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ODD MAN OUT by James Newman

Published May 18, 2017 by Shadow Girl

WELCOME TO THE BLACK MOUNTAIN CAMP FOR BOYS!

Summer, 1989. It is a time for splashing in the lake and exploring the wilderness, for nine teenagers to bond together and create friendships that could last the rest of their lives.
But among this group there is a young man with a secret–a secret that, in this time and place, is unthinkable to his peers.
When the others discover the truth, it will change each of them forever. They will all have blood on their hands.

This was a painful book to read.
Not only because of ‘THE SCENE’, (which was very difficult to get through, too), but because of the subject matter. I’m sure you’ve read/watched ‘THE GIRL NEXT DOOR’ by now… remember how you felt throughout that entire book/movie? THAT is why ODD MAN OUT is painful. That feeling of helplessness in the pit of (y)our stomach(s). The author’s writing made me feel like I was right there in cabin #7, but despite my screams… the story continued. Even when you think it’s over… NOPE! That’s when the questions start coming.
ODD MAN OUT is a story that is going to stick with me/us.
Sneaky, sneaky Mr. Newman ::winks::

“[Odd Man Out] pulls back the veil to reveal hatred and violence for what it truly is – far too common and simple.” – Rev. Amanda Hendler-Voss

I hope EVERYONE reads this book, and recommends it to friends. It is going to turn some people around, and that’s a good thing.

P, L & N ♥
 ~sg

5/5 Knives for ODD MAN OUT

SHOUT OUT to Rev. Amanda Hendler-Voss, born and raised right here in Detroit, MI! Woot!
She wrote the book’s AFTERWARD, (I won’t bestow the ‘Michigan Madman’ moniker on her ;)). I’ve wanted to quote her throughout this whole review! It’s beautifully written – very strong, and motivational.

 

ODD MAN OUT on Amazon, and Goodreads

James Newman on Amazon, and Goodreads

 

Bloodshot Books, the publisher of ODD MAN OUT, is gearing up for their 2017 Open Call! The submission period is from August 1-31, 2017. Full details can be found @ bloodshotbooks.wordpress.com

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HATE: A Love Letter

Published March 12, 2013 by Shadow Girl

*Oysters? Diamonds? Conch Chowder? Spanish Fly? Amateurs.
Poetry? Flowers? Lingerie? Perfume? Pretenders.
The truest, most powerful aphrodisiac isn’t any of these – it is hate. Sex does not live in our heads or our hearts, sex lives in our bowels, in the dark spaces within and below. Sex resides in our loins where hate festers, masticating us from within until we explode in a rage of passion. I am hate. I was not born of God’s heart or spirit, but emerged from his mighty taint to expose the power of hate, to show that it is the envy of love. To love someone is to think of them three times, five times, ten times a day. To hate thim is to never have them out of your thoughts. To hate someone is to be smothered by them, overwhelmed by feeling, made alive by their very existence. Love can be cured by a slight, by gossip, by rumor, by a pair of socks left unhampered or a slip of the tounge at a dinner party. Love is fragile. Love is the lie we tell ourselves to make all the other lies manageable. Hate is pure, though. Hate endures against all logic, against all arguement, against any attempted reconciliation. Send me chocolates, I still hate you. Say you’re sorry, I still hate you. Fix what you have broken, I still hate you. And what is a more powerful, complete and devastating expression of hate than sex? Is there a better way to focus hate than to purify it in the places where it is most comfortable? Have sex with someone you love and then have sex with someone you hate, and then tell me which is more satisfying. Tell me who you would rather see vunerable, empty, weakened to their most base and animalistic, a lover or an enemy? I pity those that love me more than those that hate me because the haters feel what I feel. The haters see me as I see them. I am bound to the haters by experience. To hate me is to understand me, to understand me is to love me – and to be loved by me. My experience of what you call love is limited, and that love is poisoned by pain. Hate, though? I’m lousy with hate. Hate is where I live. Those that claim to not hate might as well claim to not breathe or eat or think. To exist is to hate. To be alive is to understand that “you” is the truest word and that the only way to join another is to connect with their hate of you and your hate of them. I hate because I seek connection with the world. I seek understanding, a shared experience, a brotherhood with man. I yearn to be hated, so please, hate me my loves. Hate me with all that you are. Climax with hate at the very thought of me and together we will see the world.
~the carver

HATE isn’t enough

Published March 12, 2013 by Shadow Girl

When she said she could do it alone, she was lying.
When she said that she’d be alright,
– she knew nothing would ever be alright again.
Another statistic, like so many before her.
Someone said that time heals all wounds, but,
– when the wounds run this deep, time stops.
Not even a scar has a chance to form…
Pray for a new life, or pray for death?

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