The Novel That Never Was

Do You Want to Write a Book?

Yes. Once upon a time, I always envisioned that I would end up writing atleast one book which will get published, maybe more. So far no go.

But there was a time when I did write 13 chapters of this idea for a novel I had. It was a scifi concept of a guy who befriends a scientist/inventor who disappears and our protagonist investigates. When he finds the scientist’s secret lab hidden under the latter’s garage he stumbles onto a large device that transports him into an alternate universe – one in which after two more world wars, men are rare and women dominate the planet.

The women keep men as slaves, for labour and for sex, and there are tussles between women in power to keep their quota of slaves. One man is shared by several women, who have assumed a post-apocalyptic military lifestyle. Our protagonist is found and enslaved but uses his wits to keep himself at the top of the slave chain and he doesn’t have to do much physical labour due to his smarts being used to help the women in command.

At one point – had I finished the novel – he would have escaped with a few women who are more gentle and kind and take a boat off to an island where they can live in peace with other like-minded men and women. But I never got that far.

Prompt from The Learning Network at The New York Times

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