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.
“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
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’re in the San Francisco Bay Area, I’d recommend looking for it in these fine establishments:
I’m also working on getting the book into stores in the East Bay and beyond, so stay tuned for updates.
If you’d like your local store or library to carry it, just ask them to order copies through Ingram.
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