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Dead Boy Talking by Linda Strachan
THE DEVASTATING NEW NOVEL FROM THE AUTHOR OF SPIDER
Paperback
ISBN: 978-1905537-20-4
£6.99
Teenage
June 2010
Pre-order from Amazon
Josh has 25 minutes left to live.
Yesterday he stabbed his best mate and now it’s happened to him. Lying alone in a pool of blood Josh hasn’t much time to think, but there are things he can’t get out of his head.
Where is his girlfriend, Skye? What happened to his missing brother?
And how did he get involved in the gang? As his life slips away the events of the last 24 hours start to look very different…
Gillian Philip & Linda Strachan longlisted for Catalyst Book Awards 2010
Strident is delighted to announce ‘Spider’ by Linda Strachan and ‘Bad Faith’ by Gillian Philip have been longlisted for the ‘2009 Catalyst Book Awards’. Congratulations to both!
Read Linda Strachan’s guest blog for Wondrous Reads.
Linda was recently invited to be a guest blogger by Jenny Davies of Wondrous Reads. There was a terrific response and we’d like to thank Jenny for her support. Click here to read
Strident is delighted to announce
that ‘Spider’ has been shortlisted for Falkirk
Council’s RED Book Award
How did I get here?
Dreams..? Nightmares more like.
My life was sorted. Well, I thought so – I was pretty stupid. Ducking and diving here and there, thieving – just small things, twocking the odd car for a Run. A real peach of a girlfriend – rich too – and I had a reputation as a bit of a hard man.What more could I ask?
Some might say I got exactly what I was asking for and maybe they’re right.
I just don’t know or care anymore. Thought I was so clever; but you can’t hide from some things and when your nightmares come true….
I had one last night. A nightmare. I didn’t sleep much, so it must have been in one of those moments when you just drift off. But it was so bad I woke up screaming silently, shaking and sweating, tears streaming from my eyes, not sure where I was.
But that’s probably not surprising, is it?
It was shadowy and dark in my nightmare and I was looking at Deanna. She was crying and I couldn’t get her to stop. There was something in her arms but she wouldn’t let me see it. Her hand was covering it and when she lifted her hand for a moment it was dripping with dark red blood. She started yelling at me.
“See what you did, Spider!” I wanted to shout back that I didn’t do it; I didn’t mean it to happen.
I wanted to tell her that I was sorry, so sorry….
