The 12 Nights of Jeremy Sunson
by MH Snowy
GENRE: Science fiction
Hidden inside the most unlikely person can be the most extraordinary hero …
Jeremy Sunson is surrounded by crazy. Mrs Abercrombie, upstairs, is widowed because her husband glued feathers to his arms, jumped off the building and tried to fly. His neighbour, Strykland, has gone mad since his wife died in a freak car accident—his only thread to reality the doomsday machine he’s building and his daughter … and, of course, spacemen invade Jeremy’s living room.
Every night, in glorious Technicolour, there’s a battle royal between two high-tech assassins who continually blast Jeremy’s apartment to shreds. Each man has one mission: Red wants to kill Jeremy, Bronze wants to save him!
Though his therapist insists he’s just having bad dreams—Jeremy knows better. It’s time to fight. He’s sick and tired of being sick, scared and tired! Armed with rare confidence and a baseball bat, this night, Jeremy fights like the crazy man he isn’t!
But how can he ever imagine when he’s won the battle, the war is only just beginning … over and over and over again?
The 12 Nights of Jeremy Sunson—ride a wave of laughter, fun, and sci-fi fantasy all the way to Armageddon!
This isn’t my usual genere I read but this book felt like I just had to read it. I am glad I did. It was very interesting and the story was a turn pager and kept me guessing.
The characters were really well put together. The story is a short read but you do get a lot of information for a small read.
This was a fun quick read there were moments were I did laugh out loud. I am now I interested in reading more.
Recommend to Sci-fi lovers. You surly don’t want to miss out on this book.
“Dear me.” Dr Smith snapped up his ever-ready notepad, pen poised to take dictation. “Another dream? That is terrible,” he said with the grin of a Cheshire cat. “You must tell me all about it.”
But Jeremy didn’t have the energy to worry about Dr Smith’s behaviour. In mournful tones he related the story, unable to understand the way Dr Smith’s pen flew across the page, devouring every word that passed his lips. Jeremy shrugged—at least someone was getting a boost from his misery; though what that could be, he hadn’t the foggiest.
“Incredible … I mean, how terrible for you,” Dr Smith said, pen not pausing for a moment. “And they didn’t interact with you at all?”
“No,” Jeremy replied. “Though I’m pretty sure Ultimo scrunched his mouth at me.”
“He did what?”
Jeremy’s head snapped up. Dr Smith’s expression made Jeremy gulp. “Ah, he … he scrunched his mouth at me. I think. Raised it a bit on one side.”
Dr Smith jumped up and paced.
Jeremy followed the muttering figure with his gaze. “Does it … does it mean anything?”
Dr Smith stopped in his tracks. “Mean anything?” he said with a cry. “Why, it means everything!” He paced anew and then stopped. “Contempt, Mr Sunson. It means contempt.”
Fantastic, Jeremy reflected, now even my dreams think I’m a loser.
But Dr Smith continued. “It means you are not acting as Ultimo expects you to. He—your dream saviour, the alpha part of your personality if you will—showed that you are not assisting him with your behaviour. He is trying to save you and you are not helping yourself. Battle, Mr Sunson! Your dreams are instructing you to battle.”
About The Author:
Melindra Hattfield Snowy, a part-time writer and full-time dreamer, who of course prefers to be known as MH. She is the author of In Harm’s Way, the first novella in Harm’s story published by Pygaso Productions, described as epic fantasy meets The Truman Show.
When not writing or occupied with her dual-identity, MH walks through the mountains with her partner or tries to unravel the secrets of her great-grandmother, an adventuress who disembarked from the French steamer Laos in 1931 seeking to uncover rumours of Mayan temples deep in the heart of the Amazon jungle, and disappeared, never to be heard of again.