Today
marks the first time that Razored Zen Press has published an entire work by
someone other than myself. Although the Louisiana Inklings
Anthology has material in it by other folks, it also contains stuff from me. Last
night, a short story called Charade You Are went live on
Amazon. Outside of the introduction, which I wrote, the tale is the product of
another mind. One that is—perhaps—even more twisted than my own.
Charade
You Are is a political satire. The name on the cover as author is
Reagan Pheasant, which is a bit of word play on the contents. It is, as you
probably have surmised, not the author’s true name. I know Reagan Pheasant but
am not going to reveal their identity.
The
reason for the mystery is simple. Charade You Are contains
some graphic sexual scenes and some very strong language that might get Reagan
into trouble at their job. The sexual scenes are neither erotic nor
pornographic per se. They are not meant to titillate but are part of the satire.
As I said, I know Reagan Pheasant. They have a point to make about the
increasing polarization that we’ve seen in our government and society over the
past twenty or so years. I think they make the point well, and with humor,
albeit of the black kind. Otherwise I wouldn’t be involved in publishing it.
I
don’t want to discuss the story more at present because I don’t want to spoil
anything for those who might read it. Over time I can talk more about it, and if
anyone has questions I can relay those to Reagan. I can’t guarantee they’ll
answer them.
Charade
You Are is 99 cents on Amazon.
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