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It’s almost midnight here on death row. At any moment now, my time on this earth may be up for good.

The law saved his life once.

But now, the law has come to take it away.

When the clock strikes midnight on life’s clock, some fairy tales end in tragedy.

Or it measures the end of a day that never saw the light.

The promise of a new day, will it come after the clock strikes?

Fate has a way of claiming her dues.

     

The day is too hot, and the road is too boring. It’s sucking Foster’s soul dry, but that would mean he had a soul. But he doesn’t, since he threw it in God’s face so many years ago on a day he doesn’t want to remember.

So he stays on a road that depletes whatever zombie shell that’s left over from his long ago grand holy gesture. The road may lead to certain death at day’s end, or worse. But he doesn’t care. He tells himself this all the time, every day knowing that death or worse awaits him, that he might kill or be killed on this path he’s chosen.

But he never leaves the road. He would rather be dead than remember. He’s dead, anyway. Because would God ever want him back, when Foster threw his soul in the Almighty’s face all those years ago?

So starts the premise of Mile Marker 327, on another day that alternates between complete tedium coupled with the undercurrent of violence awaiting the man who calls himself Foster. It’s another day that’s too hot for the calendar to agree, and another violent client awaits Foster at the end of the highway he travels. God forgot about him long ago. He knows that, because there’s nowhere for him to go without the soul he discarded, and isn’t sure if he wants back.

Without his soul, this is the path Foster’s condemned to, with no end in sight except for perhaps the mercy of a bullet or some other tragedy.

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Wouldn’t it be nice to have the world all to yourself?

Ah yes. Escape from the heaviness of civilization with its conflicting and never-ending demands.  Escape from the gloom and doom of too much reality with not enough power to change it.

Solitude, this is what is needed.

Perhaps, in a cabin in the woods? No other humans to bother you. Nothing but nature, and all things basic and wild.

This is what is needed in these times of angst and apocalypse. This is what is necessary when there is nothing but bone-wearying doomsday and mania threatening to strangle your soul at every frenetic turn.

The alignment of the heavens is coming, and the paradigm change has been written in the universe.

The fate of solitude is waiting for you, with its comforting solace.

Time to get away from it all, yes?

Wouldn’t it be nice to have the world all to yourself?

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You’ve heard the story before. A massive, unexplained disaster sweeps the land. There is no power. All electronics have been destroyed. Everyone hopes for help from the outside, but it doesn’t come. Modern civilization is gone forever. Every second is a fight for survival. In the midst of it, a lone female is left to wander in the wake of disaster, isolated and without anyone to help her.

Disaster fiction is full of these story lines, watching as the seemingly helpless and weak are left roaming the blotted landscape, all to be exploited by the most violent of the violent. But does this vicious and brutal plot have to be the story line in a post-apocalyptic world?

One Hundred Sixty Eight Days After is a novella that explores whether there is hope for humanity in post-civilization, or if the survivors are doomed to a vicious and gloomy life where everyone lives by the basest of animal instincts. Will the meek inherit the earth, or does survival of the fittest mean that the most violent bullies and tyrants will render the rest of the populace into submission? Is belief in humanity’s kindness a pipe dream, or reality? Follow the journey of Beth on her search for survival, community, security and perhaps the dream of once again living out a life of the highest of human instincts: hope, love, cooperation and friendship.

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It was six months after Sherry’s divorce, 1994 just around the corner, and she hadn’t gone out on a date yet.

Everyone she knew was worried about her. “Oh, Sherry, you have to go out sometime. You can’t spend your whole life alone.” These were the same people who had encouraged her to divorce her husband. “Better to be alone than miserable,” they had told her.   Read more….. »