In the dystopian future, there is no poverty or war. Nor is there hope or mercy.
In Risen Cleveland, life is regimented and devoid of color. Literacy is obsolete and God is dead. Nothing ever changes. And it’s better that way. Easier. Safer.
Until one man dares to ask the forbidden question: Why?
An ode to George Orwell’s shocking warning and timeless novel, 1984.
If taking a college fencing class, eating from the trash can, and smelling like an animal were qualifications for becoming a sword-swinging barbarian, J. D. Brink might be Conan’s protégé. Instead, he joined the Navy… twice. He’s served aboard a warship in the Pacific, collected intel from foreign submarines, trained corpsmen to save Marines, and cared for patients at hospitals in Kuwait and Japan. Today (New Years, 2023), he’s a civilian, a freelance writer, nurse, and educator. They ask that he not wear the Viking helmet in front of actual people… Sign up for his newsletter at https://www.subscribepage.com/jdbrink...
Some writer has the gift of capturing the dystopian essence, and this book is so full of it: despair, hopelessness, helpless, anxiety, and more despair