Several of my paperback editions are being blocked on Amazon for some reason, making it impossible to order them. This glitch in the Matrix doesn’t seem to affect the Kindle editions, which are available for instant download.
It’s actually much cheaper to buy my books as Kindle editions, but I know many people still enjoy holding a physical copy, like me. For this reason, I usually make the books available in both formats.
I am going to provide links below for several of my titles that seem to have been affected. People can buy the paperback editions from Barnes and Noble instead of Amazon.
“Target List had me on the edge of my seat throughout. Not the least because of its believability!”— GARETH ICKE
– DIRECTOR OF THE DAVID ICKE WEBSITE
“… I believe in the future he could be esteemed as one of the prophets of science fiction. If you’re not familiar with John Reizer’s works, you should be.”
Hi folks, I hope everyone is doing well. I am enjoying time away from the Internet and have been working on other writing projects.
I received a message from my phone yesterday that asked if I had been kidnapped. 🤣
In all seriousness, the break from the screen time has cleared my mind and feels refreshing.
I wanted to remind visitors here that my latest sci-fi novella, HOLOGRAMS, will be released on Saturday, May 2nd.
Now Available!
Holograms
In a world surrounded and grounded by the laws of physics, something impossible is unfolding.
A world-renowned quantum physicist has uncovered a terrifying truth hidden between two overlapping realities.
The appearance of a predator race of alien beings isn’t merely an invasion; it’s a complete rewrite of the universe, and the fate of all existence rests on the ability of one scientist to decode the truth before reality itself unravels into nothingness.
In the meantime, I wanted to share with all of you a short story I wrote the other day:
The Movie Theater
By John Reizer
The movie theater’s outside sign blinked on and off, as if it were not truly committed to doing its job.
“Are you sure this is the place?” Jane asked, looking out through the car’s windshield.
The letters on the sign above the theater entrance struggled to make themselves visible through the early evening hours— TONIGHT ONLY – THE INFERNO
Ryan checked the address on his Android. “This is it. The reviews said it was… ‘an unforgettable experience.’”
Jane scoffed. “I don’t know, Ryan, it looks pretty rundown to me.”
The theater stood alone at the end of a quiet street; its brick exterior looked as if it had seen better days, for sure. The ticket booth window was open, although no one seemed to be inside. A pile of tickets was on top of the counter.
“Hello?” Ryan called out.
A hand suddenly appeared from below the counter and pushed two tickets forward. With no face to converse with, Ryan and Jane exchanged a brief look with one another before Ryan took the tickets and dropped some cash into a small metal tray. The mysterious hand collected the money and quickly disappeared from view.
Inside, the lobby smelled of buttered popcorn. The carpet was faded with red and gold patterns, some portions looking more worn than others.
There were people in the lobby. One couple stood by the concessions stand, their heads turned toward a menu board that listed snacks with outdated prices. A man in a gray suit sat on a bench staring straight ahead. No one spoke, checked a phone, or even acknowledged them.
“Okay,” Jane whispered, “this is weird.”
Ryan nodded then replied, “Maybe it’s all part of some sort of theatrical experience, like everyone’s in character.”
“Then they’re very committed,” Jane whispered back.
At the concessions counter, a young woman smiled when they approached. “Popcorn?” she asked.
“Sure,” Ryan said. “And two sodas.”
The woman placed the popcorn into a cardboard box and filled two cups with soda. When she handed him the refreshments, Ryan noticed her fingers felt uncomfortably cold.
“Enjoy the show,” she said, her smile lingering perhaps a few moments too long.
They found seats near the middle of the theater. The auditorium was much larger than it looked from outside, rows stretching back farther than seemed possible. The movie screen radiated light, and the curtains were folded back just enough to reveal the beginning of an old classic film.
As they settled in, Jane leaned close to Ryan. “Do you notice something strange in here?”
Ryan glanced around. The audience sat perfectly still. There was no whispering, moving about, and no one was eating anything.
The film began without trailers or previews; it started with a strange scene: a large theater, eerily similar to the one they were currently sitting in. Many moviegoers in the production filled the seats, and laughter vibrated from the theater speakers.
“Okay,” Ryan whispered, “that’s… pretty damn strange.”
A few more minutes passed.
The movie’s tone suddenly changed. What began as an innocuous drama soon took on a much darker theme. Characters in the film began to glance not only at each other but toward the camera, toward them.
Jane gripped Ryan’s arm. “I don’t like this one bit.”
“Me neither,” Ryan shot back.
A faint smell of smoke made its way through the theater.
At first, Ryan thought it was part of the experience, a special effect. But the haze in the air didn’t feel theatrical. It kept growing in intensity.
Onscreen, the movie audience began to panic. People stood, shouting as flames appeared near the stage curtains.
Behind them, someone coughed. It was a dry-sounding hack.
Ryan turned. It was the man in the gray suit, but now his face looked different, like something out of a scary movie. For a split second, Ryan thought he saw burnt teeth.
“Ryan,” Jane said, her voice trembling, “we need to go. Right now!”
He didn’t argue.
They stood and made their way into the aisle. As they moved, heads turned.
“Excuse us,” Ryan said politely.
Onscreen, the fire grew. The film’s audience rushed toward the exit doors, only to find them locked.
Ryan grabbed Jane’s hand. “Run,” he yelled.
They hurried up the aisle. The air grew thicker, and the smell of smoke intensified.
Halfway to the theater doors, Jane stumbled. The carpet beneath her foot felt uneven. She glanced down and saw it was burned.
They finally reached the doors. Ryan shoved one open, and the cool outside air hit them like a refreshing wave.
They didn’t stop running until they were safely inside the car with the doors locked and the engine running. Ryan floored the gas pedal, and the automobile’s tires screeched across the parking lot.
In the rearview mirror, the theater stood quietly in the darkness.
“Did you see—?” Jane started.
“Yes,” Ryan interrupted. “We’re never going back.”
They drove in silence for several minutes before the tension finally broke.
“I need to be somewhere with lots of people,” Jane said. “Real people.”
A restaurant sign appeared ahead. It read: OPEN. They had come upon a small roadside establishment with friendly lighting visible from the windows.
They pulled into the parking lot.
Inside, the atmosphere was the opposite of the theater. It was bright, noisy, and alive. Dishes clattered, a waitress laughed, a radio played softly in the background.
They sat at an interior booth.
After a moment, the owner, a middle-aged man with kind eyes and a tired expression, came over with two menus.
“You two look like you’ve seen a ghost,” he said.
Ryan let out a halfhearted laugh. “Something like that. Hey, there’s a theater down the road. It’s an old place showing classic films. Do you know the property?”
The man froze.
“Down the road?” he asked slowly.
“Yeah,” Jane said. “A brick building with an old-fashioned marquee. We just came from there.”
The owner set the menus down very carefully. “There’s no theater down that road,” he said.
Ryan frowned. “We were just—”
“It burned down,” the owner interrupted. “Forty years ago.”
Silence overtook the table.
“What?” Jane whispered.
“An electrical fire,” he continued. “It started during a late showing. The blaze spread fast. The exits were locked. By the time firefighters got it under control…” He shook his head. “No one made it out of there alive.”
Ryan felt his stomach turn sour. “That’s not possible. We were just inside. There were people and staff.”
The owner’s eyes locked onto Ryan’s. “Consider yourselves lucky, you left when you did. When did you leave?”
“Very early in the movie,” Jane replied.
The man exhaled. “As I told you, you’re damn lucky,” he repeated.
A chill crept up Ryan’s spine. “Lucky?”
The owner leaned in a bit and lowered his voice. “Every so often,” he said, “someone comes in here talking about that theater, claiming it’s open again, saying they went to a show.”
Jane’s face tightened.
“And?” Ryan asked.
The owner hesitated. “Most of the time,” he said, “these folks come in telling a story like yours, or someone else comes in here looking for them.”
Ryan swallowed. “What happens to them?”
The owner continued. “They go missing or barely escape,” he said.
A long silence followed.
“People around here,” he continued, “we’ve noticed a pattern. The ones who make it out always leave early. Before the film reaches a certain point.”
Jane’s voice was barely audible. “Before the fire?”
He nodded. “They say once the fire starts in the movie, it’s too late. And if you’re still inside when it does…” The owner’s voice trailed off, then he shook his head. “The theater doesn’t let you go.”
Ryan leaned back; his heart was pounding. In his mind, he saw the screen all over again, the flames lighting up the curtains, the audience panicking. “How close were we to not getting out in time?” he asked.
The owner gave a faint smile. “Close enough,” he replied. “You smelled the smoke, right?”
Neither of them answered.
Ryan pushed his menu aside and stood up. “We’re not staying around here tonight,” he said.
The owner smiled and said, “Good idea! Maybe next time, instead of dinner and a movie, just skip the movie.”
THE END!
Update!
I plan on returning to NoFakeNews on May 8th.
Stay well and stay safe! Watch a good movie at home. 😎
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“Target List had me on the edge of my seat throughout. Not the least because of its believability!”— GARETH ICKE
– DIRECTOR OF THE DAVID ICKE WEBSITE
“… I believe in the future he could be esteemed as one of the prophets of science fiction. If you’re not familiar with John Reizer’s works, you should be.”
I recently sent free copies of my new novella, Holograms, to Beta readers and asked them to submit questions they’d like answered about this unique science fiction story.
I chose the best questions submitted and answered them to the best of my abilities.
Thanks so much to all of you, beta readers, who took the time to read my story and submit questions.
Interview Questions and Answers
Q: What inspired the idea behind this story?
JR: The inspiration for HOLOGRAMS came from a simple but intriguing question: What if the laws of physics suddenly stopped working the way we expect? Physics suggests that reality is stable and predictable, but modern theories like quantum mechanics indicate that it is far stranger than we perceive it to be. I wanted to imagine what it would look like if those underlying rules started breaking down and humanity had to confront the possibility that our universe isn’t as permanent and solid as we think it is.
Q: Your novel combines science with cosmic horror. Why did you choose that approach?
JR: Science can be both empowering and terrifying. The more we learn about the universe, the more we realize how little we actually understand. By blending real scientific concepts with cosmic-scale mystery, I wanted readers to feel that unsettling edge between discovery and dread. The aliens in the story aren’t traditional invaders; they represent forces beyond human understanding.
Q: Dr. Jennifer Ross is the central character. What makes her different from typical sci-fi protagonists?
JR: Jennifer Ross isn’t a soldier or an action hero. She’s a scientist whose greatest weapon is curiosity. While governments respond with military force, she approaches the problem intellectually. Her strength comes from her ability to question assumptions about reality itself. I wanted a character who confronts the unknown, not with violence, but with understanding.
Q: The holographic life forms in the book are very unusual. How did you come up with them?
JR: I wanted aliens who didn’t feel biological in the traditional sense. Instead of flesh-and-blood creatures, these entities behave more like projections or manifestations from another layer of reality. Their ability to pass through walls or distort time reflects the idea that our universe’s physical rules don’t bind them.
Q: Your story explores overlapping realities. What drew you to that concept?
JR: The idea of multiple layers of reality fascinates me. Some interpretations of quantum physics and cosmology suggest that our universe may be just one of many. In the book, Earth sits at the intersection of two realities that are starting to collide. That collision produces the strange anomalies people experience throughout the story.
Q: Governments in the novel initially respond with military force. Is that meant as commentary?
JR: In a way, yes. Humanity often responds to the unknown with aggression because it’s something we understand. But the novel asks what happens when the threat isn’t physical at all. If the universe itself is changing, weapons become meaningless. That forces humanity to rethink how it confronts existential threats.
Q: The story hints that Earth itself holds a secret. Can you talk about that without giving too much away?
JR: I’ll keep it vague to avoid spoilers, but the key discovery is that Earth isn’t just a planet; it plays a role in the structure of reality itself. Dr. Ross realizes that the anomalies and alien appearances aren’t random. They’re symptoms of a much deeper truth about how our universe is built.
Q: What themes do you hope readers take away from the book?
JR: One major theme is humility. Humanity often assumes it understands its place in the universe, but reality may be far more complex. The story also explores the power of knowledge and the importance of questioning what we think we know.
Q: Did you draw on real scientific theories while writing the book?
JR: Absolutely. While the story is fictional, many ideas are inspired by real concepts in quantum physics, cosmology, and theoretical models about higher dimensions. I like grounding speculative fiction in science because it makes the “impossible” feel just plausible enough to be unsettling.
Q: If readers could take away one thing after finishing your book, what would you want it to be?
JR: I want readers to look up at the sky and feel that same curiosity, Dr. Jennifer Ross feels, wondering whether reality is as stable as it seems or whether something far stranger might be unfolding just beyond our perception.
Become a Beta Reader!
If you’re interested in becoming a beta reader for John Reizer’s fictional stories, please send your email address via the NFN website’s contact page.
Beta readers receive free advance copies of selected new works in exchange for non-biased feedback or reviews.
“Target List had me on the edge of my seat throughout. Not the least because of its believability!”— GARETH ICKE
– DIRECTOR OF THE DAVID ICKE WEBSITE
“… I believe in the future he could be esteemed as one of the prophets of science fiction. If you’re not familiar with John Reizer’s works, you should be.”
As we progress through 2026 and beyond, writer John Reizer, the author of The Target List Story and co-screenwriter of the movie with the same name, will be writing additional works of fiction spanning many different genres.
John is an emerging writer bringing a fresh perspective to the entertainment industry.
His creative vision spans diverse genres, including action, comedy, crime, science fiction, and Thriller/Suspense. John is dedicated to expanding and improving his skills and can benefit greatly from honest feedback from beta readers.
If you’re interested in becoming a beta reader for John Reizer’s fictional stories, please send us your email address via the NFN website’s contact page.
Beta readers receive free advance copies of selected new works in exchange for non-biased feedback or reviews.
–GF
Become a Beta Reader!
If you’re interested in becoming a beta reader for John Reizer’s fictional stories, please send your email address via the NFN website’s contact page.
Beta readers receive free advance copies of selected new works in exchange for non-biased feedback or reviews.
In a world surrounded and grounded by the laws of physics, something impossible is unfolding.
A world-renowned quantum physicist has uncovered a terrifying truth hidden between two overlapping realities.
The appearance of a predator race of alien beings isn’t merely an invasion; it’s a complete rewrite of the universe, and the fate of all existence rests on the ability of one scientist to decode the truth before reality itself unravels into nothingness.
A man and a woman, complete strangers to one another, receive the same cryptic text message: Be at the Crossroads Diner at the intersection of highways 9 and 11. Come alone at 2:17 a.m. and don’t be late!
Drawn there by grief and curiosity, they arrive at a lonely roadside establishment where the coffee is hot, the lights are inviting, and the clock above the counter is frozen at 2:17.
It never, ever moves!
Seated across from each other in booth number 5, they wait for someone or something to show, but no one comes. Instead, memories begin to reveal themselves through the diner’s windows, revealing their part in a terrible tragedy 3 years earlier, a murder!
Every attempt to leave the diner ends the same way: a reset; in an instant, they are seated back in the booth again. The same song plays on the jukebox, the same half-empty sugar dispenser sits on the tabletop, and the same unchanging time of day refuses to move forward.
Trapped in a place that may not actually exist, they are forced to confront a terrifying possibility: they were both there that fateful morning and played an integral role in something neither of them chose to remember, and what they’ve told themselves for the past three years is a lie.
The diner will not release them until they learn the truth of what happened in those critical minutes, and how their presence that morning was tied to a murder that was never solved.
Is the diner real or a creation of two people’s tortured souls, a construct born from guilt and trauma, built by two fractured minds desperate to unbury the truthful past?
Time has stopped!
The truth has not!
Welcome to the One-Hour Diner.
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“Target List had me on the edge of my seat throughout. Not the least because of its believability!”— GARETH ICKE
– DIRECTOR OF THE DAVID ICKE WEBSITE
“… I believe in the future he could be esteemed as one of the prophets of science fiction. If you’re not familiar with John Reizer’s works, you should be.”
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