Hello my thousands, if not millions, of adoring fans and readers. I thought I would make a small blog post on why I wrote this book, other than the fact that I like writing.
I like writing.
No, that was a joke, there is more to it.
It took me slightly over two years to write this book, the reason? I cannot read or write. Alright, I’m going to stop with the tomfoolery. This is actually a somewhat depressing explanation, however, I feel it necessary to share it for contextual reasons.
Grief.
One of the main characters in this book, Dr. Sally Clark, is dealing with the grief of losing her son. During the writing of this book, I was dealing with multiple losses in my life also, and her progression through grief originally was an outlet for me. I am usually against self-inserting into stories, however, the last few years have been indescribably rough, and I suppose, I chronologically documented it through this character. During proofreading, it was strange reading her scenes back involving grief, as she reflected similar sentiments to my own, ones that I had moved on from but could still feel similar pangs and frustrations.
Abstract evil
If you have ever been interested in disturbing historical texts, you will know that the idea of a research facility without ethics is not exactly fictional. I have noticed, and confirmed this with many people through discussion, that there is evil so outside of what the ‘civilised’ mind can comprehend that it falls into an abstract category. Reading and even seeing photographs of these historical atrocities, such as books from Iris Chang (who killed herself after publishing her works). It becomes so absurdly beyond what the average mind could conceive that it transforms into an abstract evil, to be so terrible, that it sounds made up. I am in no way saying it is, obviously, what I mean is that these acts become so unthinkably insane that it defies the profane expectations of evil and societal social actors. In fact, when recounting glimpses of these acts, I have had people straight up say “There is no way that is true”, and it is this disbelief of what supposedly enlightened humans are capable of that compelled me to write the character of Dr. Langford.
So, there we have it, a premise of damnation or enlightenment, two sides of the same coin. This has been a short explanation behind my primary motivations in writing this book, I hope people find it interesting and take something from it. I did not want it to be needlessly disgusting, or depressing, I wanted, like the ghosts of Christmas past, to show the reader what nature is. The book has an ending, I tried not to leave it open-ended! Let me know what you think if you have read it, or want to read it, or never want to read it, or just want to say anything at all!
The Consciousness Society by A.M. Kent


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