It hurts to look at the time on my watch. Every time I move my wrist I feel the sharp and penetrating pain. Same with the black fedora hat I am wearing. I want to take it off but I can’t. A gold pen rests between my fingers. As a retrieve a yellow pad out of my computer bag, a plate with two chorizo and one steak tacos landed on the booth where I sat. The rich smell of onions and cilantro and meat reminded me I had also come here to eat. The waiter places a can of Pepsi next to the food and thanks me. He then makes his way back to the front register. I take bites of my food here and there without any enthusiasm. True is, I am not even hungry, even though I haven’t eaten in days. Many of the patrons throw glances at me, wondering what asylum I have crawled out of. Can’t say I blame them. I know I am crazy, for the things I've experienced would never trouble a rational and healthy mind. This story is about those things. Those strange things that make people lose their minds.View Book
It was 5:30 pm when I was finally alone. I smoked a couple of cigarettes. I then looked through the window. The wall was still there. It was a reality. My life in Mexico was coming to an end, and the proximity of the American Dream was palpable. I felt as if I were dying, while memories of my life up that moment began to play themselves in my mind, like an old home movie I’d forgotten about. Watching the film of my life, I realized I’d always had a dormant desire to come to America. I closed my eyes and began to dream a little bit more.View Book
Ghosts And Crazy People is Gabriel Lucatero's first collection of short stories, many of which have been published individually. However, for a reasonable price, you can now read them all in one single book. Dive into these pages and prepare to be frightened.View Book
Don’t Talk To Strangers was blasting in Father’s car on their way to school. Johnny and Father didn’t talk a lot. Father was the kind of man who didn’t yell much. Yes, he would lose his temper every now and then, but, unlike mother, he was able to keep his feelings and emotions to a minimum. Maybe that’s why he and Father got along better, which made it an excellent idea for them to have a small conversation about things.View Book
This story is unexpected in every sense of the word. I haven't written anything like this before. I still don't know why I did it. But it's good. I like it. In a nutshell, Unexpected is all about one thing: Sex. Soon, I'll be back with more stories like this one. And remember: life is always unexpected.View Book
"And what did you dream," Ana asked him, after sitting down on the bed. She looked at him, attentively, letting him know she was there to listen to anything he needed to say. He looked at her and sighed, getting ready to share his dreadful dream.
"I thought you knew," he said.
"I can't if you don't start thinking about it."
Thomas opened his eyes, and finally realized he'd almost forgotten that he was scheduled to work earlier because they were going to close for Christmas. He got up very quickly, took a brief shower and went to work without eating. That day, he'd wished he were God so he could make the pain disappear. What he didn't know was that he wasn't the only one wishing to have the almighty capability to get rid of the headache.View Book
Like Clarissa, Justin had the same problem with Olivia, his fiancée. He didn't like to see her wasting water every time she took a shower, shaved her legs or brushed her teeth. They had argued about it. They had almost broken up because of it. One time, he was about to hit her, too. But he didn't dare. He only pictured his right hand resting momentarily on her left cheek, detonating that deafening clapping sound that would leave the blood of his palm boiling and threatening to explode.View Book
He inconspicuously looked at a couple sitting at a nearby table, how they kissed, how the man caressed the woman’s leg, sliding his hand under her dress and making her jolt with pleasure. The woman bit her lips and stared into the man’s eyes, completely careless of the fact that they were at a public place. That made things more interesting, of course. The man was fingering her right there, and she didn’t want him to stop. She moaned, closed her eyes, and when she opened them, her gaze met Sebastian’s. She winked at Sebastian while her man kissed her behind her ear. Sebastian smiled.View Book
I really enjoyed this novelette. I am a big fan of Gabriel Lucatero, and his stories actually spooked me while reading alone at night.
Loved this book great read!
Ramblings of a Crazy Mind is going to make you go crazy with anticipation. Read at your own risk.
His primary focus is horror and transgressive fiction but also likes to experiment with other related genres, such as fantasy, science fiction, gothic, post-apocalyptic fiction, suspense, black comedy, and crime fiction.
Currently working on the sequel to My first Transgressions. Still thinking on the title.