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My sense of humor is fairly twisted, so my writing isn't for the faint of heart. My focus is to make fantasy more accessible to adults, particularly those who want a good laugh. I'll be blunt: I like writing about terrible people. It's not that I think people are bad, or that I necessarily agree with my characters about anything; the fact is, quite simply, that terrible people are hilarious. There's nothing funnier than complete degenerates ruining each others' lives (as long as they're fictitious, that is to say). My goal is nothing more than to entertain you and make you laugh, so please don't take anything I write too seriously.
Here is a short sample from the book:
“Hey asshole, get up!”
Groaning, The Wizard sat up and tried to rub the pain out of his eyes. Looking up, he saw the familiar glare of his apprentice, Samantha. She was a petite young woman, with short brunette hair tied in a ponytail; her eyes were as clear blue as an arctic spring, although they currently burned with the fire of a woman scorned.
She was standing over him, with a packed suitcase in one hand and a bundle of electronics in the other.
“Care to explain why I just found this camera in my chambers with a direct line to your crystal ball?” Samantha chucked the bundle of electronics at The Wizard. It struck him on the forehead before he could answer. “I almost quit before, when you blew up the bathroom! And after that, when I found out you were practicing voodoo on me in my sleep! But this is it, I can’t put up with your bullshit anymore!”
“Woah, woah, woah,” said The Wizard, “stop dropping those truth bombs, or you’re gonna blow my mind!” Taking a massive toke off his bong, he held it out to her. “Want some?”