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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They rushed in as smoothly as the waves crushing themselves against the pier, sweeping through the pack of sugarpops on their way to the Garbagemen. Fresco saw Strom take out one holding the bag of product while Daniel tackled the other. Genvieve and Sophia made short work of Parker, though he tried to ignore the sound of the blows they gave her as she went down.


Gina was his. She just stared at him, her training unable to help her cope with such a massive mutiny. Fresco wrapped his mind around hers and squeezed it shut so she couldn't reach for Meritas.


Hello, Gina, he sent to her without a flicker of warmth. Nice to see you again.


She fell to her knees with a cry as he forced her legs out from under her. She clutched at her head, a sudden gush of blood running from her nose as he pushed and pushed, unable to stop, just wanting to break her and drive her into the stones until she was nothing but pulp and gore.


Chapter 102: Tables Turned