Fans of fluffy romance novels and that all too familiar, over hyped, edge of the seat crap should steer clear. This is life at its most jaded. David S. Grant presents Bleach|Blackout, a story in double novel form about New Year’s Eve, drugs, sex, the corporate crunch and the inevitable unpleasantness of life and death.
David S. Grant
Bleach opens during the last 60 seconds of 2003 in a bathroom where a girl lay dying and a jaded 30-year-old named Jeremy, who navigates the reader through the endless repulsiveness of the world, watches. Today is Friday and he is heading back home, but will he make it back to New York?
Blackout picks up two years after Bleach in Las Vegas complete with strippers and crack cocaine. The ride home is blurry and the next morning in Los Angeles brings a surprise when Stoner’s friends, Chip and Jeremy, wake to find police officers and a dead body they are allegedly responsible for. The initial thought is “What would Steven Tyler do?” Underneath the stories of hangovers and death, Blackout is a story about living. Living for the moment and having a story to tell.