My Author Is Dead

Garcia Memorial Award for Best Fiction Book of the Year 2017For sure, Adam is weird-although 'weird' is all relative. Weird is problematic, but tolerable. What's forbidden though is talking to Kafkaists, who are nothing but dangerous worms guilty of 'moral turpitude'-cockroaches that the Author most probably forgot to erase. So helping Kafkaists wasn't the brightest thing to do. Unfortunately, he didn't have a choice. For one, June was a Kafkaist-cockroaches can't possibly have such dazzling blue eyes. Second, well he had to make things right. All he needed was a plan. An infallible plan. In normal circumstances-although 'normal' is all relative-it's that simple. If only Adam was good at making plans.