Brian Eckert

“What normies don’t appreciate, and what is central to the thesis of Brian Eckert’s debut novel, is that irrational, superstitious, or religious thought did not die and is not sequestered to the confines of a building with cross inside. It permeates the nation-state, and the media, globally.”

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“Eckert’s takes on the commercialization of nature as well as the bureaucratic bloat and social overreach of multinational corporations’ quasi-totalitarian methods toe the line between prophetic visions of near-dystopian futures and satirical takes on the current political climate.”

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I live in a seaside motel. On nights the ocean is lively I can lie in bed and hear it murmur midnight elegies. When I’m having trouble sleeping the sounds of the sea’s salty breath draws me out into the darkness wearing my LED headlamp. I cross Route 1A, scramble over the Army Corps of Engineer-constructed berm, and stand before the Atlantic.

The ocean during the day inspires thoughts of nature’s majesty and human frailty. This does not change at night, but the darkness lends a sense that the massive, writhing body of water is sinister.

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