What did Kurt Cobain, Jimi Hendrix, and my sister have in common? They were all my friends, and they died.
Timely Persuasion follows an anonymous music critic on a quest to save his sister from the relationship that ended her life. After a chance encounter at a bowling alley leaves him with the ability to travel in time, our hero uses his musical knowledge to “blink” through the years attempting to keep the couple apart by any means necessary. But is her husband Nelson really to blame?
Along the way he launches a new folk rock star, accidentally restructures his family tree, and crosses paths with the likes of Huey Lewis, Bob Dylan, Paul McCartney, and Billy Joel. Reliving past events through the eyes of his younger selves, he soon finds that correlation and causation are not always what they seem.
This story of death, life, love, and rock 'n’ roll defies genre conventions while paying tribute to the classic time travel tales that came before it.
Excerpt
"I can't believe you want to marry this guy!"
That was the last thing I ever said to my sister. At least it was the last thing of any real importance. Our argument over her fiancé continued on from there, but it was clear she wasn’t listening to reason. She was “in love,” which meant that her usually impeccable judge of character had been compromised. Her view of the world was so distorted that she didn’t see that a future with Nelson was not something she really wanted. She wouldn’t see that not one of her friends or acquaintances understood the coupling. And she couldn’t see that we all discussed this fact ad nauseam behind her back. She was “in love,” and neither I nor anyone else could talk her out of it.
Of course, we still tried. “We” isn’t really the right word. Others confided in me that this could only end badly, but nobody had the guts to bring it up on their own. Friends of my sister with whom I had never had more than a brief and awkward “Hello” with in my entire life would pull me aside to ask what I thought of Nelson. Upon hearing that I shared their collective sentiment they would tell me I had to fix it. That I was the only one who could fix it. Friends are supposed to show support, but family could use the blood is thicker than water excuse to stage a socially acceptable intervention with minimal repercussions. Thus the only party included in the “we” became “me.” (Me, myself, and I actually, but what’s the difference?)
So I was elected scapegoat, which brings us closer to my final line: “I can’t believe you want to marry this guy!”
“The year is 2011 and Samuel Elmsmore is adrift in the universe. After a series of breakdowns he awakens as a virtual prisoner in a hostel for the mentally ill. He’s estranged from his family and friends, and is jobless after an unfortunate incident
This chair is not your grandmother's rocking chair! In fact, you wouldn't want your grandmother or any loved one near it! So find a well lit room and enjoy an intense read of this Sci-Fi thriller.
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