Her dream seemed so real. The man attacked again, and again. She awoke covered in sweat thanking God it was just a dream. She got up and started to get dressed for work. When she looked in the bathroom mirror, she was shocked, her face was cut to pieces.
I'm a pulp fiction writer (mostly horror)I write pulp novelettes about zombies, killers, speculative futures, and some non-horror genres. But this blog is for promoting my book THE HARVESTING ROOM and giving my personal opinions on Palin and the ever scary Tea Pary Movement. THE HARVESTING ROOM is a fictional look at what would happen if these loons ever get control of the Government of the United States. It's a pulp speculative novelette. Go to my facebook fan site or author site and pick up a book or two!!
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