Category: News!
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The Rented Room – Virginia Betts
It is commonly understood that along with a birth, a death, and a divorce, moving house is one of life’s most stressful events. I had no close, personal experience of the first three but I was ready to risk the last, as the time had come to move on. Feeling…
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Book Release!
Burnt Lungs and Bitter Sweets is now available to buy both in paper and eBook versions! ‘Seedy, gutsy and occasionally psychotic, if you like Martin Millar’s Lux the Poet, you’ll love this!’ Jane Savidge; PR and author; Britpop lynchpin. ‘Believeable characters brimming with energy and bad habits. Halfway through the first chapter I…
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Last Train Home – James Jenkins
Last Train Home “… see, the key to really benefit from air source heating is insulation. Yeah, I know what you’re thinking, But Jerry, if I’ve got to pay to re-insulate my house, then I’m spending not saving, and I understand your concerns. However, after the initial outlay you can…
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Interview – Virginia Betts
Leading up to the eagerly anticipated release of Virginia Betts – Burnt Lungs and Bitter Sweets, we thought we’d have a catch up with one of our most hardest working authors. With just under 100 pre orders already and a week ahead of release something tells us this is going…
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Afterglow – Paige Johnson
Contrary to spring break promotionals, there aren’t many blondes in the Li’l Latin America known as Miami. Or at least not ones with natural lips and hips, ones with accents from Pittsburgh instead of Portugal or Peru. Ironically and traditionally exotic as an online dancer, Cherry is the fair-hair beauty…
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Only Fangs – Jude Potts
‘Get ‘em while they’re young, hot and naive, that’s the secret.’ The expensive suit and handmade shoes don’t disguise Danny’s cheapness. ‘You got ‘em for life, then, see? Bleed ‘em dry.’ Your dictaphone whirs away, but you still scribble notes on a reporter’s pad, capturing the atmosphere. Danny, chomping on…
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Folie a Deux – JP Relph
I fell in love quite unexpectedly. No, not fell. I crashed, head on. A devastating collision. As if a tornado spun through my chest, shrieking and thrashing, uprooting buried sorrows like wooden houses and tearing them asunder. My heart ached. A feeling so unfamiliar, I was convinced I was in…
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Old Bones – Jenny Hart
He stands in my hallway stinking of piss and whisky. The collar of his parka is black, oily from the secretions of his skin. His beard is grey and sparse and alive with lice that crawl all over his chin. He must have let himself in with the key he…
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The Howf – Peter Bennett
A dank heat washed over Davie Bryce as he pushed open the lightweight interior door, pilfered the year before from a skip when the yard’s admin block was extensively refurbished. It was fixed to a rudimentary frame and secreted behind the battered shipping container’s door. Dripping wet, he stood momentarily…
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Downtime – p.a. morbid
Angel — In this downtime between ecstasies you place your hands on the cold damp wall and wonder where you’ve been. There are fresh cuts on your arms, the blood caked and smeared, catching in small clots on the fine hairs. Your body aches with a deep exhaustion, but you’re…
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