#BookRelease, #BookBlitz, #AuthorInterview and #Giveaway–> Insanity by Cameron Jace
Insanity by Cameron Jace got released yesterday and I am so happy to introduce you all to this very interesting and different book from a very talented author. 🙂
Book & Author Details:
by Cameron Jace
Genres: Fantasy, New Adult, Paranormal
writing on the wall says it’s January 14th. I am not sure what year.
I haven’t been sure of many things lately, but I’m wondering if it’s my
handwriting I’m looking at.
is a strange key drawn underneath the date. It’s carved with a sharp object,
probably a broken mirror. I couldn’t have written this. I’m terrified of
mirrors. They love to call it Catoptrophobia
around here.
regular patients in the asylum, my room is windowless, stripped down to a
single mattress in the middle, a sink, and bucket for peeing–or puking–when
necessary. The tiles on the floor are black-and-white squares, like a
chessboard. I never step on black. Always white. Again, I’m not sure why.
walls are smeared with a greasy pale green everywhere. I wonder if it’s the
previous patient’s brains spattered all over from shock therapy. In the
Radcliffe Lunatic Asylum, politely known as the Warneford hospital, the doctors
have a sweet spot for shock therapy. They love watching patients with bulging
eyes and shivering limbs begging for relief from the electricity. It makes me
question who is really mad in here.
been a while since I was sent to shock therapy myself. Dr. Tom Truckle, my
supervising physician, said I don’t need it anymore, particularly after I
stopped mentioning Wonderland. He told me that I used to talk about it all the
time; a dangerous place I claim I have been whisked away to when my elder
sister lost me at the age of seven.
is, I don’t remember this Wonderland they are talking about. I don’t even know
why I am here. My oldest vivid memory is from a week ago. Before that, it’s all
a purple haze.
only one friend in this asylum. It’s not a doctor or a nurse. And it’s not a
human. It doesn’t hate, envy, or point a finger at you. My friend is an orange
flower I keep in a pot; a Tiger Lily I can’t live without. I keep it safe next to
a small crack in the wall where a single sun ray sneaks through for only ten
minutes a day. It might not be enough light to grow a flower, but my Tiger Lily
is a tough girl.
day, I save half of the water they give me for my flower. As for me, better
thirsty than mad.
orange flower is also my personal rain check for my sanity. If I talk to her
and she doesn’t reply, I know I am not hallucinating. If it talks back to me,
all kinds of nonsense starts to happen. Insanity prevails. There must be a
reason why I am here. It doesn’t mean I will easily give in to such a fate.
Are you ready?” the nurse knocks with her electric prod on my steel door.
Her name is Waltraud Wagner. She is German. Everything she says sounds like a
threat and smells like smoke. My fellow mad people say she is a Nazi; that she
used to kill her own patients back in Germany. “Get avay vrom za dor. I an coming in,” she demands.
to the rattling of her large keychain, my heart pounds in my chest. The turn of
the key makes me want to swallow. When the door opens, all I can think of is
choking her before she begins to hurt me. Sadly, her neck is too thick for my
nimble hands. I stare at her almost-square figure for a moment. Everything
about her is four sizes too big, all except her feet, which are as small as
mine. My sympathies, little feet.
for your daily ten-minute break,” she approaches me with a straitjacket, a
devilish grin on her face. I never get out. My ward is underground, and I take
my break in another empty ward upstairs, where patients love to play soccer
with a hedgehog’s head.
muscled warden stands behind Watlraud. Thomas Ogier. He is bald, has an
angry-red face and a silver tooth he likes to flash whenever he sees me. His
biceps are the size of my head. I have a hard time believing he has ever been a
4-pound baby.
your arms into the jacket,” Waltraud demands in her German accent, a
cigarette puckered between her lips. “Slow and easy, Alice,” she nods at warden Ogier, in
case I misbehave.
comply obediently and stretch out my arms for her to do whatever she wants.
Waltraud twists my right arm slightly and checks the tattoo on my arm. It’s the
only tattoo I have. It’s a handwritten sentence that looks like a thin arm band
from afar. Waltraud feels the need to read it allowed, “’I can’t go back to
yesterday because I was a different person then.’” I was told I have written it
myself while still believing in Wonderland. “That Alice in Wonderland has really messed with
your head.” She puffs smoke into my face as she mocks me.
The tattoo and
Waltraud’s mocking is the least of my concerns right now. I let her tie me, and
while she does, I close my eyes. I imagine I am a sixteenth century princess,
some kind of a lucky Cinderella, being squeezed into a corset by my chain
smoking servant in a fairy tale castle above ground, just about to go meet my
Prince Charming. Such imagery always helps me breathe. I once heard that it was
hope that saves the day, not sanity. I need to cool down before I begin my
grand escape.
series is a seven book saga that deals with retellings of fairy tales from a young adult POV – it connects most of the fairy tales together and claims to be the truth about fairy tales. I live in San Fransisco and seriously think circles are way cooler than triangles.
in Wonderland retelling where fact and fiction intermingle like in your
previous series The Grimm Diaries?
it. It has all the whimsical and nonsensical wonderland fantasy parts, but it’s
more grounded to reality because it happens in our time. Fact and fiction do
walk side by side in this book. For instance, Lewis Carroll is present as
character himself.
the main theme of the book. All what Alice
has seen could be interpreted as madness in many ways. Also, when you read the
book, it’s insane. I mean like really insane. You will either love or hate it.
I don’t think there is a middle zone.
Grimm Diaries. The book is also more action oriented. Alice
travels from Oxford, London,
Vatican City then Belgium in a couple of days. Each
city had to be researches and connected with Lewis Carroll and his books.
sanity can only be proved through Lewis Carroll’s photography and writing. We
thought this is about Wonderland.
action scenes, and even romance have a Lewis Carroll background to them. The
main reason why this book came to my mind is my fascination with both Alice in Wonderland and
Lewis Carroll himself. If you learn the reasons behind each character and
location in his book, you will love Alice
in Wonderland even more. It’s no coincidence that we all relate to the book.
It’s a masterpiece.
reason is that once you get the idea of the book, the possibilities are
infinite, and incredibly amusing. When outlining my plot, I found out it would
take books and books to write it. So I wrote one story with a beginning,
middle, and end. It’s satisfying on its own, but if I succeeded in peaking your
interest you should like to read the next books. The beauty of it is that once
you read one book, each other book will be a story of its own. It’s very much
like a TV series.
A: I wish everyone and awesome Christmas and a Fantabulous
new yearJ
And if I messed with you childhood memories of Alice in Wonderland a bit, don’t hate me.
Lol.
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