What is real and what is fantasy? Is happiness real, or simply a fragmented dream, half forgotten in the mire of consciousness? For some, happiness exists in the form of that one impossible person standing just beyond their grasp...
Ryan is a guy with over three friends and under four dogs. He likes the light side of horror and the dark side of comedy. He is currently combining the two in an ongoing series of standalone horror novels, GOREPUNK...
For a book entitled Impossibly Happy that was deeply fucking depressing to read. A rather grimy short story in surreal present tense prose which doesn't wholly work. Not impressed, I'm afraid.