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About the author:
Lorain O’Neil is the author of Coquina Hard [Historical Fiction Standalone], Alien Advantage [Humorous Adventure Standalone], The Dangerous Path of Loving Jaesha [Very Dark Erotic Humorous Standalone Thriller], Angelique Rising [Humorous Standalone Dark Thriller], A Kiss From Moët [Humorous Paranormal Standalone Romance], The Liar Charms [Humorous Urban Fantasy Thriller], Firecrystal Deep [humorous sci-fi romance], Bound Fairy [Fantasy romance adventure], and co-author of Bedmonsters are Cool [Humorous Standalone Fantasy], all available on Amazon.
What inspired you to write your book?
Memoirs of an Invisible Man by H.F. Saint
Here is a short sample from the book:
It was the air conditioner dying that woke me up. I can’t tell you the number of times I’ve thought if only I hadn’t woken up, I’d be a rich fat cat lawyer by now. The darn thing was, I’d become addicted to the soft hum of that air conditioner, like a lot of people in college dorms are. The white noise drowns out the clowns around you, lets you sleep. If it stops for some reason though, bang, you’re wide awake. That’s what happened to me even though it was three o’clock in the morning and I’d been dead to the world. Of course I wasn’t living in the dorms anymore then, I’d moved into an old apartment out in the Gainesville boondocks (translation: cheap) where I was a third year law student at the University of Florida College of Law.
When that air conditioner died, I did oh so regrettably open my eyes, and what I saw was a strange vibrating green light flooding my bedroom. The window shade drawn by my bed looked positively aglow with it. I reached for the shade but just as I touched it, the light winked out. Blip. Gone. On its own, the air conditioner cranked back up. I shrugged it off, laid back down in bed and dismissed the phenomenon. But then that green light was suddenly there again, and the air conditioner sputtered back out. A transformer, I decided; an electrical transformer has blown up outside or something, who cares? Well, worth a quick look, right? I sat up and raised the shade, staring out at the street. Everything was bathed in that eerie green light. I saw the light pole by the road –it was out. The opposite side of my street was just a pine forest, but on my side, all my neighbors’ doorlamps were out. The green light winked off yet again, the air conditioner rumbled back to life and the streetlamps fluttered back on. The street looked normal, completely silent.
It is certifiably, absolutely, one hundred per cent amazing, the colossally unfair tricks fate plays on us: one moment you’re plodding along an anonymous contented law student, the next –finito.
I was still sitting up in bed scanning the street when I saw the damn thing. About half the size of a house, a green ball of light floating up, up from behind the forest.
I didn’t believe in UFO’s, yet there was this thing! It was just there hovering. The rush of it overwhelmed me. My reason went on vacation. I was on my feet, running out the door in wild excitement to gawk up at the thing. I didn’t know. God, I didn’t know. My life was over. My good life, anyway.