Dreaming Falling Down

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Instead of death, Abraham chooses salvation that is offered by a dark stranger. Given a purpose and a duty to perform, Abraham is left in a dark world where no questions are asked and where everyone lives in fear of the Three Sisters. But the Sisters have caught up with him, are hunting him down and Abraham finally gets to see what is inside of the black boxes which he delivers. More

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About Lee A Jackson

The Beginning: I began writing in my mid to late teens, sequestered away in my bedroom in rural south west England. The writing was borne out of a need to express myself and to communicate with the world, something I was not good at doing verbally. It became an outlet for me and my writing grew with me through the years.

The Middle: The writing stuck with me, and the style and nature of my writing naturally evolved as my life changed. Longer stories started coming along, and I even went through a period of planning and organising stories out before actually writing anything. That flew in the face of the disorganised nature where I would just write everything in one go from a single thought such as a title or a name. Still through a lack of self belief, everything was kept close to my chest. That and habitual procrastination.

The End: There will be no end, not until the sun dies its death. For the longest time I had a fear of being forgotten and the way I figured to combat that would be to have a published book sat on a library shelf somewhere. I would have indelibly left my mark somewhere, long after I passed. That was a motivation in the back of my subconscious mind somewhere and still to this day, the enduring nature of my words in print following my end, is comforting.

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Review by: Caroline Wood on Feb. 11, 2016 :
Made me shudder...
What a tormented existence for Abraham, the main character.
There is a sense of being trapped, of hopelessness and dread.
Playing a tiny part in a huge unknown and unexplained activity where one is not meant to question but just keep carrying out the same role... This really is the stuff of nightmares.
Looked at another way, it also made me think of the daily grind for anyone working in a vast, depersonalised organisation, where they must just keep repeating the same thing and never stop to wonder what they are actually doing... Chilling stuff.
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