In case you’ve missed the saga of Nick Pacione, let me catch you up. He’s a nutbag that thinks he’s some sort of small publisher, artist, and such a keen writer that he’s the very namesake of Lovecraft. Dude even thinks that sneaking a couple of his self-published books into the Poe museum and taking pictures means that his books have been accepted there as part of their catalog.
He’s a homophobic misogynist that lashes out at anybody that DARES contradict his psychotic version of reality. He’s tried to have a go at me, suggesting bestiality as the source of my offspring and hinting at dropping me in Lake Michigan with a bull shark that doesn’t exist.
Most of his attention gets spent threatening authors and luminaries in the field that have exposed him for what a ridiculous wretch he is, saying the most vile and disgusting things about them, physically threatening them and trying to ruin their reputations with allegations of identity theft and plagiarism. He throws massive rants about one guy “going after” his #ssn, despite the fact that Nick, himself, has broadcast his own “Vital Nine” all over the freaking web.
Nobody takes him seriously, same as I shrug him off here. If anything, they point and laugh at his prolific attempts to discredit them. Well, us. He still throws my name in the mix, not that he can spell it right to save his life.
I am by no means an authority on Nicky and his antics. For that, you should skip on over to The Rusty Nail. They’re currently keeping track of his antics on Twitter, since he’s gotten himself put in Facebook jail again (and blaming everybody under the sun except himself) and threats he’s spewing on FB. Looks like he’s about to get himself booted off of there as well. He just doesn’t know when to stop.
The moral of the story, here, is that this guy claims to be a publisher. If you come across him or a company called Lake Fossil Press, RUN. He is the only publisher on the planet that’s worse than you-know-who. She’s just greedy. This douche is crazy. Seriously. And I don’t mean in a cute way. He’s buggin, and that’s the last thing you want associated with you or your work.
Seriously, though. If you’re in the mood for a little of the batshit crazy mentality that we avoid here now, jump over to Rusty’s and read up about this joker.