I have the pleasure of being able to share a guest post from author Jeremy Flagg, who muses...
JF: I think the best thing about picking up a book is not knowing the adventure you’ll be taken on. So even though people may not have heard of me, this book is still worth checking out. A dark look at superheroes, a dismal future, and people trying to maintain their humanity are all themes that people who enjoy science fiction can connect with.
I grew up devouring comics as fast as my parents could purchase them. At any given time there were hundreds of them strewn across the house. This originally led me to create my own comic book. I was young and it mostly emulated the popular titles I was reading at the time. However, now twenty years later, I’m exploring more adult themes that I think readers will be drawn to. There are a group of people with superhuman abilities who want nothing more than to be human and they wrestle with this constantly throughout the book.
If you like comics, you’ll appreciate and enjoy the entire Children of Nostradamus series.
The book takes a different look at some notable historical moments, primarily the prediction of Nostradamus that the world would end in 2012. Being one of the most powerful psychics, he predicted the end of the world as we know it, and with that began the emergence of Children of Nostradamus, people gifted with abilities beyond mere human. The story and plot play with this idea of predicting the future. The catalyst of the story happens thirty years before the story begins and we watch the ramifications happen with each of the characters throughout not only this book but the entire series. The world has been reimagined but closely relates to “what could have happened” if only slight differences had been applied.
If you’re a fan of dark futures, this book is for you.
Overall, I wrote the book I’d want to read. I think the comic book geeks and those obsessed with dystopian futures will find this book right up their alley.
by Jeremy Flagg
GENRE: Sci-Fi (Dystopian)
His debut exhibit features the transformation of his high school friend, Sarah, as she went from a shy, soft-spoken girl to a Child of Nostradamus—an individual gifted with extraordinary abilities. Living in a society where the Children of Nostradamus are captured by the government, Conthan’s exhibit draws attention from officials and protesters alike.
A government psychic may be dead, but that doesn’t stop her from manipulating the future…
The deceased White House aide is only remembered for her failed assassination attempt on the president decades before Conthan was born. Foreseeing her own death, she scribed letters to bring together specific Children of Nostradamus on a mission that will change the world.
On the night of the gallery exhibition, Conthan receives one of those letters…
ispers from the past direct him to visit Sarah, the subject of his paintings, who like many Children of Nostradamus, is being detained in a government research facility. It’s there he finds himself aligned with a rogue group of Children on a mission to prevent a dark future.
As a dark future unfolds, there's only one hope to stop the destruction of the world...
The Children of Nostradamus.
“Class I identified,” said the Corps soldier. “Immediate termination.”
Conthan looked up, confused, and realized that the gun was pointing directly at his face. He watched as the soldier pulled the trigger and the pain surged through his brain.
“Not today.” It was his voice, but he wasn’t speaking.
He realized he wasn’t in control of his actions as he held up his hand and pushed the pain through his body to his palms. The black spot returned and he watched as the laser emerged from the gun and vanished into another dark hole. He could see a similar spot appear just to the side of the soldier. The laser projected outward from the darkness, searing through the soldier’s head.
Conthan felt the pain release his body. He fell to the ground. He lay next to a gasping Jed Zappens. Conthan turned his head to see the man. “I’m sorry,” he muttered.
Jed sucked in a ragged breath and blinked several times, tears beginning to stream down his face. He reached into his breast pocket and dragged out an old folded envelope. “For you,” he said through clenched teeth.
Conthan voice had left him. He wanted to scream for a medic but he couldn’t find air enough to fill his lungs. He started to reach for the envelope but hesitated before snatching it from the dead man’s hands. He crushed it in his grasp as he watched the light vanish from the artist’s eyes.
“Run,” said a voice.
Conthan rolled his head to see that there was nobody left standing in the alley. He sucked in air and tried to sit upright. “Hello?”
He had killed a Corps soldier. He was now marked for death. As he ran, he could hear the echo of the soldier’s words. “Class I,” he had said. Conthan couldn’t shake the feeling that life as he knew it was over.
AUTHOR Bio and Links:
I’m high school graphic design and marketing teacher, at a large suburban high school in Massachusetts. Working as a high school educator and observing the outlandish world of adolescence was the inspiration for my first young adult novel, “Suburban Zombie High.”
My inspiration for writing stems from being a youth who struggled with reading in school. While I found school assigned novels incredibly difficult to digest, I devoured comics and later fantasy novels. Their influences can be seen in the tall tales I spin.
I took the long route to becoming a writer. For a brief time, I majored in Creative Writing but exchanged one passion for another as I switched to Art and Design. My passion for reading about superheroes, fantastical worlds, and panic-stricken situations would become the foundation of my writing career.
I participated in my first NaNoWriMo in 2006 and continue to write an entire novel every November. Now I am the NaNoWriMo Municipal Liaison to the Massachusetts Metrowest Region. I also belong the New England Horror Writer’s Association and to a weekly writing group, the Metrowest Writers.
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