An extraordinary, disturbingly powerful collection of journals, The Journals of Taylor Hart is a collection of writings penned by a lonely, violent, and yet brilliant young man, spanning across more than four of his most formative years—culminating in the ultimate end of murder and slaughter on a university campus, giving the reader a once in a lifetime opportunity to glimpse into the mind of an individual capable of committing a mass school shooting.
On Monday, December 29th, 2008, Taylor Hart began writing his journals in spiral-bound notebooks. Obsessively, he recorded everything ranging from his thought provoking philosophical views down to beautiful short stories, even down to entries that could be described as nothing other than the products of raw emotion— insanity driven rants.
After four years of spiraling downward, Taylor’s maniacal and sociopathic progression collapses, concluding with his suicide in his university’s observatory and with the confiscation of his writings, but now, after some time, Dan Andrews has reacquired his former close friend’s unpublished journals. Published with all of Taylor’s originality intact, laced with timeless existential questions and violence, The Journals of Taylor Hart forces the reader to confront the question, “Who is the next person on the brink of committing the world’s next atrocity?”
Excerpt: "Saturday, January 19, 2013
It was a good idea sitting near the shortcut between the dorms and the apartments. It was dark and only used by drunk people on their way home with or without that nights partner. A lot of kids went by, walking through the neat row of maple trees. Some stumbling, some not. Surprisingly there weren’t many lone or coupled pairs using the path. It took a while for groups of people to stop travelling through before stragglers began strolling by. It was easy to see all of the young people from the parking lot I was parked in, and I think this will be crucial later for identifying targets before they get close enough to ambush me.
Finally around one o’ clock people had become painfully rare, passing in longer and longer intervals. And a couple was entering the apartment side of the path. The guy had a pretty lean build, fairly feminine and not nearly as big as me. I knew I could over power him if need be and clearly the girl would not be an issue. There was no one else coming from any other directions. I was far more nervous than I thought I would be. Perhaps excited. But nonetheless I will have to do something about all the shaking my body was doing for next time, beta blockers might be something worth looking into. I soaked the corner of the pocket of my hoody in water and got out of my car. I was gripping the revolver hard enough that it hurt so my hand wouldn’t shake. Approaching the two kids perpendicular to the direction they were walking, I nearly slipped over the dew just beginning to form on the grass and as I was trying my best to casually move towards them the girl all of a sudden started laughing and the guy kissed her and I wished so bad that they hadn’t done that but by the time I was near enough to them to cause concern I produced the revolver and braced the boy by the neck as I plugged the barrel tight into his chest and squeezed the trigger three times just before the girl had enough to think properly and scream I did the same to her except I knew I only had two bullets left so instead of her chest I put the barrel flush with her smooth chin and ruined it.
...Thinking about it now the gunshots had made very little noise since I had pushed the barrel tight with their skin. It seems somewhat ironic using people’s own bodies as suppressors. More importantly I don’t feel any of the guilt or sadness people always talk about. Tonight I just feel like I have one less thing to do and immortal.
T.H. - 4:06 AM"
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