HARLAND'S NEW BOOK,JOURNEYS
JOURNEYS is collection of short stories that follows the paths of people just like you and me and not like you and me. Everyone has a course in life and in this book we travel down the hellish, war torn streets of Syria, and time travel to places of unresolved moments from the past. We drive through purgatory and face our own shortfalls and must look in the mirror and confront our own reflection.
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I hope JOURNEYS takes you to many interesting and far off places, and you find yourself better for it on the other side.
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Enjoy the ride!
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Harland
This collection of short stories is filled with animals, monsters, and the demons that live inside us all. Although horrifying at times, there seems to be redemption in everything, even when things become the darkest.
When situations go wrong, even the mighty lion has to tap into his inner strength and cunning, as witnessed in The KING, a story about a dilapidated animal sanctuary.
Or, facing life and death with human beings. How do we find our way when we are so lost sometimes. Maybe the answer is on The BRIDGE. A story about finding the will to live.
And in CRAVE, the zombies in this story turn the world completely upside down in only the way that zombies can, and trust me, these zombies are different than any you've ever seen before.
So.... enjoy CRAVE. I hope it takes you on a wonderful ride with your thoughts and emotions.
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Harland
IF YOU'RE LOOKING FOR A BOOK THAT TAKES YOU AWAY TO THE MOST UNIMAGINABLE PLACES POSSIBLE, THEN 'DON'T LOOK UNDER THE BED' IS THE READ FOR YOU!
HARLAND TAKES YOU ON AN UNPREDICTABLE RIDE INTO STRANGE NEW WORLDS AND REALITIES, WITH TWISTS AND TURNS YOU WON'T SEE COMING.
EACH SHORT STORY IS MORE SURPRISING THAN THE LAST AND IS SURE TO KEEP YOU ENTERTAINED WHILE AT THE SAME TIME MAKE YOU THINK ABOUT LIFE, DEATH, AND THE WORLD WE LIVE IN.
UNLIKE HARLAND'S MORE COMEDIC TAKE ON LIFE, 'DON'T LOOK UNDER THE BED' OFFERS A MUCH MORE SERIOUS VISION OF THE COMPLEXITIES THAT MAKE UP OUR FRAGILE, AND OFTEN TURBULENT HUMAN EXISTENCE.
BLOOD MATCH
"Bud was allowing every primal and animal fiber in his body to take over, all moral awareness was fading into grayness. All that existed now was the urge to kill, to exterminate another human life."
Bud is working in a mail room by day, but at night he lives in another world. A world that holds a dark and dangerous secret. Follow Bud on his nightly escapades and see how he has emersed himself in a live or die fight for honor, glory, and supremacy.
In the suburbs of Ohio sits a dilapidated exotic animal rescue. Its inhabitants are about to be set free and end up in a fight for their very lives. It's man versus animal in the all too familiar setting of our own backyards. THIS IS A 3 PART DIGITAL DOWNLOAD.
THE KING
"Kafka just stared, his eyes focused, burning like two desert suns. Kafka watched and waited, the smell of raw flesh so much closer now. It teased his receptors, stirring his wildness."
Sigmund had stuffed just about every animal that ever lived. He only had one more critter to taxidermy before finally retiring. His nimble fingers were tired and crooked. With just one last job what could possibly go wrong? And what are those strange noises coming from the basement?
THE TAXEDERMIST
"Hanging on a blunted hook was the body of a large chipanzee. Its limp frame swaying ever so slightly in the frigid air being pushed around by the circulation fan. Impossibly it lifted its head. Its dead, runny, eyes staring overhead. It grinned.
Sharon had been living alone on her farm since her husband died. After more than ten years she couldn't seem to connect with anyone. Her world had become lonely and isolated, until one night a mysterious visitor arrived. What did the visitor want, what did it need? Why was it hiding in the barn, and why was Sharon so drawn to it? Perhaps it would take an X-rated night of passion to finally break Sharon out of the coccoon of grief and emptiness she had built around herself.
THE VISITOR
Sharon’s eyes closed shut as the creatures mouth ravaged her mouth, her eyes rolling back in her head, just allowing the creature do what he would, she did not resist one bit.
Down between her legs she could feel its elongated fingers slowly pull her thong to the side......
COMING SOON
Sid had driven the same bus route his whole career. His favorite part of the drive was across the back of the mighty Harlem Bridge. Today was his last day and then he would be retired. Little did Gus know that this was to be the most powerful day of his life. Destiny bringing him face to face with someone who no longer had the will to live.
THE BRIDGE
After a few minutes of silence she spoke again, in a sad voice, “If life is everything then how come there’s hate?”
“Is that your second question?” Sid asked respectfully.
“What?”
“Hate. Are you asking me what hate is?”
Sandy thought for a moment and then turned back and looked at him, directly in his eyes, “Yes, tell me what hate is.”
Sid took a moment to think before he spoke. He looked at Sandy and thought about her predicament, about why she was standing on a bridge ready to jump off.
Bret's humdrum life changed one day when he drank from the garden hose in his backyard. Suddenly, he was transported back to the magic of his youth as well as to one of the darkest days of his life. Every time he drinks from the hose he gets closer to confronting something that had scarred him deeply. Terrified but needing resolution, Bret keeps returning to the garden hose to drink, even if it costs him his job, his family, his sanity!
THE GARDEN HOSE TIME MACHINE
Bret's father spoke from the hospital bed with his weak and dying voice, "The things that happen to you in life, you don't see em' comming Bretty. You think you're prepared for everything. You think you can plan it all out. And then, all of a sudden, one night, a part of you appears that you never planned for. Something inside of you shows up that you didn't even know you had."
Harvey Hall was a loser, nothing going right in his life. But, after insanely running into a tornado, he somehow managed to survive. And that's when everything changed. THIS IS A 2 PART DIGITAL DOWNLOAD.
RUN
Harvey leapt off his back steps and ran; he ran with everything he had in him. His arms and legs pumping back and forth, charging across his backyard and straight out into the wheat field, straight toward the approaching tornado. There was nothing left worth living for. Harvey had, had enough. It was time to end it all.
THE BOY FROM ALEPPO
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At two twenty in the morning a wall of flame exploded in through his bedroom door. The whole building shook. Glass and plaster everywhere, distant screaming, black smoke, fires burning outside his window.
Adar shot up in his bed, his bed that had physically moved four feet across the wooden floor.
A bomb had gone off. A mortar rocket, a grenade, something. The noise was deafening, Adar’s ears were ringing but he could still hear. Concrete dust swirled around in his room, greying his hair and powdering his skin.
Adar instantly checked to see if his animals were still surrounding him, they were. Poppy, the turtle. Sigmund the lion. Salty the zebra and Coco the cat were all in place.
THE BOY FROM ALEPPO
When a young boy is left to fend for himself on the war ravaged streets of Aleppo, he has no idea of the dangers he is about to face. The only thing to accompany him on his treacherous journey is his collection of silly stuffed toys.
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