I wrote the opening lines of this blurb thinking they would hook the reader via empathy. Now that I’m looking at it with fresh eyes, I think maybe I was tequila-goggling.
Ever wish you had a wise and trustworthy adult confidante during your childhood to prepare your younger self for what life had in store? Imagine what you could have accomplished had you been equipped to defend yourself against those who meant you harm; if you knew in advance to avoid your worst decisions; and didn't squander your best years applying your blood, sweat and tears to pursuit of dreams that would dwindle in importance as you matured.
That's what happens for young Pete Bedaurn when his time-traveling uncle appears to preemptively rescue Pete from a destiny of failure and regret.
Probably gonna rewrite this soon.
Yes please. You are devaluing the true attributes of the story