Research on Prostitution & Soul Destruction: Unforgivable

Ruth Jacobs

Guest blog post for crime writer, Graham Smith.

In the late 1990s, I undertook a dissertation on prostitution. I had been studying criminology, and within that, I was examining female criminal activity, and noticed the lack of females in certain types of crime and their prevalence in prostitution, which in most societies is not a crime, but classed as ‘deviant’ behaviour in sociological terms. I knew the importance of firsthand accounts when undertaking such a project and, being somewhat wayward and spending time in London’s underworld, I had friends who worked as call girls… Read the full article here.

Books Direct: “Soul Destruction: Unforgivable” by Ruth Jacobs – Interview and Giveaway

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Books Direct: You can read my 5-BD (the Books Direct equivalent of stars) review in my previous blog post. Today, I interview Ruth and give you the chance to win one of two eBook copies of Soul Destruction: Unforgivable in the giveaway below… Read the article here.

Books Direct: Review of Soul Destruction: Unforgivable & Excerpt of Chapter 3 – The Stranger, the Coke Can and the Futuristic Street Installation

SD-front smallBooks Direct: You can read my 5-BD (the Books Direct equivalent of stars) review below. I was privileged to receive an exclusive pre-release copy of the book to review. Also, be sure to read my next blog post, where I interview Ruth and give you the chance to enter the giveaway to win one of two eBook copies of Soul Destruction: Unforgivable.

Excerpt: Chapter 3 – The Stranger, the Coke Can and the Futuristic Street Installation

Shelley found herself squatting on the dirty floor of a public toilet in Camden Town, trying to avoid the sparkling streams of urine under the dim light. Twenty minutes earlier, she’d plucked a young man from the street. He’d been sitting on the pavement by the Tube station, begging, appearing to be homeless. She had a knack for picking them – the junkies – and she was rarely wrong.

She entrusted him with one-hundred and twenty pounds to score sixty brown and sixty white. He both scored and brought back the drugs – the latter not being a given when strangers score for strangers, especially when buying heroin and crack. With that action, sadly, he proved more reliable and perhaps more deserving of her trust than the majority of people with whom she associated.

Although in her cigarette packet she still had the crack from The Lanesborough, she needed more. And she needed the heroin to come down, but before coming down, she wanted to get as high as she knew how… To continue reading through to the end of Chapter 3 click here.