Fiction
The Book of Ruin – Book Two, Ch. Two
“They say cocaine’s for horses and not for men, they say it’ll kill you but they don’t say when.” From an Ancients’ lullaby. A child: “Tell us, Old One, of Bo-Jo the Ho-Ho” “Ah, Bo-Jo [more…]
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Fiction
The Book of Ruin – Book Two, Ch. One
BOOK TWO, THE DOINGS OF A MADMAN Thin, ragged children skip and tumble, chanting: “Ring a ring a mortgages A pocketful a credit cards Re-Cession, De-Pression We all fall down.” Others, having shared a nest [more…]
Fiction
The Book of Ruin – Book One, Ch. Three
“And Gordon fell in with Kinnockio the Clown and Blair the Grinning Butcher and Imelda the Greedy Scouse Gob and was at once at home among them for they were all useless, idle, thieving cunts……” [more…]
Fiction
The Book of Ruin – Book One, Ch. Two
“And as Gordon grew, even his Sire, the Preacherman and tight-fisted Presbyterian sonofafuckingbitch……” “Tight-fisted Presbyterian sonofafuckingbitch.” “…looked on him and said unto his woman, this one must go away and be taught bribery, blackmail and [more…]
Fiction
The Book of Ruin – Book One, Ch. One
BOOK ONE, A RUINOUS FEUD . It is in an old, roofless, dilapidated building, without windows or doors, more a few piles of rubble than a building, set in a devastated, once-urban wilderness, two hundred [more…]