Meet Hunter S Jones
I have lived in Tennessee and Georgia my entire life, except for one “lost summer” spent in Los Angeles. I was always a complex kid. My first published stories were for a local underground rock publication in Nashville. I have published articles on music, fashion, art, travel and history. Currently, I have a music blog and published my debut novella, Fables of the Reconstruction, in 2012. I have a fascination with Edgar Allan Poe and Anne Rice, although like any Southern girl, I will always idolize Margaret Mitchell for writing Gone With The Wind. I live in Atlanta, Georgia with my partner, my books and a million dollar view.
A word about 'The Anonymous Poet' from Hunter,
He is the Anonymous English Poet. He wants no attention. In blogs, he only asks to be recognized as the secretive collaborator from London.We only communicate electronically and have no personal ties. His privacy and art are more important than anything.
Overweight and dull. That’s how I felt, though neither was true.
My grandfather and brother both died. I hid inside a black cave deep in my soul, numbed for a decade on meds, booze, and bad love, married to my glorious career.
My name is Liz Snow, a proud American woman from Atlanta, Georgia, and this is my story.
One peachy summer I fell hopelessly in love with a hot attorney, Peter William Hendrix III, from Chattanooga, Tennessee. We were English majors and bonded because of Shelley and Keats. And because Pete introduced me to the works of modern English poet, Jack O. Savage, It was like The Poet was drawing us together through his blogs, like he had a message for my life and my love with Pete Hendrix. I lived it in my heart and soul.
Sadly, it all went tragically bad, very, very bad once I learned Pete’s secret.
As September ends I jet to London, England. I didn't realise it when I went, but it was to be the start of a new life. Pete Hendrix betrayed me big time. There was no time for my revenge. An unstable mind, a broken heart - my life was a kaleidoscope of stabbing shards of pain.
London ignored me, like I didn't exist. Maybe I didn't. I was lost and lonely in a flat in Kensington. I hear that Jack O. Savage will make a rare public appearance. I wrangle an invitation to the art gallery where he is doing a charity gig. I was curious. In some ways, he was the cause of my trouble.
It turned out my fallen rock-star-with-words was even more troubled that I.
And so it began for real, my elusive dream of a life with a beautiful, beautiful, great man.
Jack O.Savage The Poet became my friend. An unexpected kiss at a county fair on a perfect English summer's day changed everything forever and Jack the man became my lover.
If Pete was what I'd always wanted, Jack was what I always needed.
The mystery unraveled as a powerful magic repaired the kaleidoscope of my broken life and I found myself living in a rainbow of perfect bliss.
September Ends reveals the intricate web of passion and love which ensnare Liz Snow, Pete Hendrix and Jack O. Savage. It is told through Liz Snow’s diary, Jack O. Savage’s poetry and insights, and from letters sent across the Atlantic. Traveling throughout the lushness of one hot, humid summertime in Tennessee and Georgia, September Ends journeys into the elegance of London’s West End and is finally settled in the countryside of Cornwall, England, a decade later.
September Ends is the story of sin, redemption and salvation through love, because love happens when we least expect it.
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