Luna by Garon Whited

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Genre: SciFi, Fantasy, Dystopian


LunaCover_375x600“It’s the end of the world, and I have the best seat in the house.”
Armageddon has arrived. It’s not as bad as we thought.

The world is in trouble.
Correction. The world is ending and soon. The last days are coming and humanity is unable to stop it. Naturally, humanity has a backup plan.

Welcome to the Moon, where the air is thin, life is hard, and the Earth isn’t fit to live on.
Now, how can we make things better?

Luna is Garon Whited’s science fiction and fantasy story of one man surviving the end of the world despite it’s many obvious obstacles and his attempt to save some of humanity.

From the very first line, “Luna” grabs the reader. Where most books start with a world in trouble and ride the story on in to the Last Days, “Luna” starts with the ultimate…

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Anxiety: A Response to Eliza and Her Monsters

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Hey everyone!  If you’ve been following my blog for long, you’ll maybe have noticed that I rarely post about my personal life.  I don’t normally have a lot of time for that, but I also think there’s some right to privacy, you know?  But the topic of the last book I read was one that I felt compelled to write about.

Anxiety.

I feel like anxiety gets trivialized in the media, like how we’re the Prozac nation or the Xanax generation, but anxiety can’t be trivialized when you have it.  This is my story.

For most of my life, I’ve been what people have referred to as a worrier or a worry-wart.  I stressed out about things I had no control over and mothered people as a way to retain that control when I could.  Since I was 7 or 8 years old, I’ve picked at my nails, and…

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