This is a book of poetry, the third in the Glass series, emphasizing the beauty and the fire in love, lust, passion, via a collection of poems worded raw or clever, rhyme or free verse, serious or humorous, and mostly a mix of all. There is nothing trite to it, there is nothing rude to it, there is nothing innocent to it. There is everything that could burn a hole in your heart to it.

Some of these stories happened to people you know. Some happened to people you don't know and never will. Some to people I know, or don't or never will. And some, yet, may never happen. Maybe because they are too removed from our reality, or maybe because I and you, we all are removed from their reality. All combinations allowed - beautiful, ugly, sad, happy, moral, immoral... life is composed of a myriad of pieces that, unlike a puzzle, never fit perfectly to each other. Thankfully so. The beauty of life, yes, the beauty of life.

OK, so what is Unreality, you ask. Is it Fantasy, Scifi, Legend, Vampire, Ghost, Magic... and similar? Well, it is all of this, and more. Some plainly unidentifiable as a specific "genre" yet... you will see. Does not mean that that Unreality cannot be anchored strongly in Reality, until at times it is quite difficult to draw the line between them. So what? Who wants to draw any kind of line anywhere? Certainly not me. Pleasure stems from the mix, not from the uniqueness. My modest opinion. And since I am the writer...

Yes, Romanticality, why not. A gender on its own, stealing from both Reality and Unreality and offering us, normal humans, pleasures uncounted. Sure, not mushy yuck. Rather everything but. Sad, happy, impossible, funny, fantastic, vampiric, scific... you name it, I wrote it. I take no shame in declaring high and loud - I am an incorrigible romantic at heart. Look deep into yourself, when no one else looks, you probably are too; and if you are ashamed to declare it, then buy this book, wrap it in a brown bag and hide it under your bed. You won't be sorry. Guaranteed or money back.