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    E is for Eyeball: The Alphabet Books, #5

    By Marc Richard

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    About this ebook

    Like reading Poe on nitrous oxide.

    Have you ever wanted to escape?

    Ever wished you were a character in a story?

    Be careful what you wish for.

    I wanted that once, too.

    And now here I am. And it sucks.

    How did I get here?

    What did I do to deserve this?

    Trapped in the nightmarish world of Edgar Allan Poe

    Sort of.

    Why are these tales so much worse than the originals?

    Why is everyone I meet so annoying? And what's the deal with their wonky eyeballs?


    E is for Eyeball is what happens when you put works of public domain into the hands of an incompetent lunatic.

    Horrific. Hilarious. Ridiculous.

    You'll laugh till your eyes pop out.


    "A real mustn't read." -Every Critic Ever

    Get your copy today!



    These books do not need to be read in alphabetical order. Mix and match! Trade with friends!

    LanguageEnglish
    PublisherMarc Richard
    Release dateJan 14, 2018
    ISBN9781393808008
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    E is for Eyeball: The Alphabet Books, #5
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    Marc Richard

    ...Somewhere between DARK COMEDY and BIZARRO, between DOUGLAS ADAMS and CARLTON MELLICK III, between CHUCK PALAHNIUK and KEVIN L. DONIHE, between LLOYD KAUFMAN and ANDY KAUFMAN, there's MARC RICHARD, a writer who doesn't mind exploiting his mental illness for fun and profit. He has been accused of being hilarious, and doesn't have the strength to argue. Marc Richard was born in a picturesque, yet at the same time crappy, town called "Rumford". The name alone says it all, doesn't it? "Rumford." It was a Maine mill town, and there wasn't much to do but drink, get pregnant, and tip over cows. After graduation he decided that he would go to college and major in medicine. He never got the hang of chemistry and physics, however, and he soon realized that if he were a dying patient, he would not want to be treated by someone with a C average. So he took up writing stories instead. He is now living in Portland, Maine with his life-partner Jill and his dog Mia. He is not afraid of the oxford comma. COOL FREE STUFF AND EXCLUSIVE MATERIAL AVAILABLE by signing up to Marc's mailing list at www.marcrichardauthor.com

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