I need beta readers for my novel "Self Portrait of a Dying Man." 75,000 words. There's cussing, drinking, a little whoring, two women do it, but nothing graphic. Not for kids, though, so don't respond if you're under 18.
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Convinced by the Angel of Death that he is going to die in six months, MARGOLD JAMES sets out to create something for which he will be remembered: paintings of himself by himself.
At the same time he believes that the man claiming to be Death may simply be a malady of mind or spirit. It can be cleansed through pain and hallucinogenic drugs; Native American ceremonies involving peyote, magic mushrooms, and bodily suspension.
Then Death offers him a choice. A way out. Tit for tat.
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If you're interested, send me a message and I'll give you the password to the novel if you're over 18.
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Convinced by the Angel of Death that he is going to die in six months, MARGOLD JAMES sets out to create something for which he will be remembered: paintings of himself by himself.
At the same time he believes that the man claiming to be Death may simply be a malady of mind or spirit. It can be cleansed through pain and hallucinogenic drugs; Native American ceremonies involving peyote, magic mushrooms, and bodily suspension.
Then Death offers him a choice. A way out. Tit for tat.
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If you're interested, send me a message and I'll give you the password to the novel if you're over 18.
Michael E. Henderson