Just sort of parenthetically:
I love this title, but it sure is hard to keep track of links to it. Or Twitter comments. Apparently the phrase is used elsewhere. Who knew? So if you’ve said something nice about it, please let me know via email or the comments below.
Also, some readers may note that this and Pagan Sex both feature a poker player named Jack. And they even have a scene in common. Sort of. Though they diverge fairly widely both before and after.
So I suppose it was one of two things: (1) I was fascinated by possibilities, or (2) I’m really just a lazy bastard.
Hmm. Hard to say which explanation I like better.
In this tale blending fantasy and horror, Jack Radney is a poker player with a history. And a fetish for keeping a rigid schedule. He’s a big fan of self-control and predictability.
Until one night he meets Beatrice, who has a highly unusual gift. But her ability doesn’t work on Jack. Turns out he’s a little bit…odd…himself. And in more than one way.
They leave the game together. Which just might be the worst idea either of them ever had.
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