I cant share too much of my book since Im getting ready to send in the first few chapters to the agent, but thought I'd post the Intro to the book and see if it gets you interested to read more. Thanks for your guy's support from my other post.
Introduction
If I were to direct a movie, it wouldn't start with the booming eruption of Carl Orff's, “O Fortuna”, Metallica's, “Enter Sandman”, or CCR's, “Fortunate Son”. No, it'd begin with the sweet, warm, slow bowing tones of a string quartet. Cellos serenade softly behind credits rolling in front of a creamy, blue sky as birds dotting autumn trees watch leaves drift aimlessly to the ground. After the credits, the camera would zoom in on some kids tossing leaves into the air, then pan to a dog with flapping jowls, chasing a cat through a yard, and finishing the scene with neighbors leaning against their white, picket fences, laughing, enjoying ice cold beers.
In my movie, there'd be no calm before the hurricane, instead, it'd be a morphine shot from beginning to end - an unforgiving bowl of happiness for those watching. It'd create a giant knot of humans, filled with serene unification; the world as one, holding hands, glittering peace, a Utopian Garden of Eden.
That is my vision of the perfect movie. But I'm afraid there's a problem, this isn't a movie, rather, it's my life, my world, as only I know it.
So be safe out there. Look both ways before crossing the street, don't drink tea that's too hot, and please, whatever you do, beware of people whose drawers are filled with sharpened butter knives. They aren't to be trusted, I should know.
I'm hungry. Let's eat.
