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| Seizure Wet Dreams |
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Full blurb:
In this collection of short stories and poems, you will meet a host of bizarre, fringe characters: Frank the Dog Walker, a junkie trying to score on New Year's Day in a deserted city; the maniacal Dr Ira; the failed writer Joe who is about to learn how to live without a vital part of his anatomy; The Chemist who is cooking up a potent strain of heroin extracted from the brains of screaming patients and Tony O'Neill himself. Running the gamut from autobiographical writing, surrealist outrages, political satire and demented Sci-Fi, Seizure Wet Dreams is an unforgettable ride.
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First page first lines:
From the poem '1319 iris circle #3'
another final point has been reached:
another grief-silent 3 a.m.
she placed the gun under her chin
heavy with xanax and heroin
and told me that this time, she fucking meant it
I screamed at her not to be so stupid
and to put the gun down for christ's sake
she looked at me with her pinned shell-shocked eyes
and conceded.
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Category: Short story and poetry collection
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Author: Tony O'Neill
Tony O'Neill interviews himself:
Q: Why bother?
A: I don't know anymore. There was a purpose but I can no longer remember what it was.
Q: If the writing stopped tomorrow would you get a job?
A: No. I would rather live on the streets. My favourite line of Rimbaud poetry actually wasn't one of his poems. It was in a letter to Verlaine. He said, “Work is as far from me as my fingernail is from my eye!”
Q: So you would say you are a lazy bastard?
A: It's an aesthetic choice.
Q: Best job you ever had?
A: Shoplifter.
Q: Worst?
A: Human being.
Q: Thank you. Anything else?
A: Please buy my books and visit me here.
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Publisher: Social Disease
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Reviews:
“The author has plunged headlong into the darkest underbelly of Tinseltown and lived to tell the tale. The vein-digging, gang-banging, trick-turning, stomach-churning tale he tells – shot through with the whitest flashes of poetry – will leave track marks on your soul. For real.” – Andrew Gallix, Editor-in-Chief, 3:AM Magazine
“Reading it, I could taste the LA smog. Here pain comes like a mack trick, relentless and unavoidable. Don't blink. Keep reading.” – Dan Fante, author of Mooch, Chump Change and Kissing the Fat Waitress.
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| Book code: BTD007 |
| Price: £ 6.99 |
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