Weatherhead is free for the Kindle 11/19-11/20 (Dark, surreal fiction)
Posted: Sat Nov 19, 2016 7:52 am
A grim, surreal guidebook to all the heart's dark places, a 21st century divine comedy that explores the hell of the human heart.
Read the stirring, disturbing novel that five-star reviews describe as "surreal, beautiful, and sad" & "[a]mongst the phantasmagoria and humor there is an unease, the feeling that the ground will give way beneath you or that you will fall into the maw of the sky".
https://www.amazon.com/Weatherhead-J-M- ... 247&sr=1-1
Nine months after his wife's death, a man is abducted from his house by a band of violent thieves and taken to a nightmarish city called Weatherhead. There he falls under the dark attentions of the cruel, despotic ruler of the city: the wife he thought dead.
This a love story between a person still living and a person still dead. It is also a hate story between the same, a violent story populated with all manner of ruffians, crimes, running street battles between Love and Hate (a particularly nasty bunch who hang out at soda fountains and dress terribly) and knife-fights between mourning and evening spouses. It is a story of how we remember those who are lost, and how we rebuild those who shattered in life. If life is a place in which we die, what does that make death?
Read the stirring, disturbing novel that five-star reviews describe as "surreal, beautiful, and sad" & "[a]mongst the phantasmagoria and humor there is an unease, the feeling that the ground will give way beneath you or that you will fall into the maw of the sky".
https://www.amazon.com/Weatherhead-J-M- ... 247&sr=1-1
Nine months after his wife's death, a man is abducted from his house by a band of violent thieves and taken to a nightmarish city called Weatherhead. There he falls under the dark attentions of the cruel, despotic ruler of the city: the wife he thought dead.
This a love story between a person still living and a person still dead. It is also a hate story between the same, a violent story populated with all manner of ruffians, crimes, running street battles between Love and Hate (a particularly nasty bunch who hang out at soda fountains and dress terribly) and knife-fights between mourning and evening spouses. It is a story of how we remember those who are lost, and how we rebuild those who shattered in life. If life is a place in which we die, what does that make death?