Jay Rayl: 7 books

What could possibly drive the pious woman to commit a calculated act of cold-blooded murder? The Evening Meal looks at the world of the religious cult, where women are often nothing more than a commodity and their lives are often rigorously predetermined by a designing few. For one such woman trapped in this world, there seems to be no other way out.

"The problem of growing old is the prospect of losing things. Jillian Anne Gilchrest was an old woman. And she was losing things." And after her husband of over forty years passed away and was lost to her, Jillian began a new life alone, secluding herself in the large two story...

A grave marker in itself can tell quite a tale. But when the final date of a woman purportedly over one hundred and fifty years old has yet to be carved into the stone, there is indeed quite a story to be told. The Sensibility Of The Silly Sevens tells of precocious seven-year-old twins,...

-Unwriting The Chisel’d Script- How can one redeem himself for a single act of cowardice? An act of cowardice that has cost the lives of twelve innocent people. A young man now finds himself on a quest for redemption in hopes to make amends for his failure to act when most needed. But...

What could possibly be so enigmatic about a pair of girl’s size-nine shoes? Nothing, unless, of course, you are a mermaid who has never laid eyes upon a single human being. Written in the spirit of a children’s fable for the young and old alike, Marevedova, the sea-widow, discovers such...

‘The girl with the flaxen hair’ is a woman who has a destiny to fulfill. And that destiny will eventually make her the very first of her kind. But as luck would have it, the fate of that destiny will soon be in the hands of a most unlikely champion, Joe Plato. Now Joe Plato was a bad man. And...

Myth, magician, miracle worker? Who was Kilroy? During The Second World War, a simple little cartoon popped up all over Europe and the South Pacific in the form of a silly piece of innocent graffiti. It was found scratched on the walls of bathrooms, barracks and bordellos; it found its way onto the...