Was it really an accident, or was it calculation?
This decade’s technological revolution, Bonding takes two compatible people and links their minds together. Although not at the level of reading people’s thoughts, it’s still like steroids for your brain; you get smarter, and by getting smarter you get faster, stronger, just better.
So why is Martin Kelly so hesitant to get Bonded to his high school sweetheart, Pola? Maybe, because Bonding is for life. Probably, because he’s never been good at making decisions for himself. But in order to become a trainee at the Chicago Police Academy of Bonding Technology, Martin is required to become mind-linked. The right choice appears obvious.
Meg Sawyer defies the obvious. As a matter of fact, she has done so seventeen times. Already a trainee in the Academy, Meg believes that Bonding is an overrated, societal fad. She wants no part of it. But to stay in the Academy, she has one last chance: Bond with fellow student, Tuscan Hatch, or get kicked out.
But when an incident occurs in the Bonding labs, Meg and Martin's reservations become their realities. All plans and futures disrupted, they must learn how to turn a mistake into an opportunity, discord into connection, all while a calculating shadow creeps plays at the fringes of their subconscious minds...
I hate biographies. I feel they are meant for people who have done truly spectacular things with their lives or have survived terrifying ordeals and therefore solved the mysteries of the universe. I'm not being facetious either. All throughout school, when English teachers would ask my peers and me to write about ourselves, I would immediately seize up. Other, imaginary people can be as boring or spectacular as I wish them to be, but me?
"Nah dude, I'm good. You want a ten page psychological evaluation on the Joker? Oh hell yeah, I'll write that."
But I suppose I should tell you the best and the worst of me. I'm a storyteller, always have been, my mind teetering between the physical and imaginary realms. I'm one of those people who stares off into space at the most inopportune times and who can't write in coffee shops cause I'll just daydream into people's faces. Unknowingly, of course.
I have a son, two cats, two dogs and a husband. Changing my hair is a favorite pastime of mine, as is scrolling all the way through Netflix while somehow never finding anything to watch. I'm not entirely sure what my Hogwarts house is either, because every time I take the quiz I get something different.
My main goal in life is for everything I do to add something to the world, rather than take away from it. And, hey, I think storytelling is my way of doing just that.