I am writing a book about the tyranny of this world and what it could potentially lead to if we don’t change.
The tone is there. It speaks of women’s rights, camps used to detain women, (possibly children – I’m not sure where I’m taking this story), and an overall injustice in this world.
The theme is sci-fi.
The more news I read, the more twitter feeds I follow, the more this book speaks to me, and I’ve only written the first chapter.
This idea came to me in a dream, and although we will hopefully never fully see a Stepford Wife situation, I can’t help but wonder what truths lied within this dream.
It’s actually frightening.
It’s all so consuming.
Where do I begin? Where do I end?
I never thought I would see a time where I cringe reading a news report. At one point in my life, I saw the world and it brought me hope. Now all it brings me is tears.
I know my muse will strike and I’ll find just the right words at just the right moment, but for now, I am filled with sorrow.
All we want in this world is a beacon of peace; most of us.
Others, just want to watch us burn.
May the universe give you exactly what you seek, but be careful what you wish for.
If you’d like to read more of my book, you can find me on Channilo
Thank you for reading. I felt the urge to write about my experience as to how it relates to this book and I feel an overwhelming sense of anxiety.