Brandon Stewart can't be happy without his beautiful new bride Lucille - but she can't be happy unless she's making him miserable. For a couple so enslaved by the cruel tyranny of their own love, is death itself strong enough to part them? More
A tumbledown Victorian house, a neglected, overgrown garden, a deep, stagnant pool full of choking weeds - a strange first home for a newly-wed young couple. But their morbid relationship is more gothic still. Addicted to suppressing and being suppressed, neither can be happy unless the other is miserable - but when death overshadows them, will they finally find release from their tyrannous love, or is that love-cruelty strong enough to endure beyond the grave?
I am a writer and artist from the Westcountry of England now living in London. I write and illustrate latter-day folk-tales full of love, hate, ambition, revenge and beauty, with supernatural interventions and terrible twists.
on Feb. 23, 2013 :
A cute little story about a hen-pecked husband. The "ghost story" bit doesn't become apparent until quite late in the tale, and although its well written, the ending is a little abrupt and disappointing.
(review of free book)
on Nov. 5, 2011 :
Written in typical British prose, suggesting that of the century before last, the story was well done, though I wondered at the gender of the narrator. But surely Lucille, being a proper lady, wouldn’t entertain a gentleman overnight.