Into a Long Ago Future by Jodi Lee

Print ISBN-13: 978-1-926912-68-4
Editor: Melanie Choly
Publisher: Self
Pages: 120
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There is nothing quite like sharing a nightmare or two, and that is exactly what author Jodi Lee intends to do with her collection, Into a Long Ago Future.

Take a walk through New Bedlam’s streets, sail through time and space with an alien-raised human, get locked in a zombie-proof safe house, discover new faery tales, new futures that will change the past.

A bit of advice though. Watch what you eat. Don’t drink the water. And definitely make sure you watch where you step.

You wouldn’t want to get lost in the galleys between.

“The collection can be considered either a mish-mash or a mosaic of Lee’s dark imagination. I’m not sure how effective the book is in introducing the town of New Bedlam to readers, as I think the full-length novel might be the preferable avenue for that–for my bias, anyway. The book, however, does give a good sense at how the dark little machinations in Lee’s head crank out some genuinely ghastly tales. Keep an eye on her, ’cause I think it only gets better from here.”
~ Gef Fox – Wag the Fox

She’s lived in New Bedlam all her life, this starry-eyed girl who sees nothing but a life outside the little town of horrors. She doesn’t want to wash their laundry anymore, she doesn’t want to see and feel their sins as the blood drips and flows away from her white linens.

She wants, more than anything, to leave. Someday, a stranger will come down the highway, turn into town and take her away with him. Someday, she’ll stand on a stage and smile and sing and the people will love her.

She’s lived in New Bedlam all her life, this exhausted soccer-mother who has long since given up on her dreams of stage and fame. Never will she stand before the lights too bright to see beyond, never will she feel their heat upon her face.

Still she hopes to see the end of the town she’s forever lived in. There will be no more blood. There will be no more bones. There will be no more stories of late-night carousing with the monster under the bed or the boogeyman in the closet.

There will be no more stories, period.

And the monsters will sleep.

And the people will sleep.

And the streets of New Bedlam will finally, finally be safe for anyone to walk.

She’s lived in New Bedlam all her life, and as she rests her graying head upon her pillow for the last time, she begs Morpheus for just one dance before the dawn.