Following the death of her Mother, Miriam is squatting in her home in Florida liberating the recently deceased of their now useless medication. All this changes when a figure from her past arrives on her doorstep with some unsettling news – Miriam’s become somewhat of an obsession for a small group of users on Reddit. …
Miriam Black is back, bitches! In Thunderbird, the fourth installment of the series, Miriam is seeking a mysterious psychic she hopes can finally rid her of her curse – the ability to foresee the death of those she touches. During her search, she becomes mixed up with a group of domestic terrorists with grand ambitions.…
As of today, I have read a total of eighty seven books in 2014. I had hoped to crack one hundred but deciding to participate in National Novel Writing Month this past November put me way behind schedule and with a vacation to Ottawa in December, I had no hope of catching up (nor did I…
He leans over toward her. She smells his breath. It smells of roadkill ripening in a wet ditch. He taps the end of the feather on the dashboard, click, click, click. “I’m just warning you Miriam Black. Forces have been aligning against you for a while. You’ve been fucking with this Jenga tower for too…
You can say what you want about Miriam but you could never take away the fact that above all else, she’s true to herself. So when Ms. Black knows something’s not working out for her, she turns tail and seeks out a more desirable environment. Unfortunately for Louis, settling down with him in a tin…
Miriam Black doesn’t want your help. She’s a loner by choice. Why? Well, Miriam can tell you with 100% accuracy when and how you’re going to die. With a little simple skin on skin action, she can peer into the future and find out when you’re going to meet your maker. Big deal right? If…
Have you ever walked into a party and seen someone just command everyone’s attention? Maybe they’re telling a joke, a captivating story or performing some ridiculous feat, you’re not sure. You lean over and ask someone what’s going on. They either shush you or they calmly say, “Oh, that’s just <insert name here>, he’s/she’s awesome.”…
