You should be reading Canis Major. As in right now.
Because you know this summer is going to be just miserable. If a tornado doesn’t knock you five miles eastward, a hurricane will. And in the unlikely chance neither of those two disasters affects you in any way whatsoever, the heat will surely fry your pale ass to a bacony crisp.
So what’s a reader to do? Venture out, assemble with other activists, and protest the big oil companies, whose extraction of poisonous compounds from the earth’s crust and suppression of alternative energy technologies is likely fostering the climate change that is increasing hurricane strength and tornado activity, not to mention raising world-wide atmospheric temperatures, which in turn is frying your aforementioned ass? Nah, fuck that. It’s too hot outside.
I’m no activist, but I am a writer, so this is what I’ll be doing this summer:
I’m offering you a deal. Since I want as many interested people as I can find to read my book this summer, I will be offering it for free at Smashwords on select days. (It is free this weekend, 6/1-6/3). All I ask in return is for you guys to actually read it, or attempt to read it. I don’t want any of this “Hey, a free book! I’ll download it and add it to my To Read list with the 524,124 other books I’ll never get to!” Also, I really want you to read it this summer. Since Canis Major is a summer book, it only makes sense.
Thank you for your time and consideration.
Here’s the link for a free download (remember: you must at least try to read it this summer)
https://www.smashwords.com/books/view…
And a description:
After seventeen-year-old Russell Whitford confronts and kills a rabid dog, he seeks to prevent the news from reaching the dog’s owner, whose hair-trigger temper is well-known in the small town of Riley, Alabama. Russell can count on silence from two of the three witnesses who watched him hack Hector Graham’s Bloodhound to death, but the third, Michael O’Brien, isn’t like the other two. His allegiance isn’t as fixed as Russell would like it to be.
When the Centers for Disease Control arrive in town, and dogs begin running away, and gun shots start ringing out in the dead of night, Russell’s summer goes from bad to worse. All he wants to do is play his piano and guitar, maybe walk his dog every now and then, not have the weight of the universe hoisted upon his shoulders.
The Jay Team 