From award-winning author Giles Paley-Phillips, this haunting verse novel follows Hobs, a young man struggling to navigate his own mind and the increasingly mysterious affairs he encounters in his supposedly idyllic suburban home town.
When Jenni, the girl of his dreams, suddenly disappears, Hobs finds himself on the trail of Mike Bilk, a charismatic businessman-turned-politician whose alleged role in a local tragedy points to greater questions of political greed and corruption.
As time begins to lose its shape, Hobs is left to piece together his fragmented memories while battling the disorienting anguish of adolescent love and infatuation. With reality crumbling around him, Hobs must confront the possibility that there’s no one left he can trust – least of all himself.
I'm trying to remember everything.
what I saw...
what I heard...
what I smelt...
my memories come and go…
...in waves
when they come, they feel
painful and uncomfortable
when they fade, I feel
relief...freedom...clarity
what I remember
what I saw,
What I heard,
What I smelt,
All I remember is her
right now
I need to write
it down…
the parts I remember.
An account
of what went before.
A Little Piece of Mind
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From award-winning author Giles Paley-Phillips, this haunting verse novel follows Hobs, a young man struggling to navigate his own mind and the increasingly mysterious affairs he encounters in his supposedly idyllic suburban home town.
When Jenni, the girl of his dreams, suddenly disappears, Hobs finds himself on the trail of Mike Bilk, a charismatic businessman-turned-politician whose alleged role in a local tragedy points to greater questions of political greed and corruption.
As time begins to lose its shape, Hobs is left to piece together his fragmented memories while battling the disorienting anguish of adolescent love and infatuation. With reality crumbling around him, Hobs must confront the possibility that there’s no one left he can trust – least of all himself.
I'm trying to remember everything.
what I saw...
what I heard...
what I smelt...
my memories come and go…
...in waves
when they come, they feel
painful and uncomfortable
when they fade, I feel
relief...freedom...clarity
what I remember
what I saw,
What I heard,
What I smelt,
All I remember is her
right now
I need to write
it down…
the parts I remember.
An account
of what went before.