Remnant

✍ Scribed by Kate Genet

• Publisher: Inamorata Press
• Year: 2011
• Tongue: English
• Weight: 121 KB
• Category: Fiction

✦ Synopsis

What would you do if you woke up one morning to find the world you took for granted was gone?

Its a beautiful sunny day when Cass wakes up to find herself alone. It should be just a normal day theres a beach to enjoy with family and friends and the summer is at its height. Except today is not a normal day. Today there is no one around. In fact, the only living creatures Cass can see are birds. And a horse. Where is everyone?
As Cass struggles to find other survivors in this strange new world where nature is taking back the land, she discovers that being alone might not be the worst thing. It depends on who or what else is out there...

NOTE FROM THE AUTHOR: To those of you for whom this matters: this book contains non-graphic scenes of lesbian intimacy. It also contains similar, heterosexual scenes. Consider yourself informed.

I have several more books planned for this year, and hope that you will keep an eye out for them, or sign up for my new releases newsletter. I am currently writing another apocalyptic novel, titled Simulacra, and planning two sequels for Remnant, the first to take place before this book ends (you'll understand when you read it) and the second to carry on where Remnant leaves off. Visit my website at kategenet.com to keep up to date on these and other projects, and join my mailing list. But meanwhile, happy reading!

About the Author

This is how it goes.

I was twelve years old when I wrote what would be my first published works. They were short stories, one a rambling sort of piece about the rain, and another a horror story. My teacher thought they were both so good, she convinced me to read them out loud at assembly.

Well, I don't know if she so much convinced me, as told me I should - which in teacher-speak pretty much means I had to. Thus, I dragged myself up onto the high stage and looked out at a sea of expectant faces, cleared my throat and read.

It was about when I got up to the exorcism scene that I realised my audience was gaping up at me. Someone in the back snickered. My face burned - but my teacher was right, it was a pretty good story, and even if this esteemed group of my peers couldn't appreciate it, I was up there now, I'd read through to the end. That might be the only dignity I could have.

" Let your mighty hand cast him out of your servant, so he may no longer hold captive thispersonwhom it pleased you to make in your image, and to redeem through your Son; who lives and reigns with you, in theunityof the Holy Spirit, God, forever and ever."

It was the early 80's and I'd caught the horror story bug. I'd just watched The Exorcist - alone in the house and late at night (what was my mother thinking?) and though it had left me feeling slightly sick, there was an excitement in the pit of my stomach that's never quite gone away.

I've never written another exorcism scene, but I don't rule out the possibility. The shocked faces in the audience that day never put me off either, nor since, the people who have complained about my stories being creepy and violent. To me, there's nothing better than a scary story, no matter what flavour it comes in. Horror stories aren't the only things I write, but they are my first, true love.

So pull up a pew, make the sign of the cross if it makes you feel better, and let me tell you a story...

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