Synopses & Reviews
There are no old drug addicts. That's what everyone says, at least. So how did Chuck get to his forty-third birthday and find himself still neck-deep in this scene? He knows he's the creepy old guy with the drugs or the guy who's too old to be at the party doing everyone else's drugs, but if it ain't broke... Well, he manages to make it to work at the dwarf whale distributor every day. He may hate that his dearly seedy San Francisco has become overrun with Starbucks, startups, and Lululemon moms, but he makes do every month for the rent-controlled apartment he shares with roommates he never sees. It's not perfect, but it's livable.
In the end, though, every addict has that one special vice that can tip them from relatively functional to completely unhinged. For Chuck, it's a new drug that doesn't even have a name yet; it's just a smokable, everlasting gobstopper of mellow high. But when chunks of time begin to disappear and rearrange themselves, he wonders if this really is just another life-ruining drug or if it's something straight out of a Philip K. Dick universe.
Review
"Bucky Sinister offers plenty of smart observations about the difficulty of maintaining ones youthful ideals into middle-age, and how navigating the self-deceptions of nostalgia and addiction can be as treacherous as driving through a dense San Francisco fog." Zyzzyva
Review
"Black Hole is designer drugs so new they haven't been outlawed. It's dead end jobs, douchebag dot comers, punk rock heroes
Bucky Sinister nails the incomprehensible demoralization of the addicts existence. Hell, he nails it so well you wont have to try it for yourself." Patrick O'Neil, author of Gun, Needle, Spoon
Synopsis
Chuck is addicted to drugs too new for a name weird, experimental drugs that mangle the fabric of his reality. The solution to all his drug problems are more drugs, each one more chaotic than the last. He still shows up to work (most of the time) for his job raising dwarf whales to sell to the tech geeks of San Francisco, but hes wearing out his welcome. In the party scene, hes committed the ultimate crime of aging. But there's no way off this hallucinatory hamster wheel.
When a new substance called Black Hole shows up on the streets, it offers a promise unlike any other: this drug never runs out. It works, for a while. When he wakes up from a blackout as a suspect in the murder of his boss, he needs time to sort out what happened. The bad news: time no longer seems to be in chronological order.
About the Author
Bucky Sinister is a poet, self-help author, and comedian. He has published four books of poetry and two self-help books, including Get Up: A 12-Step Guide to Recovery for Misfists, Freaks, and Weirdos. His journalism, film reviews, and short stories have appeared on The Rumpus, The Bold Italic, and a number of other online and print publications. You can also spot him in the recently released Willow Creek, a film by Bobcat Goldthwait.