The Last Generation

by Michael Thomas

Overview

Let’s say you’re teleported to London, Prior to the blitzkriegs, where an unpublished author has just released her entire career into a single work. Would you have granted Virginia Woolf a consideration? What if James Joyce had launched “Ulysses” without prior credits? I cannot equate my work to theirs. Nor, would they approve of such a preposterous notion. But, if I’m totally bonkers, and don’t possess the talent that I proclaim, what’s been misplaced anyways, other than a few coins into the ol’ slot machine? “Let me please introduce myself, I’m a man of wealth and taste (not exactly true, on either count)...”.. So, who the hell is Michael Thomas, and what the #*%$ is The Last Generation? Well, my path to arrive to this destination has been more of an obstacle course than a traditional foot race. Basically, The Last Generation was composed to understand myself better. An exceedingly simplistic description to an extremely complex work, but, hey, hunger necessitates that I present a refection upon your plate. So, with that expectation for those idealistic childhood years to proceed forth in the same Manor, Seth’s path was altered by a bullet (of mental health) so forceful, that Mother was pressed to deliver Seth to a facility (Epidaurus) that will eventually extract the innocence of who he was, and can no longer be... “It’s not that he’s complaining, he only wants to understand.” While at Epidaurus, Seth will become entangled to those residents (of multifarious peculiarities) with far more diverse bullets impeding their transitions into maturity than his own. Yet, they’ll assist Seth in that metamorphosis to whom he shall ultimately become, and what he must do: compose those reflections from that perspective of a suspended snowflake... “The quest brought to light?” To all those bibliomaniacs who prefer to snuggle beside a freshened love after each sunset.. hardbacks, paperbacks, e-formats, oh my.. without a thoughtful regard to the preceding publication, kindly withdraw this “legit lit” from your little black book. The Last Generation deserves a commitment, a promise ring on one’s finger, as this is an unconventional work, as completely unique as I am. For, should you peruse the current publications for a novel of equitable quality, you shall only falter. Absolutely, page-turning cannot be tolerated on planes. Nor, waiting rooms. Rather, settle your attention to a tranquil nook.. Read a little.. Digest.. Read a little.. Digest... It is recommended to engage your polyamorous biblio-lifeways to the author’s website, before vowing such fidelity. https://thelastgeneration.info/ If you’re not presently gripped, I presume those moments to captivate your contemplation shall only further fade. So, my appreciation for your current heedfulness, and any possible considerations towards my work... “It’s a show... Freak show... You’ll see.” Michael Thomas

Product Details

ISBN-13:	9798886547702
Publisher:	Page Publishing, Inc.
Publication date:	03/15/2023
Sold by:	Barnes & Noble
Format:	eBook
Pages:	528
File size:	376 KB

About the Author

Let's say you're teleported to London, prior to the blitzkriegs, where an unpublished author has just released her entire career into a single work. Would you have granted Virginia Woolf a consideration? What if James Joyce had launched Ulysses without prior credits? I cannot equate my work to theirs, nor would they approve of such a preposterous notion. But, if I'm totally bonkers, and don't possess the talent that I proclaim, what's been misplaced anyways, other than a few coins into the ol' slot machine?

"Let me please introduce myself, I'm a man of wealth and taste (not exactly true, on either count)..." So, who the hell is Michael Thomas, and what the #*%$ is The Last Generation? Well, my path to arrive to this destination has been more of an obstacle course than a traditional foot race. Basically, The Last Generation was composed to understand myself better.

An exceedingly simplistic description to an extremely complex work, but, hey, hunger necessitates that I present a refection upon your plate. So, with that expectation for those idealistic childhood years to proceed forth in the same Manor, Seth's path was altered by a bullet (of mental health) so forceful, that Mother was pressed to deliver Seth to a facility (Epidaurus) that will eventually extract the innocence of who he was, and can no longer be... "It's not that he's complaining, he only wants to understand."

While at Epidaurus, Seth will become entangled to those residents (of multifarious peculiarities) with far more diverse bullets impeding their transitions into maturity than his own. Yet, they'll assist Seth in that metamorphosis to whom he shall ultimately become, and what he must do: compose those reflections from that perspective of a suspended snowflake... "The quest brought to light?"

To all those bibliomaniacs who prefer to snuggle beside a freshened love after each sunset...Hardbacks, paperbacks, e-formats, oh my... Without a thoughtful regard to the preceding publication, kindly withdraw this "legit lit" from your little black book. For, The Last Generation deserves a commitment, a promise ring on one's finger, as this is an unconventional work, as completely unique as I am. Should you peruse the current publications for a novel of equitable quality, you shall only falter.

Absolutely, page-turning cannot be tolerated on planes. Nor, waiting rooms. Rather, settle your attention to a tranquil nook... Read a little... Digest... Read a little... Digest...

It is recommended to engage your polyamorous biblio-lifeways to the author's website, before vowing such fidelity.

If you're not presently gripped, I presume those moments to captivate your contemplation shall only further fade. So, my appreciation for your current heedfulness, and any possible considerations towards my work... "It's a show... Freak show... You'll see."