A New Dystopian Novel (in case you enjoyed A Handmaid's Tale)

Counting Stars

How would you solve the problems in today’s society? Just imagine: no more war, no more terrorism. Famine, poverty and crime are all things discussed in history lessons. Everyone has employment, health care and education. But at what cost? Imagine a future not so very distant. Think about what might be.
I am excited to introduce Counting Stars, a dystopian novel set about 100 years from now. I took advice from an economist, a lawyer, and a scientist, asking what the world might look like in the near future. My rule was: It has to be possible even if it isn't probable. I then began to create a world.
Whatever the world might look like in the future, people will be the same. Adolescents will still ignore their mothers, wives will still moan about their husbands. So I created a family, and put them into the world. We have Lena, the reluctant heroine, her two children and Den, a man struggling with his own health.
There is nothing special about Lena. She is like all the mothers who we meet every day, she worries and wonders and even needs to use the washroom occasionally. She is also incredibly brave, and will do whatever it takes to save her family – because that is what mothers do.
Counting Stars is an easy read novel about a family in the world around the corner.
Counting Stars published June 2016 as a Kindle book. Available from an Amazon near you. Why not try a new author today, and begin to read about the world that might be tomorrow......
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