Patrick sits by the cool waters of the West Australian beach and is reminded of the long hot summers of his youth - the sun, the sea, the girls. And, of course, of Dylan - his cousin who seemed to be everything Patrick was not. Yet now, years later, Patrick is reminded of those days with a mix of joy and melancholy - his life may never be the same.
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About the Author
Jamie J. Buchanan is based in Perth, Western Australia. He spent many years playing in rock bands, mostly loud, fast, punk rock and heavy metal bands - the sort your parents warned you about. But he has always been writing stories - long and short. Jamie has had a short story “On My Goat” published by Cardigan Press in 2006 in the anthology “Allnighter” as well as having several short stories published on the Smashwords website for free download (www.smashwords.com). The short story “Sanguine Saviour” won second place in the monthly “Darker Times” competition (www.darkertimes.co.uk) and was included in the inaugural Darker Times anthology as well. The short story “The Woman on the Pavement” is published in an upcoming Editor’s Choice anthology by Stringybark Press called "Hitler Did It". Jamie's short story "Battle of Wits" has won the Raspberry and Vine short story comp for 2012 - you can read it here: http://home.people.net.au/~raspberryandvine/ Jamie has had several stories short-listed as well including “Insights” in the 2013 Carmel Bird Short Story Award and “Imagine This” in the 2014 Bundaberg Writers’ Writefest Award 2014. Jamie's short story "The End of Death" has won the "Spinetinglers" short story competition for Jan 2015 and will be featured in an upcoming anthology of stories. http://www.spinetinglers.co.uk Jamie enjoys the films of Robert Rodriguez, The Coen Brothers and Guy Richie, music by Bad Religion, Muse, The Offspring, Clutch, Red Hot Chili Peppers and Metallica, and books by James Ellroy, Irvine Welsh, Chuck Palahniuk and Stephen King. His only hates are people who talk about themselves in the third person. And Brussel Sprouts. He hates Brussel Sprouts.