Like many of you, I have been reading about the memoir fallout of Herman Rosenblat’s Angel At The Fence, a partially fabricated love story memoir cultivated from Mr. Rosenblat’s imprisonment in a sub-camp of Buchenwald. The cause of all the commotion? Mr. Rosenblat’s unwavering assertion that a young girl (who he later found and married) threw apples over the fence to him every day for seven months. My question is why are people so upset? Why do they feel it was a personal affront to them that the author added a few fictional aspects?
John Skipp and newcomer Cody Goodfellow have teamed up to give splatterpunk fans a new purpose in life, Jake’s Wake. As if televangelists weren’t scary enough, Skipp and Goodfellow bring you Pastor Jake Connaway. In addition to a steady diet of cheap sexual encounters, with a side of cruelty and hanging out with his best psychopathic friend, Gray, Jake preached his belief of everlasting life to his congregation.
Calvin Bryson is a cartoonist, collector of usual books from obscure publishers and after a failed wedding engagement, a self-proclaimed shut-in. When a letter from Calvin's Uncle Al inviting him to visit coincides with a strange package from a distant cousin, Calvin thinks there’s more to it than coincidence.
39-year old Pia Thompson thought that a European cruise might land her the man she's been looking for. What she didn't count on was becoming entangled with two Dark Ones and a cult that is set on the destruction of the Dark Ones. Pia finds herself with more men then she can handle and a case of terribly mistaken identity.
Denise Joyce and Nancy Watkins are two women after my own heart. With the release of their new book Scared of Santa they have chronicled a childhood rite of passage; screaming bloody murder while sitting on Santa’s lap. This book is not only creative, but literally ingenious in its simplicity.