Patti Larsen

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

He was surrounded by people, shrouded in darkness. As soon as that registered, they all returned, waking as he had in a rush. But they were disoriented, stunned. He could feel them and his heart leapt.


Fresco could feel them still. His power hadn't left him, after all. More than that, he was strong, so much stronger even than he had ever been.


"It's done." He spoke it and sent it out to them and they froze, all eyes meeting his. "The City is gone. The power is yours again to use as you will. You are free."


No one spoke. They absorbed it, the meaning. He felt it ripple through them like a tide.


"What do we do now?" It was Strom. His eyes shone with worry.


"Whatever we want." Fresco met as many gazes as he could as he turned in a slow circle. "We are our own masters now." He stopped, feeling dizzy and a little sick, and very gently reached for them again. "Let me show you."


Chapter 116: Final Gift