The Drive has now officially been published! You can enjoy a free preview above, of course. The links will take you straight to Amazon where you can add it on Kindle Unlimited or purchase it.

Book Description for The Drive

After a troubled night’s sleep, Dani wakes up to some terrible news. Her daughter, Angela, is hurt. Visiting with her grandparents for the summer, she’d suffered a terrible fall and was now lying in the hospital, unconscious.

In the middle of the 2020 pandemic, Dani decides that driving across the country, from Miami to Montana, is her best bet. Without a plan, without assistance, she races against time and her own psyche to get to her daughter.

The saying goes that where there’s a will, there’s a way. Now, Dani’s going to find out for herself if that’s true. Will willing things to work out really be enough for her to pave a way forward? Or will her efforts buckle under the weight of seemingly insurmountable odds?

by Author e. i. q. on amazon

For your convenience, here’s the link to the series on Amazon: The Abiding Fascinations of an Eclectic Mind. Yes, this is just Book 2. However, then there will be a Book 3 and a Book 4 ….

Background

I originally shared it here for free. Please send me a message if you read it before and have read it now that it’s officially released. I love feedback!

I consider it to be darkly psychological pandemic fiction. The story is set in our current times, and yet it functions as an overarching metaphor for my struggles with mental health. I wrote about this in the Dedication page within the story.

The Drive … even the title is a double entendre, although not risqué. The commentary I’ve heard most regarding someone’s struggles with depression and/or other mental health conditions is generally focused on the individual’s will power. That is, their drive.

I tried to explain to someone once that their loved one wanted to do x, y, and z. It wasn’t a matter of wanting or willingness. It was a matter of being physically unable to comply with one’s Will.

I wasn’t able to communicate the message effectively that time, I’m afraid. It’s chaffed at me ever since. Eventually, the seed for this story was born, as I set about trying to see things from the perspective a person who hasn’t seriously struggled with their mental health. What situation could possibly convey some semblance of the struggle?

If you give it a chance, please let me know. This is a deeply personal topic for me, and I’m sure for others. Disclaimer: this is only what I think and feel based on my experiences. In no way do I claim to speak for anybody but myself, nor am I suggesting that this story is representative—some experiential standard—of what mental health struggles are like for anyone else.

Check out the detail page here, if you’d prefer.