Sick love sad love saved by love.

Family Tradition originated a couple of decades ago. I wrote a story about a family of psychopaths reuniting around the death of their despised and abandoned patriarch and the love they hated for each other. At least I thought I wrote a story like that. Upon rereading the cacophony of manuscripts – I rewrote it fifteen times or something – I found cheap humor and vague sentiment and cheap humour and honest effort and inspiration and confusion but not enough love. The clarity of love. The weight of love.

So. This book is an effort to rectify that situation.

I added the love. All the love. Kept the cheap humor. And lunacy. And the irritating lack of commas. Have I mentioned I hate the little pricks? And I tried to figure out what I was getting at when I wrote it to begin with. Not that I think what I’m getting at is important. I think what I’m getting at is irrelevant. But it is the point of my own creative journey. I think when you’re younger you ask your creative machine questions that it’s not yet sophisticated enough to answer. It’s only with experience and failure and victory and hard work and perseverance and belief and dedication and hopelessness and humility and humiliation and 20- 30 – 40 years that you begin to figure out what you thought you knew to begin with.

Family Tradition.

A black comedy. A fuck up. A giggle.

All the love.

Where failure is a halo.

Available in the Kindle Store worldwide in Paperback and Ebook.

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Can Danny Glass see through himself…

That’s the question. Can anyone? Blur is noir. Neo-noir. Noir with sunshine. The cancerous kind of sunshine. Not the happy kind. But that’s okay. Just wear a hat and sunglasses.

Danny Glass knows everyone’s secrets except his own. He’s about to find out the biggest problem you have is the one you don’t know about.

Danny is an information broker – head of LookinGlass Information - a secretive and powerful data mining company. He was harvesting data before anyone and he sits on a mountain of other people’s misery. Danny’s data harvesters and algorithms build dossiers on every human-digital entity they sniff out. If you’re looking to map someone’s head through their vapor trails then Danny is your guy to go to.

There’s an election raging in L.A. and LookinGlass has done a checkup on Tristan Harmony - the soon-to-be-next mayor. Harmony graded out 24K pure. Only now he wants to talk to Danny. He’s worried and Danny gets the feeling they missed something when Harmony asks him to find a mystery woman who fell off a train forty years ago. All Danny has to go on is a yellowed and disintegrating newspaper clipping.

Danny doesn’t want to find the girl. Doesn’t want to deal with the headaches. He’s having a bad day. Woke up with a light in his eye and it’s getting brighter. The eye doctor made him feel worse. His dad is in trouble. But the worst thing is that Danny can’t fall asleep anymore.

Maybe it’s because he’s so tired. Maybe it’s the unrelenting light. Whatever lights him up, Danny gets obsessed by the girl in the clipping and falls into the past to find her. Bad things happen. Bad news. Bad luck. Bad decisions. People die. Danny faces the implosion of his own life.

Who will save him? The blind nun who abandoned her faith? The old flame with a broken soul? A brilliant billionaire pop singer too damaged to care? The psychotic genius who has a love for Danny’s father? They want to find the girl too.

Danny finds himself between the sea and the sky asking himself the question what is a life worth?

Is it worth more than love? Or loyalty?

Danny Glass doesn’t want to know but he’s going to find out...

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