"I have nothing to look forward to. Eighteen years old and every vision I've ever had, every memory of the future; they've nearly all become real memories now. What you would call the past."
Ezekiel, eighteen and clairvoyant, knows the end is coming. He's been expecting it for years. But with mere weeks to go, he may have finally met his savior.
Her name is Mona, and she filled his visions long before she walked into his life. The question is — why?
REVIEWS & ENDORSEMENTS
Anthony David Jacques takes the clairvoyant anti-hero trope and brings it to the world of barhopping, horserace gambling, vagabonds. Jacques has created a story that unabashedly praises nihilism without devolving into simple cynicism; he is an author who is not afraid to let his characters discuss death in a way that lacks the romanticized baggage of much contemporary storytelling. Subliminal Messiah’s Zeek, the unlucky psychic, is Fight Club’s unnamed narrator, each living a perpetual mental haze that readers will eagerly navigate to the final page.
~ Caleb J Ross, author of Stranger Will
Continuing to cough up his superb prose with pace, Jacques here kicks hard on the accelerator to unveil stripped-back literary fiction in a polished up hot rod—featuring a desperate man named Ezekiel pinned to the wheel, odds against him, cruising in search of a saviour.
~ Andrez Bergen, author of One Hundred Years of Vicissitude
SUBLIMINAL MESSIAH is a hypnotic black comedy wrapped in a surreal vision quest dipped in the grotesque. A story of love and destiny, hope and fear, Jacques has created a modern-day Don Quixote in Ezekial Downs, and surrounded him with a cast of misfits and delinquents.
~ Richard Thomas, author of Staring Into the Abyss