Prentice sleeps rough in a derelict coal cellar in Brighton UK. From one drink to the next, his aim is survival. Fully distrustful of authority, he has a humorous take on life.
In between battles to obtain booze, smokes, and money – by whatever means necessary – he is obsessed with the need to talk to his friend Mark. There’s something he needs to say to him.
Mark, however, is having problems of his own. These are only getting worse with his association with the repulsive dealer Phil Stringer. Everybody hates Stringer, but are too frightened to say so. Even the Police.
But Prentice and Mark share a very, very difficult secret. What can they say to each other when they finally meet up again? Will Prentice find anywhere to live and the companionship he craves? Will he find the next can of Super-Strength Lager?
And what about the enigmatic girl Sophie, interweaving through their lives? Is she just another victim, waiting to be run down by the juggernaut of exploitation? Or is she tougher than she looks?
This is a fast-paced noir epic of the Brighton streets. Funny and scary, it portrays addiction and survival, friendship and betrayal, punishment and getting away with it.
Through the eyes of Prentice we see Brighton and the world itself as we’ve never seen it before.
my queer noirish drunk novel now available on iBooks, as well as Kindle…
changed the colour to this weird flesh-colour for some reason
removed my novel from fixed title-page as it seemed a bit tiring having it there all the time
My novel is out on Kindle. Just doing the iBooks version. I hate advertisements.
“Do you feel like you’re getting stronger, darling?”
“No, not really.”