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Welcome to My Monday Minis.

This is where I review very short stories and flash fiction.

For today I’ll be telling you about Level 9 Paranoia

by Peter Rosch

I don’t normally use the blurbs for a book. I like to write my own.

In this case, I couldn’t resist using it. You’ll see!

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Think everyone’s out to get you? You aren’t alone. Or are you? Either way, you’ll get no argument from Peter Rosch. Take an exciting–albeit brief–ride in the clown car that is Rosch’s mind, where you’ll discover how some of life’s most only-seemingly mundane happenings could spiral quickly out of control. Bake sale brownies, NYC cabbies, folks in need of aide, flying First Class, and more–it could all be the end of you. Rosch has taken it upon himself to map it out for those of us who lack the natural ability to see all the disturbing possibilities that exist when you live with Level 9 Paranoia.

My Review

“Too twisted for color TV.”

I love being able to use that quote and it fits the bill with Level 9 Paranoia.

If you think you might be paranoid, you probably are.

Have you ever had that feeling like someone is watching you, the hair on the back of your neck stands up, you break out in goosebumps, and your heart races? Maybe someone is, or maybe you’re just being paranoid.

Read these scenarios and you’ll never feel safe again.

A little paranoia is a good thing, but too much and everything looks like a disaster waiting to happen.

Now that I’ve entered the mind of Peter Rosch, I’m worried whether I’ll find my way out again.

The Exit sign is lit, but what’s on the other side?

To fly or not to fly?

A stranded motorist or a psychopath?

Peter takes normal, everyday occurrences and twists them so you are imagining the worst case scenario.

I’m wondering what could happen now that I’ve read the book!

See, paranoia is contagious.

4 Stars

About the author

Peter Rosch is what happens when a Polish drag racing varsity bowler and a beautiful but über paranoid French Canadian Air Force brat get together on a disco dance floor in glorious Albuquerque, NM. He’s a recovering alcoholic who favors the run-on sentence – the one thing for which he offers no apologies. Fifteen years in NYC as an award winning writer, creative director, and commercial director in advertising has left him moderately famous in an industry filled with the very best kind of people, lunatics. His commercial work for Levi’s, AXE, Rolling Stone Magazine, and more is polarizing, and you either hate it or love it because you’ve definitely seen it. When he isn’t writing ads, penning entries for his blog LEVEL 9 PARANOIA, outlining ideas for new books, or performing as his alter ego, Joey Jo Jo, in NYC’s most prolific douche rock band The Future, you will most likely find him playing fetch with his cat Target. Yes, his cat plays fetch.

Find out more HERE.