I love nothing more than waking up in the morning to see a brute gorilla of a man spin horrific yarns of slaughtering a living creature; easily five and a half feet shorter than he with no arms, no legs, no claws, no way to scream in its defense, and no way to flee in remorse for its trespass. I’m not sure the potential danger this living thing could’ve caused with its 1/4 inch mouth, but I’m certain t’were not deserving of the violent death it received – nor the “humorous” social media eulogy which followed. I throw the gauntlet, Splatterpunk Author Chris Miller. I could use the PR.

Meanwhile, I illegally spent most the night in Central Park to understand how it felt to do so before writing this book. I doubt very seriously Mr. Miller (no relation) includes his childish screams while snake killing within the pages of his smut.

Have at you, good sir.

A Curse Beyond Comprehension. A Power Beyond Belief. A Girl Far From Home. Katie Liberman is your typical eighteen-year-old college student…or at least that’s what her family thinks. Picking up five years after the events of A Taste of Home, Katie has dropped out of school and embarked upon a dangerous quest to find Kurt Jimmerson, the New York City attorney responsible for her family’s werewolf curse. Unknown to her, the attorney’s grip on the ‘City That Never Sleeps’ is tighter than imagined and she’ll need any and all help available to be victorious. But… where do you find friends when you’re Far From Home?