Author: | Weasel | ISBN: | 9781370746118 |
Publisher: | Weasel | Publication: | December 5, 2017 |
Imprint: | Smashwords Edition | Language: | English |
Author: | Weasel |
ISBN: | 9781370746118 |
Publisher: | Weasel |
Publication: | December 5, 2017 |
Imprint: | Smashwords Edition |
Language: | English |
Jazz at the End of the Night is a collection of short stories crawling from the caverns of hopelessness. The characters share in their hard times cursing the universe and losing everything that mattered to them. Each story throws the reader into a harsh reality of life changes, betrayal, and sometimes madness. Follow Derrick, returning from We Live for Half-Moons, still trying to find order in love yet only finding a crater of suffering as he explores life with a hot young thing he picked up at a gas station. Rick worked hard to keep him and his partner afloat. When he loses his job, he loses his whole life in an instant. Forced to sleep on the streets after his partner disappeared, he dreams of finding his love, hopefully alive. Izzy falls into a crippling depression as the bills pile and the collectors spam his phone. When his husband leaves him after frustration, the weasel lets go of everything in his life and takes off on the road, searching for happiness. Jazz at the End of the Night is a collection of hollow bridges, and it's not easy to find the pieces to fix them.
Weasel’s Jazz at the End of the Night is a fine collection of dark, erotic anthropological stories unearthing the inner core of human sexuality, desires and fears. There is an “everyman” quality to each protagonist in these tales. A man trying to get through the end of the day with money in his pocket, a full belly, a slight buzz from a decent beer and maybe, just maybe, love even if from a stranger. Unfortunately, life beats down on every man and Weasel’s characters face the harshness that living without light brings. This is a well-crafted collection from a very exciting young author.
—David E. Cowen. Author of The Madness of Empty Spaces and The Seven Yards of Sorrow; Editor HWA Horror Poetry Showcase Volumes III (2016) and IV (2017)
Jazz at the End of Night shadows its characters with flickers of anguished lament and enlightened suffering — told with a dark warmth ascending from the seamy craters first spawned in We Live for Half-Moons. Here are ten stories of despair in love, release in hopelessness, and melancholy abandonment.
—Gary Mielo, author of Purple Fantasies, and 74th Street Stories
Anthropomorphic literature is a pedigree hound, trained by Kafka, London, Orwell and H.G Wells to name a few careful owners, Jazz at the End of the Night is a toothsome furry beast, offering light, color and bite on the struggles, joys and complexities of the human experience through a cracked and furry kaleidoscope...howl on.
—Neil S. Reddy, author of Miffed and Peeved in the U.K. and Taxi Sam in PINK NOIR
Jazz at the End of the Night is a collection of short stories crawling from the caverns of hopelessness. The characters share in their hard times cursing the universe and losing everything that mattered to them. Each story throws the reader into a harsh reality of life changes, betrayal, and sometimes madness. Follow Derrick, returning from We Live for Half-Moons, still trying to find order in love yet only finding a crater of suffering as he explores life with a hot young thing he picked up at a gas station. Rick worked hard to keep him and his partner afloat. When he loses his job, he loses his whole life in an instant. Forced to sleep on the streets after his partner disappeared, he dreams of finding his love, hopefully alive. Izzy falls into a crippling depression as the bills pile and the collectors spam his phone. When his husband leaves him after frustration, the weasel lets go of everything in his life and takes off on the road, searching for happiness. Jazz at the End of the Night is a collection of hollow bridges, and it's not easy to find the pieces to fix them.
Weasel’s Jazz at the End of the Night is a fine collection of dark, erotic anthropological stories unearthing the inner core of human sexuality, desires and fears. There is an “everyman” quality to each protagonist in these tales. A man trying to get through the end of the day with money in his pocket, a full belly, a slight buzz from a decent beer and maybe, just maybe, love even if from a stranger. Unfortunately, life beats down on every man and Weasel’s characters face the harshness that living without light brings. This is a well-crafted collection from a very exciting young author.
—David E. Cowen. Author of The Madness of Empty Spaces and The Seven Yards of Sorrow; Editor HWA Horror Poetry Showcase Volumes III (2016) and IV (2017)
Jazz at the End of Night shadows its characters with flickers of anguished lament and enlightened suffering — told with a dark warmth ascending from the seamy craters first spawned in We Live for Half-Moons. Here are ten stories of despair in love, release in hopelessness, and melancholy abandonment.
—Gary Mielo, author of Purple Fantasies, and 74th Street Stories
Anthropomorphic literature is a pedigree hound, trained by Kafka, London, Orwell and H.G Wells to name a few careful owners, Jazz at the End of the Night is a toothsome furry beast, offering light, color and bite on the struggles, joys and complexities of the human experience through a cracked and furry kaleidoscope...howl on.
—Neil S. Reddy, author of Miffed and Peeved in the U.K. and Taxi Sam in PINK NOIR