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This story begins where it ends, followed by a whimsical search for lucidity. The reader is taken for a particle infused gambol, a continuum circling spacetime. Isolation propels our hero, Thomas Sawyer. Exploring truth in blackholed fiction, our protagonist forages inward, where reflections of self-determined inevitability combine in a frenzy of mockery and contradiction. At lightspeed, redemption illuminates a champion’s folly, a fatuitous glow of expiated observance plucking strings of pity. Quarantined with the loathing of an allegorical cat, Luca, Thomas purrs a sardonic tune toward infinity. Besieged by mirrored worlds and consumed with extinction, haunting figures swirl from Thomas’ backscattering, a fanciful fancy of infantile fantasy, nonsensical nonsense neither fanciful, nor fancy, but fantastic. Every word punctuates an elliptical narrative woven concave toward cosmic salvation. Finally, in the end, childhood friends find reciprocity in a nearby cemetery, where Thomas peddles his last commodity, cashes his final check, and sells his essence for salvation. Simply, the story is the story.
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Joan Davis is a very informative writer when it comes to writing about her lifes experiences and expressions that she presents to anyone that has fallen prey to an addiction. Rather, its food, drugs, alcohol, or any stimulant in life that has become a source of control. She has expressed concerns about the change in the lives of our young people around the world. Joan is also a renowned poet, having written poems for any occasion on any topics. She has Gods gift for poetry.
In the near future, an incurable plague has infiltrated every city in the world and the mind of every victim it meets . . . every mind, aside from that of Mr. Abram, a wealthy business magnate in Manhattan. Mr. Abram witnessed the scourge first hand when his beloved wife fell ill before him. First, sight is turned black, then hallucinations, then with every misstep the patient takes in the dark of her mind, comes a new form of blood-letting, bone-dissolving torture. Finally, if the disease is not put on hold through induced coma, comes death. In spite of his apparent immunity and the mountains of wealth he heaped into research for a cure, no patient on earth has yet been led to survival. Itâ...
An alphabetized volume on women writers, major titles, movements, genres from medieval times to the present.