I had a dream one night in which I was walking into a run-down house near the Wichita Mountains. In the house lived a teenage girl and an old man who had been her step-father. I was there to rescue her from him.
I stepped into her bedroom to help her gather her things and saw that the bedroom was stacked–from floor to ceiling–with books. She asked if she could take the books with her and said she had read them all.
At that point, the grumpy old man said he wasn’t going to stand around while I took all afternoon carrying out the girl’s books. I told him he was right and threatened to beat him up if he didn’t help carry them out.
To this day, I have no idea why I dreamed that dream. But I was so fascinated by it that I got up and–over the next few months–wrote the “backstory” of the dream and what became of it. The novel I have just made available on Kindle (“So Many Books”) is that story. It’s not exactly a sequel to “Psalm 88″ (which was also inspired by a dream) but you might say it’s a cousin as some of the people from PS88 appear in the book and it continues to explore the theme of mending a broken life.
I hope you like it!