- Genre:fiction
- Sub-genre:Erotica / General
- Language:English
- Pages:224
- Paperback ISBN:9781098332358
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Overview
Success does not usually equate with death unless you happen to be novelist Charlie Forte. When Charlie receives the largest book advance of his career, he comes to two conclusions: He is a shit, and he is going to kill himself. But, a stone garden wall and twenty-four women cause him to experience what he likes to call "planus interruptus."
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WHAT DOES A MAN THINK ABOUT WHEN HE IS STANDING ON THE EDGE OF HIS OWN LIFE?
Not his career. Not his money. Not the house overlooking the ocean or the record breaking book
advance sitting in his bank account.
He thinks about the women.
Charlie Forte has everything the world told him to want. A celebrated writing career. A beautiful
home in Los Angeles. A level of success most writers only dream about. And on the most
triumphant day of his professional life, he makes a quiet, private decision that has nothing to do
with any of it.
He is going to kill himself.
What follows is not a tragedy. It is something far stranger, darker, and more human than that.
A stone garden wall and a darkly comic twist of fate leave Charlie suspended between the life he
planned to abandon and the one he never fully understood. And in that stillness, they come
flooding back. Twenty four women. Each one a chapter of his life he never properly closed. Each
one tied to a song he has never been able to silence.
There is the infatuation that burned without ever truly catching. The affair that quietly dismantled
his career. The wife he stayed married to the way a man stays in a city he stopped loving years
ago. And threading through every memory, persistent and unshakeable, there is Sierra. The one
that never fully left.
Vincent Panettiere writes with the brutal honesty of a man who has seen enough of the world to
stop pretending. Charlie is not easy to love. He is petulant, self aware, darkly funny, and
maddeningly human. His confessions are raw and uncomfortable. His voice pulls you in and does
not let go.
Part literary fiction. Part erotic stream of consciousness. Part cautionary tale for every man who
has ever been undone by the ageless, irresistible siren song of women.
EVERY LIFE HAS A SOUNDTRACK. MOST PEOPLE NEVER STOP LONG ENOUGH TO HEAR IT. .
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