Hopes
and
Dreams: Stuck on AutoDrive is a novel about inventing the
self-driving car and trying to live happily-ever-after.
It's about possibilities and opportunities.
Everyone has multiple futures, multiple chances to do
what is right. The narrator knows most everything there is to know
about cars
that drive themselves, but he doesn't understand his own dreams.
This
is an adventure in America's backyard. There are exotic,
unexplored places and interesting people without having to travel all
the way to India. It's about figuring out what's going on and what's
going to happen. It's about Double Bubble cola and Major Munch cereal.
It's also about how to get into trouble without really trying.
The Excerpts
Psst
- Here's a quick guide to living Happily-Ever-After
Ordering Hopes and Dreams: Stuck on AutoDrive
ISBN:
978-0-9796098-0-0
592 pages, hardcover with dustjacket
(judge it by its
cover)
More information
This should be the best book you've
ever read... if you like books that are interesting without taking
themselves too seriously. Hopes
and Dreams: Stuck on
AutoDrive is a novel that doesn't take itself seriously.
Even serious subjects don't have to be taken seriously. Sometimes the
most intelligent approach to serious subjects is not to take them too
seriously.
This is about inventing the self-driving
car. That's what AutoDrive is. AutoDrive and many other inventions in
this story are right around the corner. The stuff is too close to be
science fiction.
How does AutoDrive
work? AutoDrive components are adapted to existing vehicles to enable
them to operate without intervention over public streets and highways.
The key components are the internal sensors (input controls), the
external sensors, and the AutoDrive Engine Control Unit, which
remembers what everything is. The inventor of AutoDrive is an expert at
memory. Despite other plans, he showed up on time for the beginning of
the novel. And that's where he falls in love.
I hate
to disagree with all the storybooks that have ever been written, but
falling in love is easy. Yes, love is easy. When I was a kid, I fell in
love every other week and sometimes twice on weekends. The tough part
of love is knowing when to take off the gorilla suit. The tougher part
of love is learning to communicate... to talk and listen. And the
toughest part of all, the grand poohbah trick of relationships, is to
learn to grow together and to genuinely live happily-ever-after. That's
the part the storybooks gloss over.
Life is a car
ride. (Wow! Philosophy on the Internet!) Sometimes you are in the
driver's seat, and sometimes you are along for the ride. Sometimes it's
about the journey, and sometimes it's about the destinations.
Destinations.
Plural. There isn't a destiny. There are destinations. Futures.
Everyone has more than one. Multiple futures means you have multiple
possibilities. You have choices.
Did you miss a
turn? You can always go back, as long as you're still in the
neighborhood. You can do it. You can be that person you want to be. Or
you don't have to. It's up to you. Take a snow day and think about it.
So
far, we've talked about inventing the self-driving car, the toughest
parts of living happily-ever-after, and we've
talked about the meaning
of life. Not bad for a section titled More
Information. Just think what's in store for you in the 592
page novel, Hopes and
Dreams: Stuck on
AutoDrive. The novel is about all of the things just
mentioned, plus it's about the American Dream and a
Minnesota where
history comes alive in a brighter future. And it's about some people
who want to make a difference in their lives.
Hopes
and Dreams: Stuck on
AutoDrive
Ask for it anywhere you want
it to be.
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If people could have half their Wishes,
they would doubles their Troubles.
W-What? No self-driving car? Step aside, I'll invent the thing!
(thumps his chest, coughs)
Man is a tool-making animal.
Hey, Poor Richard, knock it off.
(wheezes)
Genius is one percent... Get away from me! Damned moths.
I was talking about this book...
He that can compose himself
is wiser than he that composes books.
What is the use of a book
without pictures or conversation?
My novel has conversations.
Are they real?
No. There are mock conversations. Mocversations.
I wish more conversations were mocversations.
That way we could say they just didn't happen.
Some people like ping-pong.
Other people like digging over graves.
They're all escapes from now.
People will do anything rather than be here and now.
Is that from a song?
No. It t'isn't.
It sounds like a song.