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Remembering Will by author Jim Yackel

Remembering Will – Cover Reveal and Synopsis

My latest fiction novel release Remembering Will is hitting Amazon in Kindle format as of this writing.  The paperback version is planned for release at some point toward the end of the first week of May.

What is the story about? What follows is the back cover description which serves as the synopsis:

Memory is pain, but there are some things he’ll never forget…

At thirty-nine years of age, Will Gailey is an “over the hill” singer-songwriter who leads a rock band that the music business doesn’t consider to have the “now” sound. A trauma has rocked his world, and as a result his memory of events has been severely affected. Will can remember the lyrics and chord changes to his songs, but there are other things that seemingly he’s forgotten. Will has always enjoyed fishing, but even that relaxing activity has become a source of frustration. He’s become angry and disassociated, and has turned from the one thing that could bring him peace and healing. And where that one thing is concerned, that’s where his anger and the blame for his physical and spiritual pain are errantly directed. In his mind, that one thing is the cause for his loss and his suffering.

Months after the trauma, Will continues to suffer crushing headaches. He decides to take matters into his own hands as what is supposed to heal his anguish is only exacerbating it. He’s become weakened, vulnerable, and open to spiritual torment. He’s alone and in need of help, but when people come into his life that can be of assistance he’s apt to reject them. Vivid dreams, visions, and hallucinations occur, and in them are both the help he needs and likewise persecution. Will was a strong man, but now there’s a strong man that’s found a breach and is creating havoc in his life. Will remembers how to defeat the strong man, but it seems that he’s chosen to forget.

Will has changed, but band mates and friends remember how he “used to be.” Can he be the way he used to be again?

Don’t forget to get your copy of Remembering Will!

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Remembering Will - Christian fiction by author Jim Yackel

Don’t Forget – ‘Remembering Will’ coming soon!

Remembering Will is my fifth novel – the eighth if you consider the three books that make up The Wayfarers. The hope is that the book will released in Kindle and paperback by early May.

The idea for this story came completely out of the blue. I wasn’t sitting and thinking “hmm…what book should I write next?” To be sure, my goal was to get to work on some new music, but then the idea of a tale about a musician just hit me. Singer-songwriter Will Gailey is the front man of a band called False Walrus, and he’s suffered some recent and significant set-backs in his life. He’s been traumatized and has some trouble remembering certain events; or is it that he’s merely blotted them out? Certainly, Will isn’t the man that those close to him remember him being. Will is bitter and angry, and perhaps rightfully so? Our man Will has become tormented, and could it be that he’s left himself wide open to the assaults he suffers?

Remembering Will is a story of the mind, the heart, the body, and the spirit. I truly enjoyed taking the journey with him, and my hope is that you will too. What follows is the back-cover description:

Memory is pain, but there are some things he’ll never forget…

At thirty-nine years of age, Will Gailey is an “over the hill” singer-songwriter who leads a rock band that the music business doesn’t consider to have the “now” sound. A trauma has rocked his world, and as a result his memory of events has been severely affected. Will can remember the lyrics and chord changes to his songs, but there are other things that seemingly he’s forgotten. Will has always enjoyed fishing, but even that relaxing activity has become a source of frustration. He’s become angry and disassociated, and has turned from the one thing that could bring him peace and healing. And where that one thing is concerned, that’s where his anger and the blame for his physical and spiritual pain are errantly directed. In his mind, that one thing is the cause for his loss and his suffering.

Months after the trauma, Will continues to suffer crushing headaches. He decides to take matters into his own hands as what is supposed to heal his anguish is only exacerbating it. He’s become weakened, vulnerable, and open to spiritual torment. He’s alone and in need of help, but when people come into his life that can be of assistance he’s apt to reject them. Vivid dreams, visions, and hallucinations occur, and in them are both the help he needs and likewise persecution. Will was a strong man, but now there’s a strong man that’s found a breach and is creating havoc in his life. Will remembers how to defeat the strong man, but it seems that he’s chosen to forget.

Will has changed, but band mates and friends remember how he “used to be.” Can he be the way he used to be again?

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Light at the End of the Tunnel

It’s only the size of a pinhole, but as we walk along the rock and debris-strewn floor of this life’s tunnel we can see it if we keep looking forward. If we keep walking, it will grow larger and brighter, but it seems as though the light at the end is so very far ahead.

Keep focused on the light

Keep focused on the light

It is dank, dark, and damp down here, and we find ourselves tripping over chunks of concrete, automobile tires, and items that cannot be identified in the low light conditions. Our feet are wet from having to wade through puddles of stagnant water that exude the malodorous airs of rotting moss and raw sewage.

We’ve suffered loss in life because we took chances, and it was those chances that served as soft spots in the ground that allowed us to fall through the path less traveled. While we pursued something different, there are many that we know who followed the prescribed path and today they walk in the light on the firm ground above us, seemingly secure because they “did what they had to do.”

But how secure are they who did what they had to do and followed that prescribed path? Are they only secure in their minds?

Not everyone down here took a chance and failed…

No, we are not alone in the tunnel. There are the intoxicated and the drug-addicted down here. There are the gamblers who cling to the hope of lotto winnings being the ticket out, and that pursuit becomes an addiction that can’t be satiated. There are the angry who lash out at everything and everyone, and we must keep ourselves girded against them. Some are apoplectic due to the frustration of being forced to walk down here, while others are angry because they are hungover or because haven’t had enough to sufficiently satisfy the addiction.

Down here are the unemployed parents with children who are scarcely fed. Likewise, there are the working poor who rely on government assistance to help keep meat in the pot. As we walk forward with heavy-laden packs on our backs, we notice that the numbers of tunnel walkers is increasing. “Hey, I don’t belong down here” we hear some of them say, as they lament “I worked for that company for thirty years and I don’t deserve this! Where is my promised pension? I paid into it!”

None deserve the tunnel but in 2012 more are falling through the gaps in the quaking earth up top; and not just the ground that makes up the path less traveled. The floor of the tunnel is becoming a path heavily traveled below the so-called “prescribed path”, and as more are forced to walk down here the detritus and wreckage become more prevalent and a greater hazard.

With increasing frequency, we can feel the vibration of heavy equipment and the hear the stomping of the boots of tens of thousands of soldiers above us.

The numbers in the tunnel will continue to grow and the anger and despair will intensify, so we must keep focused on the light. The light is our one, true hope. The light at the end of the tunnel comes from the Bright Morning Star and no matter how hard it is or gets, we must keep focused on Him.

At the end of the tunnel we emerge to a peaceful pathway in the warmth of the sun. The path takes us across a small bridge and we then begin to ascend a winding wooden plank stairway into a lush green forest.

Now faith is the substance of things hoped for, the evidence of things not seen. It was faith that got us this far, and that very faith will carry those who can’t walk and invigorate the legs of those who still can.

There is a light at the end of the tunnel. Lord Jesus, we know you’ll come carry us home.


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