Why I Wrote a Sci-Fi Novel About a Better Future

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Hindsight is 2020 and when the world fell apart that same year, I pretty much crumbled with it. But now we’re well past pandemic panic so why am I still stressed? Because I want to tell you All The Things. And as usual, I’m getting ahead of myself.

Slow down, Sparky! Start from the start:

We were masked, gloved, scuttling to the store, intent on hoarding a year’s worth of paper towels and liquid sanitizer. Things would have felt temporary if we limited ourselves to a two-week supply, but we were suffocating in our own human nature.

Inhale: How To

Exhale: Fix it?

Inhale: How to

Exhale: Fix it?

Repeat,

repeat,

repeat.

We were deathly afraid. What is this growing disease? Where is it growing? Why is it growing? Is it growing in me? Overthinking was easy as breathing. Did you imagine a ventilator wheezing?

Inhale: How To

Exhale: Fix it?

Inhale: How to

Exhale: Fix it?

Did you cough up answers? Me neither. The problem was that we asked the wrong questions.

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