Everyone has a story... except for those of us who don't. A new arrival to a strange land with no memory, and no past to even remember, changes what everyone knew of the world beyond their pages, and might expose a hidden threat that had been working in secret for years...

Equal parts sequel and spiritual successor to afterward.

This started out as a journal after getting sober from a long addiction, I slept a lot after quitting and had a long and on going series of dreams, so after I played the game Final Fantasy 12 again, I came up with a fictional sub-story, and decided not just to write a journal but add confessional bits to a meta-fiction piece. The second part is mostly a factual essay about the drugs I used, and how my love for horror movies helped me recover, I then introduced some characters of mine that I totally love, some of that is recycled from an earlier work (I may not do that rewrite, the finished work was on files I lost to a broken PC and all I have are hard copies of the rough draft.) There are fresh parts too. The third section is about Buddhism, but the fiction is a little more dominant there. I have not started on a fourth section, but it will probably be about my skateboarding years when I fantasized about actual surfing.

afterwardis a story dashed with charm and drowned in surrealist stream-of-conscious meta-humor about an amnesiac who wakes in the strange land of the afterward. Why are they there? Who were they? What is the afterward, what threat is fast approaching, and why don't they capitalize the name?