The Confederado: A Western Horror Tale of MesoAmerican Gore

By B. L. Blankenship

It was the rainy season when the lone Confederado descended upon the small MesoAmerican village. Unbeknownst to him, he'd just left one war to partake in another. In "The Confederado: A Western Horror Tale of MesoAmerican Gore" you'll journey alongside the Southern Rebel Gunter. He believed himself to be a warrior who'd never come across an enem

• Language: English
• Publisher: Benjamin Blankenship
• Release date: Feb 14, 2022
• ISBN: 9781087920894

B. L. Blankenship

About the AuthorB. L. BlankenshipBenjamin Lee Blankenship was born in Toledo, Ohio in 1981 to his two southern parents Larry Brown Blankenship of Giles County, Tennessee & Jonelle Blankenship of Harlan, Kentucky. During his youth in the mid-1990s, he moved to Roane County, Tennessee. Having a deep love for literature and history, he's studied many aspects of the American Civil War.Like many Americans his ancestors fought on both sides of the war. Each of his direct bloodline kindred that fought for the Federal Government (i.e. Union Army) lived in the Republican stronghold of Harlan County, Kentucky. They were: • James H. Ticky Howard (1832-1922)• Leonard Samuel Scott (1825-1889)• David E. Lee (1824-1905)• Elijah G. Helton (1829-1904)• William Burton "Gabby Burt" Hensley (1832-1906)Each of these willingly submitted to the federal draft under the direction of Robert Hays, Prevost Martial of the 8th Kentucky District.Likewise, his family housed many proud Democrats who fought for the Confederate States of America. Unlike the array of Harlan Co. Union Soldiers within his bloodline, those who chose to serve as Confederates were spread abroad; they were:CONFEDERATE HERITAGE:Richard Pierce Stracener (1843-1906)7th Reg. Georgia Infantry--------------------------James W. Farmer (1834-1910)Company C, North Carolina 3rd Light Artillery Battalion--------------------------Jefferson Pack (1830-1864)35th Regiment Tennessee Infantry, 5th Infantry,1st Mountain Rifle Regiment--------------------------Granville Smith (1843-1923)60th Regiment Virginia Infantry3rd Regiment Wise Legion, Company A--------------------------Gabrial "Rial" Smith (1820-1912)4th Regiment, Virginia Reserves, Company F--------------------------William Riley Thurman (1816-1907)2nd Battalion, Arkansas Infantry--------------------------All of B. L. Blankenship's direct bloodline ancestors lived through the American Civil War except for the confederate Jefferson Pack. He was born in Stokes, North Carolina (1830) and died on November 12th, 1864 while imprisoned at Camp Douglas, Illinois.

Book preview

COPYRIGHT 2022

No person may reproduce any of the material within this book without express written permission, or for an epigraph within a book, or for the purpose of a book review - as is the standard.

THE CONFEDERADO

a western horror tale of mesoamerican gore

Dedication

  I wrote this book during the months of December and January as the year 2021 transitioned into 2022. During the editorial process, my son Elisha (Eli) Jehu Blankenship turned 16 years old. While my initial entrance into writing fiction’s purposes were multi-layered, one of my sincerest hopes was that I might write something that he someday enjoys reading. He’s very much like me.

  Like him, in my youth, I did not read very much, with the King James Bible, Mad Magazine, Comic Strips, and Comic Books being the exception to that. Additionally, I failed to appreciate history. I’m dedicating this extremely violent, overly sexualized book which easily finds its place in the genres and subgenres of Western Horror, SplatterWestern, Extreme-Horror, and Grindhouse in the hopes that he’ll one day look back finding amusement in it along with the full body of work that I will one day leave behind.

  Whereas I tend to write stories with extraordinary depth and character details, my desire with this was to make it the embodiment of what I feel like an over-the-top SplatterWestern is supposed to be. An outsider comes into town, there’s a lot of blood, gore, and sex. Horror isn’t meant to be a non-offensive genre. It’s not supposed to hold your hand. To the contrary, it takes you by the throat. For that reason, this book is as trashy, chauvinistic, violent, and overly sexualized, without being classified as Horrotica, as possible.

  I wish all of the best for my baby boy. It seemed like it was just yesterday when he was born. Everyone always talks about how fast children grow up, but you don’t really fully get that until you have kids and see how quickly time goes by.

  This novella is far too violent for the mainstream. It takes a certain kind of audience to enjoy the literature of Jack Ketcham, films of Eli Roth, or Western Horror works of mine. Until he comes to a place where he can appreciate stuff like this, I’m thankful for everyone who does.

There are many humorous things in the world; among them, the white man’s notion that he is less savage than the other savages.

- Mark Twain

There is no government in Mexico. Hell, there’s no God in Mexico. Never will be. We are dealing with a people manifestly incapable of governing themselves. And do you know what happens with people who cannot govern themselves? That’s right. Others come in and govern for them.

- Cormac McCarthy

(via Blood Meridian or an Evening of Redness in the West)

If one road led to Hell and the other to Mexico, I would be indifferent which to take.

- General Nathan Bedford Forrest

Contents

DEDICATION

——————————————————————————

EPIGRAPH

——————————————————————————

PREFACE

——————————————————————————

ACKNOWLEDGEMENTS

——————————————————————————

INTRODUCTION

——————————————————————————

CHAPTER 1: A Horse With No Name

—————————————————————————-

CHAPTER 2: Man Walks Among Us

—————————————————-————————-

CHAPTER 3: Taming The Shrew

—————————————————-————————-

CHAPTER 4: Forbidden Fruit

—————————————————-————————-

CHAPTER 5: Devil Women

—————————————————-————————-

CHAPTER 6: A Very Dark Place

—————————————————-————————-

CHAPTER 7: Through The Void

—————————————————-————————-

CHAPTER 8: Something Remains

—————————————————-————————-

CHAPTER 9: Death Is Only The Beginning

—————————————————-————————-

ABOUT THE AUTHOR

——————————————————————————

Preface

  Back in the day, it was a pretty common thing to have Westerns that focused on vicious Native American attacks. Now that is pretty taboo, even though they happened. What is sad is that they often happened out of retaliation directly and indirectly toward the people who’d slaughtered and robbed them.

  The truth is that there were plenty of exceedingly violent tribes who’d kill you without provocation. When you look at the Native Americans and start comparing them to the wildly bloody pagan tribes of Mexico, MesoAmerica, and Peru, the difference is huge. The Aztecs alone would torturously slaughter tens of thousands to their gods in a fashion similar to something you’d see in the movie Indiana Jones and The Temple of Doom. Some Peruvian tribes were cannibals and head-shrinkers.

  Tribal groups that came from that region of the world, like the Pawnee Indians, had massively violent rituals that heavily separated them from other tribes within what would later become known as the continental United States. Basically, in writing this book I wanted to write a story that had real savage native violence in it. I wanted it to be foreign to people as the unknown is scarier. Due to the geography of Oaxaca, Mexico - it won out.

  Be advised, this book is purely a work of fiction. It does for Oaxaca, Mexico what Deliverance does for Tennessee, what the Wrong Turn franchise does for West Virginia, and what The Texas Chainsaw Massacre does for Texas. Oaxaca is a beautiful place with rivers, cloud forests, and mountains; though I think most people who know of the place would identify it for the cheese they produce that bears its name. I personally think it’s delicious, by the way, and I’m a big cheese-eating guy, who leans toward smoked Gouda, Havarti, and milder cheeses of that sort.

  While writing this very brutal and sexualized novella, I made an effort not to go so far that it’d fall into the Horrotica (Horror + Erotica) subsection. Like most of what I write it is Western Horror, SplatterPunk, Gore, Historical Fiction, Extreme-Horror, and so forth. Everything that I write under B. L. Blankenship will be Western Horror and will be within the same world.

Acknowledgements

  Honestly, there are so many people that I could thank in this section. Since writing my first book as B. L. Blankenship my readership and subsequent following have continued to be on the up climb, and I’ve not slowed down one bit. Mind you, there are discouraging people in the literary world as well as those who prey on green authors seeking to take and give little to nothing in return. I feel blessed to have thus far somehow dodged so much of that and found kind, encouraging, and supportive author friends with whom I have backroom discussions in relation to literature, and such things.

  Being a professional full-time graphic artist myself, I’m thankful for all of the mentors and inspirations I’ve found throughout my life. Readers often admittedly get into my books because of the cover art, likewise, people praise the aesthetics within. I’ve had some wonderful teachers, though most of what I know within writing, art, and music is from application not being taught. I once read a quote where someone said, Real leaders are born, not made. Knowing history as well as I do, it’s not just an opinion, but a very clear fact. We all have things hardwired into us that we can hone and nurture, thereby gaining a greater proficiency in a medium where we seem to have a clear calling.

  In the editorial process of this particular book, I had two proofreaders (i.e. editors) who offered their assistance, suggestions in ways that wouldn’t compromise my voice and literary style. They are Megan Stockton & L. B. Stimson. Both of them are terrific and worth checking out.

  Megan Stockton’s bibliography currently includes

two books.

• Ethic (circa 2019)

Quiet Pretty Little Things (circa 2021)

      She has a passion for true crime and things of that nature. It’s not at all shocking that she’s such a big Jack Ketchum fan. Frankly, she is terrific. She’s also a wife and mother. Megan’s husband is a filmmaker. Her help was valuable to me and I was delighted to have her assistance with this.

  L. B. Stimson sent me the most detailed editorial notes I’ve ever received. She was great throughout the whole process. I’d find myself staring at them knowing when she’d talk about dialogue dropping down a line that she was right, regarding how it’s done within much of the mainstream, but stylistically the way this book is written I battled those suggestions.

  She’s an amazing author, mother, and wife. Her bibliography is ever-growing. It includes several series, and stand-alone