"The devil may make work for idle hands, but industry stills the demons within." A Death in the Family is a story of a young English girl named Euphemia Martins coping with the sudden death of her father and Reverand Joshia Martins and the financial struggle left behind for her mother and little brother Joe. With... Continue Reading →
Follow You, Follow Me
The body looked like all the others: a female bound at the wrists and ankles, blood-oozing welts criss-crossing her buttocks, crushed larynx; most of all, her palate was pierced with that wickedly shaped fishing hook for controlling her while she endured the unspeakable. Yet, one thing distinguished her from the other corpses: she was thawing... Continue Reading →
It is Easy to Sleep With the Enemy. The Difficulty is Living With a Stranger
"Always, always it's the heart first. You must have heart to move you along. After that there's the head for understanding yourself, your enemy, and the field. If you have heart and use your head, you'll always find something at hand to help you reach your end." This book and its prose is conceptualized with... Continue Reading →
High School: The Time of Financial Frugality but Immoderate Mischief
"The makers of fine tobacco got men to part with serious money because they were selling them a lot more than shredded leaves and nicotine. They were selling a dream. Single malt distillers played the same game. It wasn't ethyl alcohol they were peddling, it was prestige. Trouble was, all three - nicotine, alcohol, and... Continue Reading →
La Vida de un Artista Nato or The Life of a Born Artist
"She is captivated by the silhouette of a lone Sangre caste bull on top of the hill,a valiant statue cut from the dawning light. She can't look away, already she knows:love is a dark and dangerous animal. For love, you must be prepared to die." A child born into the physically and mentally draining work... Continue Reading →
You Can’t Spell Fun Without the F and the U
WARNING - This book contains sexually explicit material, moderate drug use with a modern spin, and violence towards any living being with two legs, arms are not required. If this book were an animal it would be a chicken headed to your local grocer: a pound of fluff, 69 square inches of exposed plucked skin,... Continue Reading →