Dystopian Diaries is a serial fiction story I had to quit writing because too much of it seemed to be coming true.
The idea for the story started a long time ago. I’d write what life would be like in a post-war/apocalyptic era where I live.
Where I live, is currently a piece of paradise. Northeast of Phoenix where the desert starts to rise and you can get to a place and see off into the distance: There are mountains in Arizona.
Yes, you could say this place is like living in a bubble. The people are affluent, most of them owning more in horse flesh than the average family owns period. Many more only vacation here in their second, third or fifth homes when the weather back home is sucking. The restaurants, grocery stores, and golf courses are all better up here. Ask anyone.
But what if it was no longer better? What if it just barely managed to survive what took out what could possibly be everywhere else? What if the people out here really had to pull together to really survive?
I asked thes…
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