Tony（黃育智）: 3662 books

About the Book Hobo is the sixth novel of underground writer Tony Nesca, a rambunctious, rebellious drunk-happy love story about a struggling writer who moonlights as a Night Watchman at a college located right in the middle of the ghetto. His wife is also a writer and together they publish...

About the Book Stories and poems about love and hate. Stories and poems about love and hate. Tony Nesca writes in a unique free flowing style blending street writing with rock and roll. About the Author Tony Nesca was born in Torino, Italy in 1965 and moved to Canada at the age...

About the Book Jukebox Music is a collection of poems written in a lyrical yet gritty and uncensored free-flow style. Like all of Tony Nesca's books it is a unique and singular work, full of music, sexual energy and tons of fringe-living barroom experiences. About the Author Tony...

About the Book Vodka Orange Sunday is a collection of stories, poems and articles written in Tony Nesca's unique free-flow style, full of that incredible, rhythmic prose that only he can do. Both lyrical and street-tough, often in the same breath, the words dance and sing and shock and cajole...

About the Book Emma Strunk is a novel-in-poetry about a group of downtown, core-area dwellers taking place in the fictional town of peg zero, and the lives they lead through addiction, wandering, love and sex. From Laura the goth crack-head, to Reggie the Barbados immigrant turned small time...

About the Book Junkyard Lucy is a collection of stories by underground writer Tony Nesca. Stylistically alternating between Nesca's unique free-flow style, full of that incredible, rhythmic prose that only he can do, and street-tough, short declarative sentences, the writing shows incredible...

About the Book Crazy Legs is a collection of poems written in Tony Nesca's incendiary white-light/white-heat stream of urban consciousness. Both lyrical and street-tough, often in the same breath, the words cascade down the page in a free-flow waterfall of ideas and happenings and what Nesca...

The desert … it prefers to keep its dead. It wraps them up in its hot, dry arms, leeching the moisture from their skin …. Ex-FBI agent turned private eye Matt Barrett arrives in Sunset City, Arizona searching for a teenage runaway, only to find her dead and buried in the desert sand. Investigating...

Whether you came to Tony Frazier's superhero fiction through his short stories in online venues like Baen's Universe, Escape Pod, and Strange Horizons, or whether you've been reading his serialized adventures at www.herogohome.com, you'll find great new discoveries here. All of the published...

If you remember the Sixties, you werent there. Tony Norman turns the cliché on its head with his memories of an amazing decade. Sex, drugs, laughter, gang fights, groupies, lovers, broken hearts. Theyre all part of growing up with the Mod band he loves like brothers. It is a golden age for music and...

Australian Tony Boyle’s powerful story Kangaroo Island is set amid the rugged cliffs and pristine white beaches of the island, located off the South Australian coast. Boyle taps into his island roots to write Kangaroo Island, a story about young love, early loss, and the lessons of life experiences....

Tony Gareth Smith takes readers on another trip down memory lane to the Norfolk Coast's Brightest Seaside Resort - Great Yarmouth. The Golden Sands Theatre plays host to the summer season show of 1970. Once more Don Stevens brings together a variety of acts with the much loved Derinda Daniels topping...

“You should definitely read this book… What really struck me in reading Beyond These Walls was that Tony Platt had very seriously and carefully considered the contributions of social movements—feminist, queer, disability, and labor.” —Angela Davis Beyond These Walls is an ambitious...

After the massive success of Drifting down the Darling and Paddling down the Darling (three and four copies sold respectfully), Tony Pritchard has now thrust upon us Canoeing down the Darling. Not much has changed except for that one word, and we are once again subjected to Pritchard’s chosen prose...