Fucking and Drinking

The short novel that will be coming out soon. The story follows a psych hospital worker struggling with sex and alcohol addiction. Maybe struggling isn't the correct way to phrase it. The story is loosely based on the things that I went through the three years I worked in a psychiatric hospital, which I lovingly refer to as the madhouse. The title does not disappoint and in a way it is my own homage to Charles Bukowski's novel Women, which is one of my favorite novels by Buk, second only to Factotum and Post Office.

Fucking and Drinking will be available through my smashwords profile www.smashwords.com/profile/view/shanegrey and of course on Nook, iBooks, Kobo, and Diesel.

If you haven't yet, take this time to check out some of the free short stories on my profile, or you can go to either store on Nook, iBooks, Kobo, Diesel. Just search Shane Grey.

I'm trying to bring unique and different stories in a lot of my short stories. Less biographical stuff, more things that just pop into my brain and I think, hey, that would be interesting if that was a story. I also strive to be different. Meaning, a lot of mainstream fiction is so far from Bukowski and John Fante, which are my literary father and grandfather, that I don't have a lot of options out there. So I try to write for those who are dying for something different.

A lot of readers look at my stories as pornographic or just about boozing, I always wonder what else in the world would I write about. The mainstream limits us as authors. It's either vampires, romance, spies, police, supernatural, or memoir. And quite frankly I'm sick to death of all that trash. I want to read about a real person. I want it to be fiction, but know that it's based upon something true. Too much of the shit coming out isn't gritty or raw enough. It all reads like educated lemmings pouring out boring story after boring story.

Vampires that do this, investigators that do that, love stories that are about this. It's all fucking mind rot. The most original shit I've read in the mainstream are by the following authors: David Wong. Chad Kultgen. Charles Bukowski. John Fante. Paul Neilan. Mykle Hansen. Chuck Palahniuk. Jeff Lindsay.

For now that is all. The rest them are just, Meh. These writers write in a straight forward fashion. If you have to explain it, it's not a good story.

So read my shit and decide for yourself, but quit drowning in a sea of regurgitated bullshit, trash, and literary garbage. I think it is these opinions that classify me as an artist, though I despise the word “art” or “artist” it sounds like a lame excuse.

Thanks for reading my insane rambling. You can check out facebook.com/Greyebooks and like that page. That would make you a supreme human being!

McMuffin's and Nice Ass in the Morning

For those of you that do not know me, you should know it is hard for me to blog, due to the fact that I save everything for my fiction. But this time I have an interesting anecdote. I had worked a sixteen hour shift. When I do that I usually like to bring home McDonald's breakfast for my grandfather and I. After cashing my paycheck it was about eight-something-in the morning. I stopped at the McDonald's on the way. It was a Saturday morning and talk about fucking crowded. The line of cars at the drive-thru almost was touching the street. I decided to go inside. In front of me was a beautiful assed girl that wore those spandex jeans that look like Pj pants. Her ass was amazing and her tits were also sweet little morsels. I enjoyed the view. It was my turn almost immediately, I ordered six sausage McMuffins with Egg. The cashier smiled, took my money, then my name. I walked away to await my large breakfast order. I caught glimpses at the ass. Fifty seconds later, no joke, they called my name. I was in there no longer than ten minutes. Thank you McDonald's. It was awesome. Go inside if the drive-thru line seems long, it just may be worth your while. -S.G. Thanks for reading.