Suicide Artist by Patrick Purcell; Burnt by Selficide

TENTACLES DAILY

Tentacles… of crime.

Well, okay, so there aren’t any tentacles in this image, nor in the text of the ebook, available here.  But, honestly, I’m the lone admin of this blog–do you think I’d pass up the opportunity to shamelessly self-promote my first online publication?

From the self-written Product Description:

“In the future, we will upload our minds into masterplates. In the event of death, we can download ourselves into our own biofabricated replicas. As a species, humanity shall become functionally immortal.

“Suicide Artist is a near future noir about a compulsive cutter named Jan Eyesenck and his hired cinematographer. Together they create an independent video and distribute it to the illegal snuff market, offering millions of jaded viewers a glimpse at something new—suicide as performance art.

“After the success of his first video, Jan is approached by a shady producer willing to finance ten more. But before…

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