About
the Book
Title:
RUN Ragged
Author:
Kari Aguila
Genre:
Suspense / Science-Fiction / Women’s Fiction
Would
anything change if women ruled the world?
In
a devastated country, those in charge rule by fear, inequality, and
oppression. Rhia, a strong and independent sea captain, just wants to
keep her head down and do her job, unitl she finds herself trapped in
a re-education facility designed to help people fit into the rules of
the New Way Forward. The warden claims to be guiding those in her
care, but Rhia quickly sees the cracks in the system. As she is faced
with torture and brainwashing, those cracks become gaping holes that
threaten to pull her down into the depths of despair. Can Rhia resist
the slow subversion of re-education and become the reluctant hero the
new world needs?
RUN
Ragged is
the thrilling second story by the award-winning author of Women’s
Work. This
brilliantly imagined novel is both a scathing satire and a profoundly
poignant look at the price we are willing to pay for peace and what
we are willing to ignore to keep our conscience clear.
Author
Bio
Kari Aguila was the
recipient of an IndieReader Discovery Award for her first novel,
Women’s Work.
Her stories are gripping and thought-provoking looks at gender
stereotypes and relationships set in a dystopic future. She is also
an avid gardener, geologist, outdoor enthusiast and mother of three.
Aguila lives in Seattle with her family. RUN
Ragged is her second novel.
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RUN Ragged Excerpt:
With
her wrench size properly adjusted, Rhia tightened the bolt, then
shoved the barrels against the rail. “Well, it’s better.” She
looked around and noticed the rise and fall of the bow as stronger
waves rolled beneath her. “Wind’s picking up. Don’t worry,
Betty. I’m not going anywhere.” She set her hand on the cool
metal of the deck rail. “I feel sorry for people who don’t have a
boat like you to talk to, girl. We have so many great conversations.
Can you imagine if anyone overheard us? They’d realize I’m really
an idiot, and I get all my great ideas from you.”
She
smiled to herself in the last of the sunset, then sighed. “I don’t
know, maybe you’re right. Sometimes I wonder if it might be nice to
take someone on . . .” The end of the sentence
slipped away into the stiffening wind, and she turned to rub a thin
layer of waterproofing beeswax around the tightened bolt.
Satisfied
that the exterior of the boat was secure, Rhia made her way into the
cabin and put away the few pillows and books that lay on the small
L-shaped couch behind the captain’s chair. After stowing anything
that could fall or fly into the cupboards and cabinets designed to
hold them, and double-checking that everything was in its proper
place, she finally stepped to her small galley, pulled a bowl from
the mini-fridge, and tugged one of her two forks off the magnetic
strip mounted on the wall above the sink.
Rhia
flopped down cross-legged on the firm cushion of the couch. She
opened the blue rubber lid of the bowl and began to eat the cold
salmon, carrot, and rice stew, barely noticing the increased sway of
the boat below her.
With
the boat secure and dinner over, Rhia brushed her teeth at the tiny
kitchen sink and went below to her berth. Without turning on the
single overhead light, she pulled off her clothes and stuffed them
into a small mesh hammock hanging from the low ceiling. She tugged
back the faded blue-jean quilt tucked around the narrow lower bunk
built into the side of the small room, and lay down naked on the cool
sheet. Heaving a final sigh, she let herself be rocked to sleep.
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