The Heart Shaped Coffin
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Última publicación dom, sep 21, 2014
Impulsive, school misfit, Megan Stone, risks her future as she struggles to help introspective, A-grade student, Tom Winter, reclaim a life-saving serum from his mother’s killer and save his father from cancer.
Thrillingly balanced between Lethal Weapon and The X-Files, Coffin is grounded in the real world and takes its cues from science and the morality of cause and effect. While there are hints of the supernatural, I have explored a narrative that cannot escape into the mythical coincidence of Harry Potter or the hyper-real emotionality of Twilight, the Hunger Games, or their derivatives.
What Tom and Megan face is real. Real and painful.
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