Raw Canvas

<p>Ian Bloom wrote <em>Raw Canvas</em> from age 23 to 25 between Los Angeles and New York - years of velocity private ruin and calibrated distance. These short stories move in a slim core style: isolation self-destruction disillusionment and the tension of liberty under fluorescent consequence. Bloom's prose stays sharp and restrained - mask in shadow appetite in control - until the scene breaks open.</p><p></p><p><em>Raw Canvas</em> is a set of controlled detonations: men in motion rooms without mercy heat without romance. From coastal drift and gambling rites to city corridors and terminal lines Bloom isolates the moment where pleasure turns procedural - and the soul realizes it's been operating on a timer.</p><p></p><p>Selected stories include:<strong> </strong></p><p>A Baja Summer</p><p>A Familiar Accord</p><p>Knock Yourself Out</p><p>Natural Purpose </p><p>In A Line To Get Out</p>