I am beyond exicited that May is nearly here and with it the release of Death Benefits! With that in mind, here is another snippet from my upcoming release! Hope you enjoy!
Sure, I’d noticed that Roger had become a little distant, but I figured it was one of those phases a marriage goes through. Until the fateful night at Alberto’s when I walked in and found the two of them huddled in a booth. Business meeting, yeah right. For a while, I was worried that I might become bitter, but thank God I managed to nip it in the bud. What? I’ve since decided that it’s really only right to pass along my playthings to the less fortunate when I have no further use for them. I will admit that beyond the obvious draw, which I like to call Thing One and Thing Two, I’ve never understood Roger’s interest in Barbie. Even I can admit that Roger is brilliant. I have to wonder what they talk about. Of course, maybe they’ve found something to do that doesn’t involve intelligent conversation, but I’d rather not look at that too closely, if you don’t mind.
Yes, Roger-The-Proctologist certainly chose an appropriate specialty in the end; turns out he is a professional asshole.
DEATH BENEFITS
Max Logan’s insecurities have consumed her to the point that she has allowed them to skew her perceptions of people and circumstances. She has grown progressively more bitter, sarcastic, and solitary since her divorce and feels as though she has spent a lifetime getting the short
end of the stick through no fault of her own; still she trudges on. Things can always get better, right? Of course, it’s hard to cultivate optimism when she finds herself dead; the victim of a D.I.E (Death in Error) caused by an overeager Grim Reaper in Training. She brokers a deal to be sent back to Earth as a temporary substitute for the Superintendent of Spiritual Impediment. Can a
girl who can’t recognize her own problems rectify the issues of the living impaired? Or will she discover that concentrating on their issues gives her a new perspective on her own?
Sure, I’d noticed that Roger had become a little distant, but I figured it was one of those phases a marriage goes through. Until the fateful night at Alberto’s when I walked in and found the two of them huddled in a booth. Business meeting, yeah right. For a while, I was worried that I might become bitter, but thank God I managed to nip it in the bud. What? I’ve since decided that it’s really only right to pass along my playthings to the less fortunate when I have no further use for them. I will admit that beyond the obvious draw, which I like to call Thing One and Thing Two, I’ve never understood Roger’s interest in Barbie. Even I can admit that Roger is brilliant. I have to wonder what they talk about. Of course, maybe they’ve found something to do that doesn’t involve intelligent conversation, but I’d rather not look at that too closely, if you don’t mind.
Yes, Roger-The-Proctologist certainly chose an appropriate specialty in the end; turns out he is a professional asshole.
DEATH BENEFITS
Max Logan’s insecurities have consumed her to the point that she has allowed them to skew her perceptions of people and circumstances. She has grown progressively more bitter, sarcastic, and solitary since her divorce and feels as though she has spent a lifetime getting the short
end of the stick through no fault of her own; still she trudges on. Things can always get better, right? Of course, it’s hard to cultivate optimism when she finds herself dead; the victim of a D.I.E (Death in Error) caused by an overeager Grim Reaper in Training. She brokers a deal to be sent back to Earth as a temporary substitute for the Superintendent of Spiritual Impediment. Can a
girl who can’t recognize her own problems rectify the issues of the living impaired? Or will she discover that concentrating on their issues gives her a new perspective on her own?
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