On the last legs of writing a novel about a man and his family living in the hills of Tennessee and how they cope with a major solar storm and coronal mass ejection. His family thinks they are prepared, after all they’ve been working toward being ready for some type of disruption for generations.

Even their extensive preparations fall short of the new reality as the law becomes the lawless and charity begets violence.

I started this book more on a whim than a serious endeavor and am now 65,000 words into it and it is only a month into the new reality.