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“I have to start by saying this is a really dirty book. But I mean that in all the best ways. It’s visceral, smart, sexy, and strangely honest.” - J.S.
“I’ve read plenty of smut and lived just as much, if not more but none compares to this book.” - Deacon
“Christ on a cupcake. I’ve read six chapters online and I’m enthralled. Will probably review again after purchasing a hard copy. I want to loan it to my girlfriend and my boyfriend and like 60% of the people I know. It’s so well-written and easy to read that it’s almost TOO easy. I’m sliding through the story without noticing the words” - L.L.
(quotes from 5 star Amazon reviews)
Book Description:
The way she begged me to tell her stories the first night we met might have been a hint. The fact that she didn’t get angry when she walked in on me with another woman was probably a good indicator, too. But with Kelly, knowing what to expect was a dangerous pastime.
We fell in love far too quickly for our own good, and we pushed through every horrible thing we could think to do to one another without looking back. Kelly and I fucked, laughed, and drank our way through the end of the millennium, and we pulled our friends along with us, breaking every rule we could find.
It was the spring of 1999, and New York was still getting over her gritty phase as I got over my college phase. Prince was on the radio every five minutes, and the bars still had ashtrays on the tables. The girls danced on the bar at Doc Holidays, and we smoked joints in Tompkins Square Park.
But in the end, we needed saving. In the end, all of us needed saving.
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I’ve also set up a blog where I’m going to post one chapter a week until the whole book is free online. There’s a screenshot below, but you can find it at www.disgustingnovel.tumblr.com.
Authors Note (before completion):
Back in January I spent a coffee fueled two weeks writing a novel set in New York City in 1999. It was the type of writing that got into my head and wouldn’t leave until I put it down on the page, and so for fourteen days I pretty much wrote non stop. I wrote at home, at work, and on the train. I wrote when I should have been doing most everything else.
Well, a book that takes two weeks to write takes a whole lot more time to edit. I re-wrote it three or four times on my own, sent it out to a few beta-readers, and then found a great editor to help me iron out more wrinkles.
And guess what? It’s almost ready for the world. It’s a long book (250 pages or so) and it’s a strange combination of being deeply personal and completely made up. Or more specifically I could say many of the details are true, but the story itself isn’t. In general it follows some version of myself back at 23 as I was struggling to figure out myself, my relationships, and my kink. It’s incredibly dirty, with more sex than I’ve ever written before, but there’s a whole mess of other things mixed in. And of course, there’s a New York that wasn’t all that long ago, but still feels like a different world.
Hopefully it will be available soon, and I’ll get to see what the rest of the world thinks of it. Until then, I’ll keep writing, keep editing, and see what comes next!
