| Author: | Lama Milkweed L. Augustine | ISBN: | 9781414057194 |
| Publisher: | AuthorHouse | Publication: | February 20, 2004 |
| Imprint: | AuthorHouse | Language: | English |
| Author: | Lama Milkweed L. Augustine |
| ISBN: | 9781414057194 |
| Publisher: | AuthorHouse |
| Publication: | February 20, 2004 |
| Imprint: | AuthorHouse |
| Language: | English |
This is a lengthy, but exciting novel of how a promising young boy becomes molded into a horrific individual.It explains about the persons life in such detail, that emotions literally explode into a wavering array of uninterruptible events.Leading to endless scenes of inhumane atrocities.Feeding on this individuals frail and developing psyche.
ALLEN SHAW: The chainsaw man, became what all people would come to fear the most.Something out of our darkest dreams.Driven solely by an incurable rage inflicted on him by a mixture of influences.Taking the reader directly into the mind of this gruesome monster of a man who carries a chainsaw.Dwelling in the famed BIG THICKET or Texas.This novel will take one literally back to a time in the 1960s 1970s; Its drastically differed ways of thinking, and ways of life.Where the great American landscapes were still fiercely ever in tact.Its values, and ways of conversing with all that is inside.Its ways of being.
A literally terrifying novel where one is chased forever in this thick tangle of jungle-like Texas land.A blood encrusted warrior who does the unspeakable.It will undoubtedly frighten, but it will equally reveal a heartfelt pain that is very real among most of us.The need to be loved and accepted.
This torture survivor remembers a different place:a different time.It is told now in the long gone genr of a good old fashioned horror/slash thriller that WE of the 70s know and will fondly recall.I take the reader by the hand and lead him into my world.Where the realities that men do onto unsuspecting others.The horrific impact following.The literal mental state that thrives ever so fluently in the collective unconscious of modern man.Never forget that he is stalking you!
Dont go in the woods alone . . . The CHAIN SAW MAN is coming!!
For the chain saw man will forever live in infamy . . . In the back woods of us all.
This is a lengthy, but exciting novel of how a promising young boy becomes molded into a horrific individual.It explains about the persons life in such detail, that emotions literally explode into a wavering array of uninterruptible events.Leading to endless scenes of inhumane atrocities.Feeding on this individuals frail and developing psyche.
ALLEN SHAW: The chainsaw man, became what all people would come to fear the most.Something out of our darkest dreams.Driven solely by an incurable rage inflicted on him by a mixture of influences.Taking the reader directly into the mind of this gruesome monster of a man who carries a chainsaw.Dwelling in the famed BIG THICKET or Texas.This novel will take one literally back to a time in the 1960s 1970s; Its drastically differed ways of thinking, and ways of life.Where the great American landscapes were still fiercely ever in tact.Its values, and ways of conversing with all that is inside.Its ways of being.
A literally terrifying novel where one is chased forever in this thick tangle of jungle-like Texas land.A blood encrusted warrior who does the unspeakable.It will undoubtedly frighten, but it will equally reveal a heartfelt pain that is very real among most of us.The need to be loved and accepted.
This torture survivor remembers a different place:a different time.It is told now in the long gone genr of a good old fashioned horror/slash thriller that WE of the 70s know and will fondly recall.I take the reader by the hand and lead him into my world.Where the realities that men do onto unsuspecting others.The horrific impact following.The literal mental state that thrives ever so fluently in the collective unconscious of modern man.Never forget that he is stalking you!
Dont go in the woods alone . . . The CHAIN SAW MAN is coming!!
For the chain saw man will forever live in infamy . . . In the back woods of us all.
