from the evil of my mind and the everyday realities we all live in. I write Psychological Horror… when I rape a character in a book, that person is violated mentally; they wish it were a physical pain. In truth I'm a narcissist, I only care about me.

HERTZAN CHIMERA: (turns over the dead blonde bombshell and tears out her lower spine to suck on like a Tootsie Pop) Religion, the mind killer. As a devout atheist, I spit on all religious or dogmatic creeds. What do you think we should do with these whores to finish off the interview, JT?

JOHN TURI: Neitzche told us "We must create God in order to avoid Chaos." Some need a man in heaven or else they would go insane. I do the opposite; I mêlée with the perceptions of God in order to advance my insanity. The funny thing is that the meek will inherit the earth, but religions in all shape and forms will destroy it once again. (steps out of the hot tub, Hertzan follows) Hertzy, turn this hottub up till it boils and let's create a nice whore stew. We can gnaw on their tender flesh and toast, yet the ending to a marvellous interview that they will hate us for.