Dead On The Corridor
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Last published Tue, Apr 17, 2018
This collection of short stories has been described as "cleverly suspense," "thoroughly enlightening," and "thought provoking" in Amazon reviews.
The stories are inspired by the culture in which I was born and raised, and in which I live today. Here in the Intermountain West, stretching from Nevada through Utah and into Idaho, is the region sociologists sometimes call the "Mormon Corridor". Interstate Fifteen now runs straight up through this area, through deserts and mountains and grasslands. All along this stretch of busy interstate are the villages, towns and cities built by Mormon Pioneers, and which are still populated largely by members of the Church of Jesus Christ of Latter-Day Saints.
I did not write these stories only for Mormons, but for anyone who enjoys learning about humanity. I hope that everyone who reads it will find it interesting and emotionally satisfying. You may look at the Amazon reviews for an idea about what readers have thought about it so far.
READER'S GUIDE: There is no explicit sex, no vulgarity, and although there is death, it is not gory. I treat death with care, even reverence. I also treat my culture and its religion with respect, without heaping overt praise or criticism.
I'll be adding a new story every week or two...whenever I remember to do so. The paperback is available on Amazon and most other online retailers. The ebook is available on Kindle and Kindle Unlimited.
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