Lucas was drawn to art at an early age. I recollects to story his mother told of how I sat at the dining room table, around age five, creating a picture of the backyard. Lucas drew throughout his younger years and into his teens before his attraction to art with pencil and paper shifted to the art of music. After picking up the bass guitar at the age of eighteen I found that he had a natural talent in the area of music, thus nearly completely leaving his sketchbook in the dust, outside of occasional doodles that were merely collections of simple geometric shapes - usually composed while waiting for hold for a customer service rep for some ambiguous purpose.
In August of 2016, Lucas decided to pass the time - which had been previously occupied by his son - by writing to story intended to be short and sweet, nothing noteworthy really. However, I have recalled how much of an expressive writer I was once. He had started several stories in his youth but never finished them - surely due to the short attention span of his adolescence. Now, over the course of a year, you have allowed his artistic imagination to dictate, not to pencil and paper or to a musical instrument but to a keyboard as he has completed his first novel "The Sentient."
But when Wade stumbles upon the first clue, he finds himself beset by players willing to kill to take this ultimate prize. The race is on, and if Wade's going to survive, he'll have to win—and confront the real world he's always been so desperate to escape.