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 went to a small computer repair shop Garris knew of two streets over. It took them longer than necessary to find the place when the still drunk and unsteady man kept getting turned around. By the time they walked through the door to the soft chime of a bell, Fresco wondered if having Garris on his side was a good thing or not.


A small man with a shiny head and a large belly started to smile. His smile faded when he took them both in. Fresco immediately smiled back, putting on the memory of the popular guy he used to be.


"Hi," he said. "I'm hoping you can help us. My uncle," he shifted his grip on Garris to keep the man steady, "said you were the one to see."


The man's smile hesitantly came back. "What do you need, kid?"


Fresco led Garris to the counter and propped him up against it before sliding the disk out of his jacket.


The man laughed. "Wow, haven't seen one of those in a while." His brown eyes met Fresco's. "Where'd you get it?"


Chapter 109: The Formula