When your grandparents make bathtub gin and go shopping with funny money, and your dad flaunts his degree from the school of hard knocks, you grow up learning that “life ain’t no got-dem picnic.”
These lessons are handed down to Cathy Curran by Eastern European immigrants who learned how to survive caring little for aesthetics–“if it worrrks, who gives a got-dem what da hell it looks like.” Continue reading
When was the last time you saw a “trailer park community” advertised on TV?
Trailer-park owners never use the word “trailer” and certainly not the term “trailer park.” At some point in time, even the Mobile Home Park Owners Association (MHPOA for short) realized that the word “trailer” had a negative connotation.
“Trailer park” has come to represent, in the minds of most Americans, men in stained work shirts dotted with drippings of food fat and car excrement returning home Continue reading
Before things there is thought; before thought there is Tarelen; before Tarelen there is…
The Octunnumi does not exist. Fosbit and any files relating to a Fosbit do not exist. The Tarelen peoples that protect and provide sanctuary for the Avitens of Fethrist are not real.
The abilities of the Tarelen peoples with their heightened skills, living in their Utopian world are myth, their purpose here mere tales; rumours of their reincarnations enabling them to live many lives… ridiculous! Continue reading
They say that walls have ears, and some even say that walls can talk.
So when Curmudgeon Avenue takes a disliking to its new owners, the four storey Victorian terraced house starts narrating a diary about the intertwined lives of the various new inhabitants and extended family. If Curmudgeon Avenue has to put up with this set of nincompoops from Whitefield, Manchester then so should you.
Sisters Edna and Edith inherit the first house on Curmudgeon Avenue from their parents Mr and Mrs Payne who were killed in a freak accident involving an elephant. Continue reading
Welcome to the His Mate world of Comedy Romance that’ll make you howl with laughter.
Bree is the kind of witch that will throw caution to the wind and try any spell once. Unfortunately, once is enough in this case when she unleashes a spell that brings the wolves to the door – literally.
The alpha is going about his business when all hell breaks loose around him. There are witches on pack land, every single male wolf shifter wants a sniff of them, and mating is in the air, but who will be wooing who? Continue reading