The story of Occabot takes place in a parallel world. So too the imagination of author Robert Eisenhart seems to have boarded a parallel track embarking to the steampunk world. He has arrived at a literary genre without even knowing it existed. Is it possible to be prophetic looking backward? Is it possible to see what is right there in front of you as if seeing it for the very first time. Enter the compulsion that is occabot. The sap from an occabot plant is processed into a putty, shaped into a disc, wrapped in an adhesive gauze, and then pressed onto the forehead. Who would come up with such a peculiar thing? Whoever it was he was onto something. The occabot interacts with electrochemical emanations from inside an area of the brain. The patch begins to glow, a cold pulsating light, and the person wearing it... Well, it's exhilarating. It imparts a kind of pick-me-up. Unfortunately, it comes at a cost. Gregory Ash is hooked on occabot. His battle to quit the dependency snowballs out of control and pulls into its sphere an unlikely cast of characters. Together with an anarchist firebrand, a terminally ill capitalist, a loose-cannon mercenary, and a to-die-for heiress, Gregory wages war against a malignant, corporate machine. No mover and shaker is he. In the throes of an occabot fit he vandalizes an occabot vending kiosk. Taggers all heed the writing on the wall. Subversive cog disrupting the gears of the machine. Subconscious visionary on the scene. He is but a hapless hero who has accidentally triggered a sociological tsunami. Now he’s left to ride the waves of history-in-the-making. He has no idea where he is going. And neither will you as you read this creation of allegorical steampunk adventure. The plot builds to a full head of steam as it transports you from mundane to revelation darkly. The perfect companion piece for the person attempting to quit… Warning: When it’s over, you may experience withdrawal.