I’d Never Been Shot for Real Before

I’ve published a new story, I’d Never Been Shot for Real Before. It’s a black comedy that takes readers through a post-9/11 world of sex clubs, bankruptcy cubicle farms and guns that definitely go off. It may or may not check in with the narrator of Please, depending on your perspective and desire.

I decided to self-publish I’d Never Been Shot for Real Before rather than go the usual magazine route for a couple of reasons. First, it’s too long for most magazines, as it’s more than 5,100 words long. Second, I’ve been wanting to experiment with self-publishing an original piece of work, which I haven’t done yet. (I self-pubbed Please only when the print rights reverted back to me.) I’m hoping the experiment works out, because I like the idea of being able to find an author’s work all in one place online, available for immediate download, rather than having to hunt around for it. We’ll see.

I’ve priced I’d Never Been Shot for Real Before at 99 cents — that’s more than 50 words a cent! It’s available at all the usual suspects, including:

Kindle (Canada)
Kindle (U.S.)
iTunes
B&N
Smashwords

Hey, if you like the story, consider giving it a review on your platform of choice. I’d like to get this read by as many people as possible and every little review helps. If you didn’t like it, tell no one….

Have you read…?

Please

Please chronicles the life of a young man who drifts through a hallucinatory urban world filled with celebrity wannabes, addictive relationships and jobs that demand he become someone else. The only thing he cares about is finding his ex-wife, who seems to exist only in his memories now. This terse, savage debut fuses the quiet desperation of Raymond Carver with the absurdity and media-savvy irony of Quentin Tarantino.