Fiction. "If the book is difficult to break into, it is because Lewelling relentlessly runs after everyfrustrating convolution that tempts the urban mind. Messages broadcast from the psychicareas that must, for most of us, be avoided to keep on going. Convolutions that THIS GUY needs, apparently; a life populated by theories, suspicions and obsessions instead of people. THIS GUY may dwell, at the start, in the loneliest place, but by the end he has collected--however brutally or accidentally--a collection of companions; he has gone over an edge and he is loving it"--Brooklyn Rail.
Just to let you know, this is now available on the kindle. I revised the text and added original artwork.
(first paragraph)
It was the very next morning that this guy conceived of his evil scheme to get even with this other guy (Ned). Though complicated—involving multiple phases and elaborate preparations for each phase—there it was the very moment he woke up, all worked out in his head, glinting in the darkness behind his eyelids like a metallic, freshly-oiled, spring-driven device...