Showing posts with label big business. Show all posts
Showing posts with label big business. Show all posts

Friday, August 2, 2019

True Tales of Corporate Wolfery

My new book (Hey, it's out today! What a remarkable coinky-dink!), Corporate Wolf, is a true story.
Kinda.

Okay, so there wasn't a serial killer running rampant at my last 24 year on-the-job corporate gig. But other than that, Corporate Wolf, is based on true tales that happened to me or people I know.

Alright, alright, fine! The lycanthropy stuff is all made up, too.

The rest of it, though, is all 100%, honest-to-goodness truth, though... 

Ah, who am I kidding. I'm a liar. A lot of it's made up malarkey. Then again, I'd say half of the book is true. Which half? I'm not sayin'. Read the book and make up your own mind.

I will say, though, that after 24 years at my hellish job, the company finally folded due to poor (or non) management. I suppose I should've been tipped off the end was coming when they quit paying the trash bills, rats were starting to scurry through the plant, and the air conditioning was turned off. Yes, it was a horrible situation at an even more horrific company, but hey, once I've set down roots somewhere, it's hard for me to budge.

It did, however, sour me forever on the corporate life. It's not for me, all of the backstabbing, games, and lies. Worse than high school. And for what? I never really could figure that out. I mean, I had enemies at this job who came and went, but I still (barely) kept my head off the chopping block. Quite an accomplishment, really (even though I have nothing to show for it now...well, except this book).

Now, I need to get another job to supplement my writing. But I'd rather sling burgers than ever go back to a soul-strangling corporate position.

But, hey back to the book! Here, let my publisher's blurb spill the dirt better than I can:

If you can't run with the big dogs…
…rip 'em to shreds.

It was supposed to be a corporate retreat and a series of morale-boosting exercises. It was a weekend Shawn Biltmore nearly didn't survive.

There was something else playing in the woods that night, something other than a bunch of corporate drones with paintball guns.

And it had chosen Shawn as its new chew toy.

The local authorities chalked it up to a bear attack.

So did the doctors.

Shawn knew the truth, however, as much as he wanted to deny it.

But when one of his coworkers is viciously killed, Shawn must face the truth…

He's a killer who needs to be put down.

Or is he?


SO. If you're looking for a bloody good time, a rip-snorting werewolf horror story, a biting satire on big business, a black comedy, a chilling mystery, scares, thrills, chills, and spills, Corporate Wolf, put out by Grinning Skull Press, is the book for you.

Be one of the cool kids and get your copy today!
 

Friday, February 12, 2016

STRIKE: Killers Incorporated, Book #2!

AVAILABLE FOR PURCHASE...NOW!

The killers are back in town.

Leon Garber’s an accountant and occasional assassin.  But he’s one of the good guys.  See, Leon’s only interested in taking out abusers. He’s not the only serial killer on a mission, though. His past employer, Like Minded Individuals, Inc. (LMI for short), employs quite a few. 

Mostly, Leon was a model employee. Or at least, he was until that little falling-out he had with them last year.  Now he’s got a target on his back.  He’s seriously out-numbered, but even worse, LMI has hired Leon’s former associate, Cody Spangler, to track him down. Unfortunately for Leon, someone else from Leon’s past, someone he never wanted to see again, has other ideas for Leon’s welfare. 

But now’s the time to strike. Old allies and dangerous new acquaintances join together to fight back. A team of disgruntled killers have banded together. The operative? Take down LMI. Or die trying.

Strike: Killers Incorporated Book #2

Serial killers have never been so much fun. Trust me. Many more dysfunctional and nutty characters are introduced: Nanette, the black widow; The I-35 Vampire; The Dobermann Pincher; Mr. Sensitivity; Bug; and, of course, my favorite: The Man with the Shoebox.

BOOK #ONE AVAILABLE HERE!
If you haven't already, get in on the ground floor with the first book, Secret Society. The only book to come with a "punch in the face" guarantee!* That's right! If you don't like Secret Society, I'll come to your house and you can punch me in the face!*

*Disclaimer: The reader must live within a one block range of said author's residence. Traveling is expensive. Plus, as much as I love this book, I also kinda like my face. Warning: Don't read Secret Society while driving heavy machinery. Don't mix prescription drugs with Secret Society. If drowsiness ensues, then you're not reading Secret Society. Pregnant women should not read Secret Society unless consulting me first and I say it's okay. If a rash persists while reading Secret Society, call your doctor and tell him to read Secret Society.