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Category:
Literary Fiction
Publisher: Createspace
ISBN-10: 1519452233
Type: Fiction
Pages: 163
Copyright: Feb 24 2016
ISBN-13: 9781519452238
Price: $2.99 (eBook)
Her demonic Angel is a collection of all of Joy Mutter's short stories written thus far. The stories have been written in a variety of genres so hopefully there should be something for everyone. Some tales are stranger than others, but all could be said to be different shades of dark. Despite its somewhat suggestive title, Her demonic Angel is not erotic fiction.
Her demonic Angel is a collection of all of Joy Mutter's short stories written thus far. This baker's dozen of stories has been written in a variety of genres so hopefully there should be something for everyone. Some tales are stranger than others, but all could be said to be different shades of dark. Despite its somewhat suggestive title, Her demonic Angel is not erotic fiction.
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Excerpt
The day that nobody gave a damn
‘I’ll just have another ten minutes in bed.’ These words or something similar are mumbled by roughly seven billion people in every language known to mankind as they briefly awaken at staggered intervals over the next day or so. Those people with exceptionally weak bladders, loose bowels or both, lethargically slide out of bed to use the toilet. They then climb eagerly back into bed. The next time that they briefly surface from an even deeper sleep, they cannot even be bothered to leave the seductive warmth of their cosy beds to seek out the nearest toilet.
Ten minutes later, about seven billion people of every size, age, sex and nationality roll over in bed, hit the snooze button and think, ‘Oh, maybe I’ll just grab another twenty minutes or so.’
Some of the population will briefly consider calling in sick to their workplace, but change their drowsy minds because it is far too much bother. Even if they had summoned up the will and enough energy to phone in sick, their call would mostly have remained unanswered.
Demanding, solitary babies lie in their lonely cots and wail for hours, then whimper and eventually they will fall ominously silent. Their bellies at first rumble then over time distend in the same way that the bellies of haunted-eyed, starving children on television charity appeals bloat through a cruel lack of sustenance. The nappies of babies all over the world will soon be stinking as they fill, unchanged by those who would normally care for them.
On that fateful day, those who find themselves lying in bed with their partners can barely be bothered to speak a single word to them, except to briefly discuss in bad tempered grunts who should be the first one to relinquish the bed. When no decision can be reached, because it is too much effort to argue, backs are turned and sweet slumber resumes.
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