My Alternative Universe
I lay in the hospital paralysed after a collision with a lorry.
Book Summary
My Alternative Universe
I lay in the hospital paralysed after a collision with a lorry. I spent nearly a year staring straight ahead at cream-coloured walls. I had plenty of time to contemplate my future while an ambulance crew stretchered me to my bedroom at home. I was now my wife’s problem, apart from the occasional visit from the doctor.
After two years, I learned how to turn the pages in a book using a mouth-held device while the book rested on a book pillow. Occasionally I would glance at the white wall and a picture, showing someone walking into the light, suggesting there is an afterlife. I secretly hope there are aliens somewhere on another world. Perhaps It’s wishful thinking.
My wife, Judith, would enter my room around 9 p.m. after I was bored stupid from watching the
television and lay my head on the pillow.
What transpires next is beyond my comprehension, unable to struggle, gasping for breath.
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About the Author
Sylvester Roberts
Age is a myth. You’re as old as you feel. I take each day as it comes, usually starting to write a few pages in my next book. I enjoy theorising about the afterlife. Some people dismiss the subject as pure folly until you experience a brilliant white light while stepping from here into somewhere else; keep an open mind.
I enjoy riding my bicycle through the countryside while I work out the next scene in my book.
Sometimes we travel to Scotland and South Wales, where many of the ideas for my books originate.
I was born on a farm, then ventured into running my own business before taking early retirement to enjoy my passions. I don’t tend to write overly complicated stories or make someone run for a dictionary to understand what is written.
All royalties from my books go directly to the air ambulance.
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I lay in the hospital paralysed after a collision with a lorry.