A trilogy of dystopian novels based on the author’s own experience of commanding a top secret government unit.
What if all brain disorders were treatable? No one would lament the passing of dementia or autism, but what if the twisted mind of a sex-offender or murderer could be cured too? Or how about a terrorist or maybe a political extremist? What if we could all be ‘corrected’?
So, Professor Savage has been unmasked as the monster Alex Salib always knew he was. But what was their agreement and why is she still determined to see it through? The war on terror appears to be back on track but why does President Kalten seem hell bent on ramping it up – are the Americans seriously intent on starting World War Three?
And what of the treatment itself? Despite Savage’s arrest, the ‘corrections’ go on but to what end? The laws of unintended consequences are about to cause a seismic shift in the very nature of our existence. But then our new masters know that and won’t let it happen until we’re ready…
…Ready to accept the unacceptable.
Ten things I’d rather my readers didn’t know about me
by Alec Birri
- I write in my downstairs toilet. No windows, no distractions – perfect for concentrating the mind. The location is convenient for other things too.
- I rise at 7am each day and start writing immediately. Well, almost immediately. Seriously – everything else comes after I’ve written at least a thousand words and that can be as late as 5pm.
- Which means by around 6pm I’m ready to face the world. My writing habits may seem strange to some, but that’s compensated by a wide and varied social life – Facebook, Twitter, Instagram, you name it.
- Not that I’m not a complete hermit you understand. I have been outside my flat – once. As a writer of ‘end of world’ dystopias, I felt obligated to make sure it was still there. Sadly, pain between the eyes caused by a big bright yellow thing in the sky forced me back inside, so I still don’t know. Typical.
- I did catch a glimpse of a dog, though. Maybe pets have taken over the world? Grateful if someone could tell me.
- On second thoughts, don’t. Writing or tweeting about people is one thing, but engaging with them directly? I’m not sure about that. One never knows where it might lead. Something called ‘normal behaviour’ apparently. Now there’s a title for a dystopian novel if ever I saw one.
- And while we’re on the subject, I don’t do ‘happiness’ either – that’s the last thing a dystopia needs and there’s far too much of it going around the real world in my opinion. Nothing better than a good moan. Grumpy Cat is my hero!
- Don’t get me wrong – I can let my hair down if I want to. Way past eleven by the time I got to bed the other night.
- Of course, by “bed” I mean my downstairs toilet.
10. So, there you have it. Ten things about me I’d rather you didn’t know. What? Only nine? Okay – I’ve been told my sense of humour is best described as ‘weird’.
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