The Ship That Tried
To Sink Itself
Ripples of possibilities trail behind the ship like a wake. In some of them, the storm didn’t just shred the sails, but broke our masts. In others, the wind and the current conspired to make us lose our bearings. In one, a monster wave overwhelmed us and dragged us into the deep.
However, none of those possibilities became reality. That was what I fought to accomplish. I won. As a ship’s captain should.
A ship fighting its captain. A captain desperate to save his crew.
When they both come apart, can anyone survive?
This surrealist novel is an allegory for how to live when your brain wants you dead. This is a daily fight for me, and I know I'm not the only one.
Confronting content aside, I'm also experimenting with style and structure to find the best way to telling this story. It's not going to be an easy ride, but I hope it will be well worth the wait!