Book Two of The Soliloquy
released November, 2015
To Dream was a finalist for the 2016 Golden Crown Literary Society’s Goldie awards in the Science Fiction/Fantasy category!
To Dream is Karen Miller’s second journal that chronicles the struggle of a group of women in the future. Karen starts this journal as she and her friends begin the process of gathering their species together. They need to get to safety before the Humans find out just how different homosexuals really are.
The bonds of friendship between Karen and the others were forged during a time only they remember and tempered in the aftermath of a unique and harrowing experience (as told in her first journal To Sleep). It is stronger than anything the galaxy can throw at them. They are joined by new friends and the bonds expand, allowing them in as if they were part of it all along. It is this bond that helps Karen to survive, to do what needs to be done to ensure the survival of the species.
Plagued by bad sleep, odd dreams, and heavy responsibilities, Karen is pushed to her limits. The System seems determined to push her even further, even if it means causing her physical harm.
This novel is the sequel to To Sleep, was released Sept 1, 2015. To Dream begins about a year or so after To Sleep ends.
To Sleep was about Karen Miller who seems to be falling asleep and waking up to something new every day, sometimes more than once a day. To Dream goes deeper, more mental, just like a dream and about as controllable.
Characters: Karen and Julie
She stood and came to kneel in front of me. She held my hands and kissed my knuckles. “I love you, too. God, how I love you. But, you said it right when you said soulmate. I didn’t realize it until I saw Denise for the first time. I almost fainted, actually. Right there in the garden in front of everyone, all I saw, all I felt was her.”
“She’s adorable. And strong, both body and mind. She can both take care of you and keep up with you.”
“Your love is waiting for you and will be here someday. Maybe you need to finish healing first.”
Tears were forming in her eyes and mine, too. I pulled her up until we were both standing. I kissed her, putting all the love I had for her into it. I desperately tried to find that something, that spark to prove us both wrong. She returned the kiss, searching for that same thing, one last time. Or perhaps for the first time, if we were both being honest to ourselves. But while the kiss was great, it wasn’t what we were looking for.
“You need to talk to her, then. Tell her how you feel so she knows.” I stepped back and grabbed the tissues from the corner of my desk. I sat down hard onto my desk chair.
“I will. But I can’t leave you like this.”
“Yes, you can. Go on. I’ll be fine.”
“I can’t just—”
“Go. Please.” I cleared my throat and softened my voice. “Don’t make this any harder for us. Just go to her, talk to her. I’ll be fine.”