Short Story Selections

  Dear Readers, It has come to my attention that a fake version of Lens, and a fake version of most of my books are circulating amongst friends of mine and fans of literature. From what I have seen and heard they are rewritten badly by someone else, and filled up stuff someone wrote in a day, because he thought my page count was skimpy. I am also aware that some of the content may have been disturbing, dark, or violent, and I need you to know that I had not wrote any of it. It is also the case that they were rewritten with lots of grammatical mistakes, and nonsensical ideas. In no way does that represent my ability level, or the quality of work I want my readers to experience. The trouble began with a novella that I wrote and posted on this site in 2011. Someone added 100 pages, and rewrote some of my parts, and then published it on amazon, and circulated copies through friends and family. I am aware that people thought that book was disturbing and I have to say I did not write the...

 Hey folks, A new format of Lens is now available on Amazon, and soon in stores elsewhere. Here's a link: https://www.amazon.ca/lens Currently sold out but back in print soon.

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By Asa Montreaux We’ve bid adieu to romance, We’ve thought of ourselves and what we want, They never fear they’re unrequited when they hadn’t ever loved, One day again I’ll let my heart be open, And let love pour from my body. Maybe you miss the time when loving was for love,  And not only for making sure you stayed alive, I miss the time when men weren’t just their attributes, But their souls, And I miss the time when woman were beautiful inside and out. I miss love, and I miss romance.

By Asa Montreaux I want with all my heart to Find the love that will be truer Than any love that ever existed  In books, there must be a love out there that will Make me feel complete, with a person that Completes the missing part of my soul. But when you say okay, I don’t know how to say no While my heart stops. Everything I ever wrote was so  We wouldn’t just match, and try to live a life at a little table in A little kitchen in a little house, but one we would always have. Life was meant to be full of joy and passion, and not restricted to complacency, And filled with anger.  I don’t want to live my life feeling unfulfilled, and I know they were wrong for me when I hadn’t searched at all, and they were only right there.  So maybe my heart wasn’t available, when I was only dreaming of the adventure for true love.