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Key words for readers in my target audience include: addiction studies, addiction to prescription drugs, polysubstance abuse, psychology, clinical psychology, sex addiction studies, case studies in sex and drug addiction, domestic violence, child abuse, fictional accounts of substance abuse. Feel free to sample this book for free before purchasing and/or reviewing. Critiques and praise are welcomed. Critics can get bent. This book has shattered my sales records by placing 5,811 in the Kindle store, buy it, read it, love it. "PiLL-BiLLies" has been skyrocketing in sales. Thanks so much. This book is my tribute to hope for the hopeless. Please let this important contribution to addiction studies help halt self-destruction. I love you all for helping me get this story out. Thank you eternally. Your support is priceless. I will continue to offer this book at less than a dollar as a gesture of gratitude. Read it on your Kindle, on your phone, laptop, tablet, then get it in print. Don't miss this incisive glance at the underworld we all manage to ignore.
Love, JKR :)
Kentucky has endured an epidemic of OxyContin addiction that has swept across Appalachia. Addicts soon discovered they could drive to Florida's Pain-Management Clinics and stock up. Follow a drug-muling pill addict from her days as a smuggler and prostitute to her stint in rehab-jail. Sissy, a Licensed Vocational Nurse, spills her heart out after a funeral, with her vision of the afterlife, free from her addiction...


"I will get to the great pond and row away further from these only shores I've ever known. Further than land can be seen. I will finally stop and just look up at the stars that made me. I will let them transform me into light. I will fly away to a heaven-like sphere. There, floating in the rounded ether will be all the good childhoods, the kind parents, and the lovers of the world. I will let myself join this new cosmos. It will embrace me, fully. There, each song is a promise and joy drips from long branches strewn with the harps and discarded wings of the cherubs who've cocooned into full Angels. Sweet manna will rain down from time to time. We take honey baths and the milk bubbles. The sun always shines in my eternal place. There is no more night or cold moon. There is no death-shade blue. There is no nightmaring allowed. There is no day where it all ends but you must have had endings while earthbound to make it feel like forever does and can. And, you must marry yourself to feeling everlasting peace to thrive here. If you cannot your wings won't be issued. God will keep working on you until you let go. You spin silk around you and wait to butterfly. Then, the birds of paradise can flutter around you as you become one with the light. You look down and behind you. You are finally flying. The nest that was your earthly life has been left. You can now join eternity. Be careful. You won't be able to stop it from becoming you. It will soon take you over with a swift love. I pray you let it take you. I pray you learn to let it sooth you. I pray you let it cradle your wounds from this world as it heals them all. I pray you stop lying to yourself if you are an addict. I pray you make it. If you do you can hear the Angels sing. It is the sound of all souls before yours singing, at once. It resounds through the universe and lights the sky. If you don't stop, you won't hear it. You won't let it flicker and drip. You will drown it out. You will only hear the howls. You will try to tune them out. They come back louder with each rejection. You can hear them now. Just go look in the mirror. Look deep. Do you hear them? They are the downturned corners of your mouth. They are your sad eyes. They are your jaundiced skin. They are your bad breath. They are the messy bathroom. They are the confused animal looking back. Stop their cries. Walk away now. Never go back. They will only get louder. You can bur

Pill-Billies Specifications

Key words for readers in my target audience include: addiction studies, addiction to prescription drugs, polysubstance abuse, psychology, clinical psychology, sex addiction studies, case studies in sex and drug addiction, domestic violence, child abuse, fictional accounts of substance abuse. Feel free to sample this book for free before purchasing and/or reviewing. Critiques and praise are welcomed. Critics can get bent. This book has shattered my sales records by placing 5,811 in the Kindle store, buy it, read it, love it. "PiLL-BiLLies" has been skyrocketing in sales. Thanks so much. This book is my tribute to hope for the hopeless. Please let this important contribution to addiction studies help halt self-destruction. I love you all for helping me get this story out. Thank you eternally. Your support is priceless. I will continue to offer this book at less than a dollar as a gesture of gratitude. Read it on your Kindle, on your phone, laptop, tablet, then get it in print. Don't miss this incisive glance at the underworld we all manage to ignore.
Love, JKR :)
Kentucky has endured an epidemic of OxyContin addiction that has swept across Appalachia. Addicts soon discovered they could drive to Florida's Pain-Management Clinics and stock up. Follow a drug-muling pill addict from her days as a smuggler and prostitute to her stint in rehab-jail. Sissy, a Licensed Vocational Nurse, spills her heart out after a funeral, with her vision of the afterlife, free from her addiction...


"I will get to the great pond and row away further from these only shores I've ever known. Further than land can be seen. I will finally stop and just look up at the stars that made me. I will let them transform me into light. I will fly away to a heaven-like sphere. There, floating in the rounded ether will be all the good childhoods, the kind parents, and the lovers of the world. I will let myself join this new cosmos. It will embrace me, fully. There, each song is a promise and joy drips from long branches strewn with the harps and discarded wings of the cherubs who've cocooned into full Angels. Sweet manna will rain down from time to time. We take honey baths and the milk bubbles. The sun always shines in my eternal place. There is no more night or cold moon. There is no death-shade blue. There is no nightmaring allowed. There is no day where it all ends but you must have had endings while earthbound to make it feel like forever does and can. And, you must marry yourself to feeling everlasting peace to thrive here. If you cannot your wings won't be issued. God will keep working on you until you let go. You spin silk around you and wait to butterfly. Then, the birds of paradise can flutter around you as you become one with the light. You look down and behind you. You are finally flying. The nest that was your earthly life has been left. You can now join eternity. Be careful. You won't be able to stop it from becoming you. It will soon take you over with a swift love. I pray you let it take you. I pray you learn to let it sooth you. I pray you let it cradle your wounds from this world as it heals them all. I pray you stop lying to yourself if you are an addict. I pray you make it. If you do you can hear the Angels sing. It is the sound of all souls before yours singing, at once. It resounds through the universe and lights the sky. If you don't stop, you won't hear it. You won't let it flicker and drip. You will drown it out. You will only hear the howls. You will try to tune them out. They come back louder with each rejection. You can hear them now. Just go look in the mirror. Look deep. Do you hear them? They are the downturned corners of your mouth. They are your sad eyes. They are your jaundiced skin. They are your bad breath. They are the messy bathroom. They are the confused animal looking back. Stop their cries. Walk away now. Never go back. They will only get louder. You can bur