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Not every book concept strikes like lightning. They usually come about after a long time day dreaming, refining, and thought, often spurred by some outside science, event, discovery, or news. But 30Seven is one of those book concepts that popped into my head, fully formed and elevator pitch ready:
What if aliens abducted a group of people…and one of them is a psychopathic serial killer immune to their mind control?
I was instantly hooked and knew exactly what I’d be writing when Artifact was complete. I was psyched to write this book and let loose the dogs of serial killer war. But life doesn’t always respect my plans.
There I was, writing a story about a serial killer, riddled with death, when…my mother died. I was, and still am, devastated. Needless to say, after that, the subject of death felt very different and much more personal. The second half of the book was written while I mourned, while my wife and I planned, paid for, and hosted my mother’s burial and celebration of life, and while I made a video encapsulating her life for said event. That was one of the hardest things I’ve ever done in my life. I don’t know if any of that pain made it into the book–I suspect it did–but writing 30Seven helped keep my thoughts rooted, and my mind healthy. The book itself might be demented, but it got me through a tough time, and I am grateful to it for that.
Now, let’s put that sad tale behind us and jump headlong into madness!
Imagine you’re lying on a lakeside beach. It’s summer in Maine, warm with a breeze that carries the scent of blueberries. You’re looking up at the stars wondering why one of them has begun moving. Growing brighter. Heading toward you! As you get to your feet to run, a light blazes all around you, freezing your limbs and locking your eyes open. You’re conscious, but paralyzed. As you float up into the air, everything goes black.


















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