It's Hard to Tell You This

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Paperback / 96 pages

by James Kinsley

FROM THE FINALIST FOR THE 2023 PAGE TURNER AWARDS, AND THE AUTHOR OF PLAYTIME’S OVER

Michael’s father didn’t leave much behind. A handful of battered paperbacks, a few family photos, and an ancient tape recorder - the scattered remains of an old man’s empty life. But that tape recorder sparks something in Michael, a need to take stock of his own thoughts. His memories. His regrets.

Turning the recorder on, Michael begins to speak. About the loves he lost. The girls who slipped away. The women he hurt. Each memory spools out of him and onto the tape, raw and unedited.

As the recorder fills with Michael’s confessions, his days grow longer, his relationships stranger, his shelves emptier. And Michael finds himself on the precipice of an ending…

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PREORDER NOW FOR 25 SEPT 2025

Paperback / 96 pages

by James Kinsley

FROM THE FINALIST FOR THE 2023 PAGE TURNER AWARDS, AND THE AUTHOR OF PLAYTIME’S OVER

Michael’s father didn’t leave much behind. A handful of battered paperbacks, a few family photos, and an ancient tape recorder - the scattered remains of an old man’s empty life. But that tape recorder sparks something in Michael, a need to take stock of his own thoughts. His memories. His regrets.

Turning the recorder on, Michael begins to speak. About the loves he lost. The girls who slipped away. The women he hurt. Each memory spools out of him and onto the tape, raw and unedited.

As the recorder fills with Michael’s confessions, his days grow longer, his relationships stranger, his shelves emptier. And Michael finds himself on the precipice of an ending…

PREORDER NOW FOR 25 SEPT 2025

Paperback / 96 pages

by James Kinsley

FROM THE FINALIST FOR THE 2023 PAGE TURNER AWARDS, AND THE AUTHOR OF PLAYTIME’S OVER

Michael’s father didn’t leave much behind. A handful of battered paperbacks, a few family photos, and an ancient tape recorder - the scattered remains of an old man’s empty life. But that tape recorder sparks something in Michael, a need to take stock of his own thoughts. His memories. His regrets.

Turning the recorder on, Michael begins to speak. About the loves he lost. The girls who slipped away. The women he hurt. Each memory spools out of him and onto the tape, raw and unedited.

As the recorder fills with Michael’s confessions, his days grow longer, his relationships stranger, his shelves emptier. And Michael finds himself on the precipice of an ending…