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Hollywood Ending
Hollywood Ending
Hollywood Ending
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Hollywood Ending

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The great star of the silver screen is clinging on to his place, still making pictures the public turn out to see. But making it in the tough world of Tinseltown leaves many casualties. The ‘Hollywoodland’ signs looms above him as he heads home, haunted by the loss of his greatest friend. His drunken drive along the road into the gilded Hollywood Hills takes him past landmarks that he has chosen to forget.
He may have forgotten, but others have different ideas.

LanguageEnglish
Release dateJul 31, 2016
ISBN9781370164066
Hollywood Ending
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Joanne Surridge

Time to commit to the stories - it isn't too late to start writing. I lost confidence in my writing at a very early age, and it has taken a long time to make my way back to a place where I can share these ideas and tales. I hope people like them, but the important thing for me is to just do it. I work full time, managing a team providing technology to support Adults and Children with Learning disabilities - it is a great job and I feel very lucky to get to do something so amazing every day. The writing is for me, and I am glad that I have finally plucked up the courage to take the ideas out of my head and let them see the light of day. .

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    Hollywood Ending - Joanne Surridge

    Hollywood Ending

    Hollywood Ending

    Published by Joanne Surridge at Smashwords

    Copyright 2016 Joanne Surridge

    The movie star drove out of the studio lot, the roof of his convertible Buick closed. The fans knew whose car it was, but their screams of adulation faded to shouts of ‘Fuck you, dumbass,’ as he sped past them.

    The guys in the gatehouse watched as the car hit the kerb and careened into the oncoming lane before straightening up.

    ‘He looks bad,’ said one, as he leant in the doorway. He ran his finger round the collar of his shirt; the rough seams gave his thick neck a red welt that looked like his throat had been slit. He

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