We can send men to Mars. We can pay with just the chip in our arm. We even have flying cars. We can do so much. Why is it that we can’t cure diseases, can’t find a solution for poverty or even saving our planet? It’s complicated, that’s what they say. We don’t have the money, the resources, the what-have-I-not-heard in this endless fight. However, there was no way of knowing that our planet would be hit by this asteroid. Now we have one day left on our dying planet. One day to what? Save the people? Save the world? I don’t think it’s possible anymore. One day is not enough. We should have done something while we could but there were always people who knew it better. Or: people who had more power and more money. Because isn’t that the truth? We don’t matter unless we come with bags of cash. Why save our planet when you can save yourself? But it doesn’t matter anymore. The very rich of our beloved earth are already on another planet. Who knows doing what. Probably ruining it. And me? I’m stuck here for one last day. I have twenty-four hours and I don’t know what to do. My parents are those lucky ones on another planet. My brother is already dead. And for my friends. I lost them a while ago. Maybe it’s time to leave the past behind and apologize for all the things I’ve done. I honestly thought I knew what was right. Some things you cannot know until it’s too late. Like the terrifying asteroid flying toward us. What if it’s too late to apologize? Maybe they’re better without. But if I don’t go, I will regret it for precisely twenty-three hours, fifty minutes and ten seconds. Screw it. I have nothing to lose. It’s 3019 and it’s almost over…
One day too late! I am truly sorry. Still working on the website, hope you like the changes so far. Not quite done with all the big plans I have but have to start somewhere. The next writing challenge is, if I may say so, quite interesting regarding characters!
Are you ready? Grab your pen and… go!
Write an essay as your protagonist (how to save the world) and your antagonist (how to destroy the world).
Last month I read the book Force by Nature by Jane Harper. This book is different than all the classics I’ve been reading. Don’t get me wrong, I love crime novels full of suspense, drama, murder, and mystery. Murder might not sound that nice but I love to read the stories. Hope you don’t think I’m a horrible person now. Please don’t!
One of the authors I’m a big fan of is Karin Slaughter. I used to rent all of her books in the library and took them with me on holidays: those books traveled far!
Because I love the genre and missed reading a story like that (and the VakantieBieb app had it), I selected Force by nature. Basically, it’s men versus women trying to survive and get to the end of the trip (without phones). Mind you: it’s the Australian wilderness where there used to be a serial killer. Don’t know if that’s a fun fact. Not sure I would go then with that knowledge but well, it’s not me luckily.
These ten people all work together and you can consider this somewhat as a business retreat. However, in the group of five women, one doesn’t return dot dot dot.
Aaron Falk, Federal Police investigator, received a phone call from Alice Russell – the missing woman. He wants to know what happened to her but he also needs her for his own operation: she knows (all the) secrets of the company.
Jane Harper uses flashbacks to describe what happened throughout the trip. Slowly, you can paint the picture of what actually might have happened.
I enjoy this way of storytelling: it makes you wonder the entire time and you get to see different sides of the story. However, I felt a bit disappointed with the ending. I expected a bit more but maybe I had my expectations set too high. Maybe it’s now time to actually read the first book in the Aaron Falk series?!
Enough about last month!
For the month of August, I have to read a debut novel. And I’ve found the perfect book: Eleanor Oliphant is Completely Fine by Gail Honeyman.
The cover reads:
Eleanor Oliphant leads a simple life. She wears the same clothes to work every day, eats the same meal deal for lunch every day and buys the same two bottles of vodka to drink every weekend.
Eleanor Oliphant is happy. Nothing is missing from her carefully timetabled existence. Except, sometimes, everything…
Are you as curious as I am?! Well, then you can understand that I’m going to read right now!