It's my birthday today.

But that's not why I'll be celebrating this week - with a glass of that which cheers.

September First - Indie's story - rocked forth on Tuesday.

A shard of soul ripped out n hurtling your way with a snarl.

Grappling hooks with jagged n pointed barbs dig into your eyes. Gotcha!

38,000 words swarm up n in. http://amzn.to/1msR5FD

A mean n ripped novella. Berserker writing to die for.

Straight down your optic nerve, surfing your sheerest perception. Right in. Bang. Synapses fused. Smoke on the brain.

September First is not safe writing. The opposite. Risk, high risk, danger! Beware!

Indie is a curs'ed genius. A brilliant scrap of mad talent.

September First is her story. http://amzn.to/1msR5FD

A story of mad jealousy, impossible love, furnace hot sex, dreams of peace and calm, berserker violence - and a swirl of the sweetest creativity.

Read it if you dare. http://amzn.to/1msR5FD

Don't forget this. There be monsters in September First. Monsters of the mind tormented.

Anyone who knows anything about what it is to live with certain states of mind will not find September First an easy read. It's too vivid.

Indie is told she is bi-polar. Just a label. Her reality is wilder than any label. Risk factor 10.

It's all about Jack. Her hunk of a man, a very famous man, a man for all women. A problematically perfect man. Her man.

Indie makes Jack the success he is. But this in turn brings him to the attention of even more women.

Poor Indie. Far too alive to live at ease.

September First is the prequel to the best-selling literary romance, September Ends. See the reviews - 100 of them - on Amazon.

Another hit production from the London-Atlanta collaboration.

Catch September First at http://amzn.to/1msR5FD