I Choke (eBook, ePUB) - Stubbs, W. F.
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I feel strength when I'm near her, a great comforting glow that leaves me thinking how great life could be if only I could reach out and touch her. ... But I can't. ... I feel the glow leave my body, strength dissipating and I start choking on the emptiness again. * * * Kristian needs this new job, he needs the cash, but he's just not sure to what end this job will lead him and whether or not he can deal with his co-workers. And to pile on top of that comes uncontrollable feelings for his manager. Will he come to terms with what the modern world demands of his time, or will his depression get…mehr

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I feel strength when I'm near her, a great comforting glow that leaves me thinking how great life could be if only I could reach out and touch her. ... But I can't. ... I feel the glow leave my body, strength dissipating and I start choking on the emptiness again. * * * Kristian needs this new job, he needs the cash, but he's just not sure to what end this job will lead him and whether or not he can deal with his co-workers. And to pile on top of that comes uncontrollable feelings for his manager. Will he come to terms with what the modern world demands of his time, or will his depression get the better of him and force him into a blinding corner of pain and frustration? * * * Fingers clasp around a throat, strengthening their grip - slow but firm. There is horror in the eyes - what is happening? The grip tightens and veins start to bulge, eyes widen but vocals remain paralysed in a state of silence as air is cut off from the windpipes. There comes a wheezing sound from within, eyes show a tint of red, veins at the temple stress under the pressure, nostrils flair as the grip crushes the Adam's apple. The look of horror at its peak... Finally the eyes burst and blood splatters his face. He is panting. ...The thought of death excites him.

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Autorenporträt
Hailing from Gisborne, New Zealand, Warwick Stubbs has spent most of his adult life experiencing an array of different jobs starting in Auckland, and ending up in Invercargill. Time down south allowed him to pursue a Bachelor Degree in Contemporary Music (Composition Major) while leading a heavy progressive rock band in between. After leaving study he continued his sampling of part-time jobs which would come to inspire a number of scenes for his first novel 'I am the Local Atheist'.

Stubbs has written stories since a young age, poetry on occasion, but says the majority of his literary efforts during his late teens and 20s was invested in writing song lyrics, of which he has produced over 250. "Song lyrics, like poetry, provide a platform to create pictures in short form, but there needs to be a great deal more focus on what is being conveyed and how that fits into the canvas of music that sits behind it." A collection of some of these lyrics has been projected for the near future.