I admit it. This is a dismal story. A well-meaning reporter told me that dark would be a better choice of word. I think, to be honest, I will stick with dismal. It is a portrayal of a slowly decaying humanity and a fast-spreading apathy. I purposely omitted any semblance of redemption. This helps to convey the overall theme. Things can, and do, fall apart even when you do all the “right things.”
This is the kind of book that I would have loved to write a paper about in school. I would have hung my jaw in confusion upon finishing it ( Like I did with The Bald Soprano ), and then I would have eviscerated it to get to everything buried inside the story. Choking Butterflies is riddled with symbols, and it leaves the reader with a sense of uneasiness and a plethora of things to think about. My goal was to illustrates inhumanity on a believable level.
The right readers will love this book. But a warning to all others: True to many people’s lives, it is not warm and fuzzy.