THRESHOLD
A Hard-boiled Thriller
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PROLOGUE I don't have any sacred dreams left. They flew out the window the same day "it" happened. The headline read: MOTHER-DAUGHTER DOUBLE SUICIDE ATTEMPT, but they never tell the whole story. No one ever does. Actually I only had one dream anyway, so it doesn't much matter. What I've got is a bum leg, a scar over my left eye, and the dull memory of the woman who died teaching me how to fly. It wasn't long after that flight that the old adage "You only hurt the one you love" took on a pretty predictable meaning in my life. Predictable for me: painful for them luckless enough to fall for me. Hey, don't get me wrong -- I had some fun during those years. But I don't know. Maybe some guys would disagree. Maybe they'd say I did some mighty despicable deeds or that I was one sick puppy. They'd be right, of course. But I guess there's others would tell you I was the most unreasonable kind of addiction they ever abided. Still, I'm sure they'd all agree with one thing: I was a real cock-knocker. Now what I say is that there's lotsa guys like to be hurt. They like the madness. Can't blame 'em really -- I did too. But after a while the whole thing just got too damn flat. I guess some pain's so big you just can't get a harness around it. Anyway, by twenty-five I got a hankering to call it quits for good. Instead I decided to disappear -- in a different kinda way: I moved to Skid Row in the City of Lost Angels where I live alone -- among the anonymous, the forsaken, the forgotten. I love it. The rankness brings me pleasure. So, I guess you could say, after a long freakish flight . . . I finally landed.
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Honey McGuinness hasn't weathered the storm of life; she's been chewed up and spit out by it. Although she hasn't exactly landed on her feet, she's a strong, enigmatic, and untamed creature-with more than enough juice to play with the big boys.
When a haunting past becomes too painful, she moves to Skid Row where she hopes to disappear among the forsaken and forgotten. But things don't work out like she hopes. And when she finds her friend Billy lying in a pool of blood with a tape recorder strapped to his waist, she is sucked right back into the slough.
To avenge Billy's murder, Honey risks it all. Her fearless pursuit of the killer thrusts her straight into the murky, seedy world of sex, drugs, and greed-a sinister and depraved world of panacea and oblivion that holds particular seduction for a gal like Honey. In the final round, bloodied and defiled Honey hooks up with a big lug of a cop who's willing to lay down his life for hers-if both of them live that long.
Bawdy, gritty, and unrelenting, Threshold pushes you to the edge of darkness ... and beyond.
About the Author
Bonnie Kozek’s debut novel, Threshold – the first book in her Honey McGuinness series – was published in the Winter, 2008. The second book in the series, Just Before the Dawn, will be in print in 2009. The third book, The Story of Why, is scheduled for publication in 2010. And One Wrong Move, a novel about little decisions with big consequences, is scheduled for publication in 2009 as well. In addition, she has written two works of nonfiction: A Lover's Lexicon, and Mania, a poetry book published in 2003. She also writes and produces oral histories through her company, Legacy Publishing. She has collaborated on numerous projects outside the realm of the written word with other artists, including Salvador Dali. She has worked as a sound/picture editor on features and documentaries for both big and little screens in Hollywood and New York, and has written and directed shorts, including films for Saturday Night Live. She created the first continuous running holographic movie, which premiered at the opening of the Museum of Holography in Manhattan. She worked at and attended California Institute of the Arts. She has taught in the graduate writing program at The New School, and continues to teach writing workshops at FEGS and JCCA, both not-for-profit multicultural human services agencies in NYC. Her work has been recognized and honored by the National Endowment for the Arts and the Rockefeller Foundation. She has one son, Michael. She lives with her husband Jacob Ween, and splits her time between New York City and Millbrook, a small town in Upstate New York.