Howard's New Novel is Coming Soon!!

A Lover’s Secret will be published in early 2019.

Here is a sneak peek….

When Azu finds her high school sweetheart, Michael . . . the one she was sure she would marry . . . 50 years later on Facebook and shortly thereafter his account is deleted, Azu uses her journalistic skills to investigate what happened and in the process is shocked by his life, what he’s become and accomplished, and what she didn’t know when they were teenagers.

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The Texture of Love has arrived....and is on sale!!

Today is the day! Howard's new novel, The Texture of Love is now available as an ebook and in print. Available on Amazon, iTunes, Barnes and Noble, and more.

Use the links on the The Texture of Love book page to purchase this novel.

Here is a bit about the story:

On the 50th anniversary of Nabokov’s Lolita, Howard decided to reverse the story. In The Texture of Love, Molly, a young woman graduating college shows up at the door of Eric, a 65-year old family friend and recent widower. Her obsession, perhaps more acceptable by society’s standard than Humbert’s in Lolita, still manages to take hold of their lives . . . confirming again the painstaking and pain-giving selfishness of certain kinds of passion.

If you are a fan of Nabokov or interested in stories about love and time, you're sure to enjoy The Texture of Love

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Thank you for your support! We hope you enjoy The Texture of Love!

 

The Texture of Love is COMING SOON!

And by soon, we mean early February at the latest....so stay tuned!

On the 50th anniversary of Nabokov’s Lolita, Howard Reiss decides to reverse the story.  In The Texture of Love, Molly, a young woman graduating college shows up at the door of Eric, a 65-year old family friend and recent widower.  Her obsession, perhaps more acceptable by society’s standard than Humbert’s in Lolita, still manages to take hold of their lives . . . confirming again the painstaking and pain-giving selfishness of certain kinds of passion.