“The glamour, the freedom, the verve… in prostitution? Hallucinations. I still walk around with them, like shreds from a slick fight film.” So says Nye, a failed aspirant, whose trajectory through harlotry is interspersed with dipsomania and decapodic nightmares, and a general wishful sense that life isn't properly going to start happening until a much later date.
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Hi all,
This is an update from my crowd-funder for 'Decade'
As some of you may know, both the title and the cover of the novel, that many of you have pre-ordered, has been changed, to more suitably fit some of the slight narrative shifts that have occurred in the last month or so.
Decade is now 'what they call silence', and is trotting towards the finish line.
The book should be edited and ready to purchase by mid August, and those of you who have pre-ordered should get their copy a week or so before.
To view the new cover and a clip you can visit this page -
https://raestorybook.com/whatt...
Thanks!
Rae Story