Mormon Bar Rules or Political Mayhem
It started as a good sketch to hand off to a professional designer, but then it wandered into “doodling during social studies” territory…
Mormon Bar Rules or Political Mayhem
It started as a good sketch to hand off to a professional designer, but then it wandered into “doodling during social studies” territory…
Huh?
The only thing I ever saw that was based on a storey was a roof.
And even then, that’s really only if you’re British.
True. Does that mean this book is actually a British roof?
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They have bars just for Mormons? What do they serve? Milk and Postum? And I guess if you don’t obey the rules at the Mormon Bar, you will have political mayhem.
Oh Lord. I just read the description on Smashwords. Don’t know which is worse – the hart (sic) warming 171,000 word political thriller or Gabriel blowing his horn.
Yikes.
“How the son of major Salt Lake City politician failed overdose on heroin and cocaine in my basement of my house, forever changing my life.”
How the who what where? No comprendo.
I don’t know much about drugs and junkies, but I’m pretty sure they go for either cocaine or heroin, not both. They are two completely different drugs, create different highs, different types of addiction, different modes of consumption, different social class users. Even if a junkie decides to kill himself, I find it highly unlikely that he’ll just happen to have both drugs on him.
“How I was physically beaten strangled and scapegoated almost to death by his father and his attorney gang of super-criminals for what I know.”
beaten strangled and scapegoated? Seriously? How do you scapegoat someone to death? And did the comma get beaten strangled and scapegoated as well? Did comma end up in a coma?
“My story involves attempted suicide, drugs, corrupt legal system, Mayor, Lawyers, betrayal, aggravated assaults, attempted murder, padded court rooms, political cover up’s, 911 system, whining, ranting, invisible guns, sex, date rape drug, prostitution, incarceration, friends, cyber-streaking, farting, dog, chess, Ted Bundy, Abu Ghraib prison, drunkenness, evil spirits, devil, golf, spice, health care, skull and bones, philosophy, ect and a Bar.”
Where’s the kitchen sink? And bad spelling and grammar?
“This is a true story, and you will laugh, you will cry, and you will defiantly learn something in this ultimate hart warming story of survival against a corrupt Mormon government and all odds.
This is one crazy fun true ride.”
Sorry, mister Knight, I’ll have to pass on this ultimate hart warming story. I’m not that much into defiant learning, and I’m already crying as it is just from your blurb. Reading the completed complete 171000 word novel would make me want to overdose on heroin and cocaine and date rape drug and then scapegoat myself. And that’s just not how I want to spend my day.
Heroin and coke together is called a speed ball and it’s very common – personally I don’t give 2 fux about someone’s story but I won’t bitch about shortcomings nor bash someone’s creative effort… regardless of quality / content or commas,,,,, however, I will laugh at how pathetic your lives must be to comment in the manner you all have. I may never understand the anonymous internet shit talk brigade but I do know your lives must really suck to even have the time to bash someone or something that causes no harm personal or otherwise – let me guess… you are the fat chick that no one will socialize with outside of the online idiots who actually believe your super close up selfies aren’t hiding your blubber filled ass. We as humans are meant to evolve – it’s up to us to grow and seek the light not to use our incredible abilities of adaptation to regress into spineless anonymous commentary – as I said, I don’t give a fk about this book nor it’s contents – but personally – I would never bash something I haven’t done to the utmost level of perfection myself – and those who have reached that level of craft don’t have time to tear others down. I build too much. Raise your tubby self from that rented trailer home and your public assistance… stop using the library for fakebook and actually read a book…. especially if you feel mighty enough to criticize
Shorter baller: “You don’t like my book cover so you must be fat! BLAAAARGHHHH!”
Thanks for showing us that you’re a thin-skinned jackass who lashes out to cover his insecurities. Now go away, the grownups are tired of you.