About the Book
Title: City of Angels and Discontent
Author: Sean Overman
Published: November 4th, 2015
Content Warning: Some sexual content
Age Recommendation: 18+
Colin remembers the words that sent his life spiraling into darkness. “Do you understand what you did? You just hit me!” What is a man to do when he experiences domestic violence? What kind of man does he become? See him heart broken, break hearts and figure out what the hell gives his life meaning in City of Angels and Discontent.
About the Author
Sean Overman is from Northern, CA. He graduated from San Benito High School and attended Gavilan Community College. He transferred to Cal State Los Angeles and graduated with his Bachelor’s Degree. He worked for 10 years at a non-profit agency, teaching life skills to foster and probation youth, then managing a staff of 26 specialists. When he’s not writing, he hosts podcasts / YouTube videos for AfterBuzzTV.com and produces segments for the after shows.
June 7th, 1991, Hollister, CA. It was a sad day when Colin’s father died. Colin had no idea what occurred. He didn’t even hear his mom scream, cry or moan. If he did, it was blocked out of his memory. The traumatic event was covered up like a well-gauzed gunshot wound. Colin’s mother went off and followed the ambulance to the hospital, but he didn’t see her leave. Instead, Colin was left there with his two sisters, watching Peter Pan in the living room with the big tube. They must’ve watched it four times before she came back home. When his mom returned, Colin was still sitting in his father’s lazy boy, reclined, covered in his lion and cheetah comforter, wearing nothing but undies. He had no idea what happened and Mom didn’t say one thing to him or his sisters.
The following week was the funeral. On the main street of their little town of 25,000 people, Colin and his mom entered the funeral home. The stone columns on the outside and big black marble sign indicated they arrived. This was the last place Colin saw his father in the flesh. Colin stared at the body and didn’t cry. He was fascinated with the soulless doll of his father.
Father. His dad hated when little Colin called him that.
“There is only one father,” Colin’s dad had said to Colin the previous year. “Don’t you dare call me that. Call me Dad.”