Author BIO
James McAllen
James McAllen was born and raised in the Bay Ridge section of Brooklyn NY. After failing as a baseball player, Rock and Roll singer, Shakespearean actor and masked superhero, he decided to try his hand at writing. His first screenplay, Three of a Kind, was a semi-finalist in the 2004 Project Greenlight contest. Split Rock Road is his first published collection of short stories.
Split Rock Road was a winner of the 2014 Indie Reader Discovery Awards.
His first novel, Pretentious, was published in July, 2016.
James can be contacted at JimMcAllen@Yahoo.com.
Pretentious is the story of Zack Miller, a budding superstar who in 1994, was in the middle of recording his third album, when he decided to turn his back and walk away. For the better part of two decades, he has lived his life away from music and out of the spotlight. Now, 20 years later and long since relevant, he finds his world is once again turning upside down when a drunken TMZ moment lands him back in the public eye.
Split Rock Road
An excerpt from the Indie Reader Review:
Split Rock Road is a collection that will easily evoke an emotional response from its readers. Sometimes that response will be uncomfortable, sometimes uplifting, but it will always be honest.
Split Rock Road is a collection that will easily evoke an emotional response from its readers. Sometimes that response will be uncomfortable, sometimes uplifting, but it will always be honest.
– INDIE READER
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Strange Memories
Given all the chaos surrounding 2020, it’s not unusual for someone with OCD who deals with everyday anxiety to be caught up in the emotion of the moment, and have their brain go spinning off wildly in an unseen direction.Yesterday was such a day. I live two blocks...
Everything is Broken
Generally speaking, I’m an optimist. I always like to look at the glass as half-full, and I rarely complain about the world around me. Oh wait. That’s not true. All I do is complain about the world around me. In fact, I wake up every day wondering how I’m...
Alone
I’ve always been a loner. When I was a tyke, if I was bothering my mother, she would send me to my room as punishment. Only, I relished it. Rather than going to my room, I would retreat to hers, with my carry-case of Hot Wheels cars in tow. My parents had a...