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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He came back to himself, back to Daniel, the acceptance of what he'd done almost a relief.


Daniel didn't judge. "There are people I want you to meet." His hand gripped Fresco's shoulder. "Plans we have to make."


He found himself shaking his head even as his heart hardened.


"I can't," Fresco said. "I'm done, Daniel. No more fighting. Whatever plans you have, they're yours. I'm out."


"You're a filthy, disgusting mess," Daniel said cheerfully. "And you stink."


Fresco shrugged, feeling a grin tug at his lips, but resisted it. "I've smelled worse."


"So have I," Daniel said. "Doesn't mean it's right." Daniel suddenly gripped him in a hug and Fresco's arms tightened around his brother in answer. "Time you joined the real world again."


Fresco wasn't so sure, but knew better. Daniel always got what he wanted in the end.


Daniel turned and led Fresco further down the hall. Now that he was aware again, Fresco found himself looking around.


Chapter 81: Plans To Be Made