The debut Florida crime novel from Spencer Fleury, available now in print and ebook.
Alton Carver has a problem.
A cocky lawyer in his mid-30s, he’s under federal investigation for embezzling and securities fraud. Instead of spending the next three to five years behind bars, he’s got a plan: stage his own death, take the money he stole and light out for Central America, leaving behind wife Nicole and daughter Clara. But when he sticks around town long enough to watch his own funeral, he makes the unpleasant discovery that the life he’s leaving behind isn’t the life he thought he had.
When he overhears the way his former colleagues talk about him now that he’s “gone,” Alton is forced to reconsider his self-image as a respected and admired pillar of the legal community. Then the shock of seeing Nicole in the arms of another man leads Alton to postpone his plan to run for the border. What comes next is a slow-burn train wreck, a tale of self-deception, revenge and bad decisions.
What people are saying about How I’m Spending My Afterlife
“A breakneck dissection of truth, lies, and all the troubles in between.” – Stephanie Hayes, author of OBITCHUARY
“Spencer Fleury busts out of the gate in a frenzy with a dark, comic debut that will have you ripping through pages much like he wrote them: in a maniac’s glee. You won’t be able to put it down until the final, satisfying conclusion.” – Eryk Pruitt, author of DIRTBAGS and WHAT WE RECKON
“How I’m Spending My Afterlife is entertaining and well-written … an irresistible cocktail that must be savored slowly for maximum enjoyment.” – Marta Tandori, ReadersFavorite.com (five stars)
“Spencer Fleury pulls out all the stops to make HOW I’M SPENDING MY AFTERLIFE a page turning thriller that had me glued to it until I’d read the very last word.” – IndieReader.com
“Contains about a thousand more ‘fuck‘s than I would have included.” – Bob Fleury, co-creator of Spencer Fleury
Where can you get your copy?
How I’m Spending My Afterlife will also be available at select brick-and-mortar independent bookstores (and you should always support your local brick-and-mortar independent bookstore). If you’d like your local store or library to carry it, just ask them to order copies through Ingram.
fiction and creative nonfiction
- “The System Never Fails,” published June 5th, 2017 in Mondays are Murder by Akashic Books (June 5, 2017).
- “Back to Tall Pines,” republished in Shotgun Honey, April 20th, 2017 (originally published in 2014 in Pulpwood Fiction).
- “Giving ‘All Shook Down’ Another Shake,” published January 24th, 2017 in The Collapsar.
- “The Tube Men,” published June 11th, 2016 in Disclaimer.
- “When the Drought Finally Ends,” published January 8, 2016 in The Collapsar.
- “Lehigh Acres, Designated Place,” published May 2015 in City by City: Dispatches from the American Metropolis, edited by Stephen Squibb and Keith Gessen for n + 1 (Faber and Faber); reprinted in The Towner (May 2016).
- “The Claw, 1994,” published May 1st, 2015 in Hippocampus.
- “Hugo,” published October 14, 2014 in Blunderbuss.
- “Don’t Tell a Soul,” originally published in Earth Island Journal (Autumn 2014); reprinted in Utne Reader (Summer 2015).
- “One Weekend in Worcester,” published in Squalorly (Issue 7, Spring 2014).
- “Fancy Gap,” published April 16, 2014 in Word Riot.
So today and yesterday have been slow going. I’m on Chapter Eight, which is the first (and may end up being the only) chapter written from the POV of the captain of the ship. I’m not entirely certain why this one has been so maddening, but the first draft mojo that carried me through the […]
I wrote an Author POV column over at Shotgun Honey entitled “We are unreliable narrators of our own lives:” Self-deception gets in our way, trips us up, makes us do bone-stupid things. We all suffer from it from time to time. Luckily, most of us recognize this and, at least sometimes, try to compensate the […]
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