Sweet Death: A Novel
Told with dazzling narrative brilliance and the haunting power of an impassioned soliloquy, an astonishing parable of a woman's obsession of sweets and delicacies is seen. A novel of heartstopping intensity, black humor and passion not easily forgotten.
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... on the bed, holding the can up in the air, perfectly straight, my finger slowly
pressing the pleasure switch, I watched the long snake of vanilla foam surge out
of the plastic nozzle and disappear into the moist depths of my gaping mouth.
A new era begins: never again will I chew on the cap to my pen, a bad habit I
indulged with the Waterman. Resolved: to write with pen in hand, lollipop in
mouth. When I awoke this morning, the caramel I'd tucked into 36 Sweet Death.
Pure syrup. Plunging a straw into liquid rubies, like blood rushing to my mouth.
Endless suckling. My lips keep their hold on the translucid straw until the last
drop of the delicious drink. A revulsion for milk, unless it's sweetened with
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