Six Strings and a Bottle

By Swan Workman

Swan is a struggling rock and roll musician. He only dream is to achieve stardom, and he's willing to do anything to achieve it. Even if that means crossing the ires of his devoted girlfriend.
This story explores the journey of emotions through relationships, exploring both the dark side and the compassionate side of the complex union. The good and bad of relationships are a two way street, is anyone really solely at fault where there are problems?
Welcome to the first story of The Player Series. For a full, immersive experience, look for the music written by Swan Workman under the same title to pair with it while you sip on your favorite drink by the fire.

• Language: English
• Publisher: BookBaby
• Release date: Feb 10, 2021
• ISBN: 9781098359300

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Book Artwork Designed by Hicham Hamzi at H-Hich Design.

ISBN: 978-1-09-835930-0

My mama loved you, just a little more than me…

The Player Series

Written and published by Swan Workman

For a full, indulgent experience, pair this book with the album Six Strings and a Bottle, among other storytelling formats, also by Swan Workman, along with your drink of choice.

Thanks to my mother:

One, for bringing me into this world.

Two, for not taking me back out of this world.

And three, for continuing to be my number one cheerleader and believing in me, even when I’ve been at my worst.

This world is a better place because of you.

Chapter I

I Guess I’ll See You Up There

Chapter II

Six Strings and a Bottle

1

I Guess I’ll See You Up There

I’m gonna pray for you, Swan, she said, I hope you can figure out what you want.

I rolled over, looked at the clock, eleven thirty, great, I overslept again.

Sarah, my girlfriend, always had something up her hind end about me sleeping past eight. Didn’t matter to her if I was up until three in the morning wrapping up a gig. Didn’t matter that I came straight home. I swear she hates me.

I wandered down the hall to the kitchen. The coffee had been sitting on the warming pad for hours. It was sludge now, but I didn’t care and poured a cup anyway. Staleness had become my life, like our relationship.

Sarah sat at the counter reading some self-help book she found, 13 Steps to a More Love Filled Life. She was trying