Death comes unto us all...whether you are a fifteen year old girl losing her virginity, a psychologist enjoying his Christmas eve, or a builder surviving the humdrum of married life. Death has a schedule too, but what if he breaks it? What does he make of all humanity and the way it treats itself? Death, becomes an anthropologist, describing the lives of a selection of British people, most of them with something to hide. Today he takes a cup of coffee here and there and watches to see how the lives that he is supposed to ...
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Death comes unto us all...whether you are a fifteen year old girl losing her virginity, a psychologist enjoying his Christmas eve, or a builder surviving the humdrum of married life. Death has a schedule too, but what if he breaks it? What does he make of all humanity and the way it treats itself? Death, becomes an anthropologist, describing the lives of a selection of British people, most of them with something to hide. Today he takes a cup of coffee here and there and watches to see how the lives that he is supposed to collect, live out the rest of their borrowed time. With a glimpse into the future, and a dive into the past, the ethereal being becomes philosopher dealing heavy handedly with religion, terrorism, politics and...well Authors. Sometimes tongue in cheek, sometimes serious, but definitely cynical towards humanity, Adam Ward offers us a birds-eye view of the lives of British People in a collection of Short Stories, intermittently commented upon by the Reaper Himself. This self-reflexive collection may not make you think about the downward and inward spiral of humanity, and it may only break the monotony of your day for a short period of time, but with each soul the Reaper collects you may find yourself WILDLY entertained. These stories were all written in one academic year, as the Author is taking on an English/Creative writing degree. These stories would have been lost if it were not for this book. Some of these stories, and others that are not included in this collection can be found on ... as Adam Ward is now the short story Sub-Editor for them. Random Songs Burning, is a look at life in a poetic fashion. Adam Ward looks at life from where he lives. Northamptonshire, bordering Rutland. In a voice lost to many a generation he picks up the dialects, the views and paints them to the page in a way that can only be considered unique to him. This collection of poems, ventures into the dark, stands upon the fields of history, listens to tales being told by people and binds them all up into one ghostly collection that the British people could connect with. No subject matter is untouchable as his poem Scarlett Nite displays a vivid account of rape from the point of view of a dress. Politics are covered from start to finish, and a small tale of a Rutland Mother breaks the hearts of all. This experimental collection would fit perfectly in the book-shelf of anyone interested in the art. This poetry never claims to be perfect, nor does it wish to be subtle. This is the poetry that goes for the throat, grabs you by the lapels and screams READ ME in your face. Death comes to us all...but he doesn't have to like it.
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