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Peach
I write stories of sad and ugly people, people extreme in their humanity, people pushed, nudged by life into small atrocities, the impossible circumstance, the unforeseen result, the regret that comes with change.
Often, I think, these are stories than cannot be unheard, stories impossible to let go of – not, perhaps, impossible to forget – but that leave a taste in the mouth, a paper cut on the hand, a scar that doesn’t heal well.
Often, I think, these are stories than cannot be unheard, stories impossible to let go of – not, perhaps, impossible to forget – but that leave a taste in the mouth, a paper cut on the hand, a scar that doesn’t heal well.
175 pages, Kindle Edition
Published May 16, 2025
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June 1, 2025
Lonely, dark, fantastic.
Peach is a lonely road to an empty shed where the human soul resides. A white blues song from suburbia's fringe. More noir than horror, but truly neither, this excellent book provides a somber kick in the gut. And I mean that as a compliment.
The writing is sharp, incisive, and direct, surgical without being cynical, wounding with a grim kind of compassion. Currier reveals an aching sense of the shadow-side of American dreams broken into bits and ground underfoot. His parade of losers get in, sting you, and leave. The fears he describes aren't hiding under the bed but in the corners of a mirror you avoid looking at too closely.
Highly recommended if you don't mind an honest feel-bad read.
Peach is a lonely road to an empty shed where the human soul resides. A white blues song from suburbia's fringe. More noir than horror, but truly neither, this excellent book provides a somber kick in the gut. And I mean that as a compliment.
The writing is sharp, incisive, and direct, surgical without being cynical, wounding with a grim kind of compassion. Currier reveals an aching sense of the shadow-side of American dreams broken into bits and ground underfoot. His parade of losers get in, sting you, and leave. The fears he describes aren't hiding under the bed but in the corners of a mirror you avoid looking at too closely.
Highly recommended if you don't mind an honest feel-bad read.
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