I’m an international, multiple award-winning author with a passion for the voices in my head. As a singer, songwriter, independent filmmaker and improv teacher and performer, my life has always been about creating and sharing what I create with others. Now that my dream to write for a living is a reality, with over a hundred titles in happy publication and no end in sight, I live in beautiful Prince Edward Island, Canada, with my giant cats, pug overlord and overlady and my Gypsy Vanner gelding, Fynn.

The blue joy is calling... but can Fresco survive it?

"Do you know what happened to you?" Joey's voice broke a little. Fresco shook his head. The kid nodded, like it was no big surprise." Yeah, me either. No one seems to. We just have normal lives, you know? Then suddenly you wake up with this thing eating into you," he swallowed hard, "and that's it. The rest is Wasteland."

Seventeen-year-old Fresco Conte is an ordinary All-American kid from an upper middle-class family. He plays football. His girlfriend is a cheerleader. Life is good. Until unexplained things, scary things, start to take him over. Like surviving an accident that should have killed him. Or hearing the thoughts of the people around him whether he wants to or not.
 
When the men in the dark blue coveralls come for him, Fresco is forced into addiction to the blue joy known as Wasteland and set free on the street, with no answers and only his hunger to keep him company.

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Diamond City Trilogy

Fresco found them beating up a pair of Wasted kids.


He was not in a merciful mood. Nor did he care how much of his power he expended. The sight of the five junkies with their tattoos and sunken eyes and evil grins pushed him over the edge until he snapped.


They screamed when he broke their legs. One tried to crawl away, whimpering when he took her sight. She sat in the dark with her hands in front of her blind eyes and wept in silence, great heaving breaths the only sound from her gaping mouth.


The Wasted kids came to Fresco's side. He saw himself in their eyes, from the images in their minds. His eyes glowed blue, skin sparkling like he was from the Diamond City. He never let his power such free rein before and he understood why they suddenly worshiped him.


He shared an image of the safe house. They both hugged him and ran off.


Chapter 55: Vengeance