"Ouch!" she said. Something had poked her ass. When she stood up there was a bloody syringe. She feared what had been injected into her. Suddenly she couldn't breathe. She felt her body change, soon she ripped her clothes off and ran naked through the woods and howeled at the moon.
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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