Forty Seven

Indie writer Colin Hackett has written three Horror novellas so far - they're just not that good. Despite having self-published more books than he has reviews for, Colin is sure that one day he'll reach the top; after all, no-one had heard of Stephen King until he became famous!

Lack of fame is the least of Colin's problems though; besides being extremely short-sighted, considerably overweight, an incurable hoarder and an unsociable loner, he also has an unstable personality, a terrible dark secret, and deep-rooted anger issues.

The neighbours next-door call him Creepy or Stinky and treat his garden as if they own the place. Scum, that's what they are! Filthy trash! As soon as Colin makes his fortune, he's moving far away from this horrible estate, that's for certain. But first he'd sure like to put that little hellcat Leanne in her place. Deep down he knows the precocious little she-devil only flirts with him to mock him, she clearly hates his guts.

And the sad truth is that most of Colin's physical contact is usually paid for. That said, however, much of his lustful gratification ends up 'free' - after all, what good is cash to someone who will never get the chance to spend it?

(cover by Adrian Baldwin)