My name is Larson Blackburn. If anyone had written a fiction novel that mirrored
my life over the past year, I would've called it "Science" fiction, or accused said author
of being high on crack. . . but the truth is, I'd be the one in denial.

You see, through the most unlikely chain of events, it seems I've fallen in love with my nemesis.
That's right. The one and only Troy Babilonia, a.k.a. "Babu the Literary Critic."
Remember him? The one that attempted to 'black ball' my masterpiece of literary fiction
and take me down with it?

My name is Troy Babilonia, and yes, I'm sure you follow my literary review
column on the Bluffington Gazette: Babu's Book Talk.

Long story short, one of the Indie Author's I annihilated last year became so
genuinely enamored with me that we managed to fall in love.
Yes, I own L. Blackburn's heart, and trust me, it isn't always a bed of roses this
relationship thing. But, it's going on one year soon, and boy, do I have a surprise for him!
The sparks will fly, that much you can count on.

Hello. My name is Ida Whatley. I'm the elderly neighbor of both Larson and Troy.
That's right, I've had a bird's eye view of their shenanigans over the past six months.
All I can say is . . . Oy!

Because "Black Balled" just wasn't enough, enjoy "Hard Edit!"