Tuesday, June 26, 2012
Friday, June 15, 2012
"Sanctuary", a book excerpt
Book sample from "Sanctuary":
"Where to now, Ruth?" Noah asked as he took her by the hand and began to lead her to the truck.
"Hold on," interrupted Adam. Claire had sensed that something was troubling him. "I don't get it. What's thepoint of calling ourselves anything at all? I mean, in two days Jonah found Ruth, Noah and I found them, and now we've found Claire. I don't think things are as bad as you think they are. I think only the south east US was wiped out and the rest of the world is still out there. You guys are getting way ahead of yourselves."
Noah shook his head, "Adam," he said softly, "Remember."
"Remember what?"
"Yesterday, the day before that, and...."
Jonah cut in, "Look in the sky Adam. What do you see?"
Adam looked up, looked all around, trying to figure out the riddle, "Clouds, sun."
"What else do you see?" asked Noah. "More importantly what don't you see? What's missing? What haven't we seen in days?"
"Sky lines," Adam sighed.
"No airplanes," whispered Ruth.
"That's right," answered Noah. "And remember the radio?" Noah nudged Adam to the army vehicle and opened the doors on the drivers side. Claire gazed at amazement at all the equipment and dials and stuff she couldn't name on the dashboard. "What is all that for?" he asked, pointing at various equipment.
"Don't know," mumbled Adam.
"You do know, man," blurted Jonah, "you know they work, there's just nobody on the other end. No electricity either.
Noah explained to Claire, "When we found this thing, first thing we did was try out all the equipment, see what worked, what didn't. It has computer, GPS, satellite, you name it, oh even an old fashioned HAM radio. Everything works fine, Adam is a techie, he knows all this stuff. Anyway we didn't so much as get static on any of the channels. Adam," Noah turned towards him and laid a hand gently on his shoulder, "There might be a few others out there, might be, but life as we knew it was over a long time ago. We band together and call ourselves a tribe because it gives us hope. It gives us a purpose. We can't randomly wander in search of civilization because, like or not, we're it."
Adam slowly leaned his head onto Noah's shoulder and heaved a long sigh and let loose a stream of tears he had probably been holding in for a very long time. Claire, who had such compassion for him began to cry, then Ruth, and then finally followed by Jonah who tried to hide his tears by stepping toward Adam giving him a bear hug.
A couple minutes later, Jonah broke the silence, "Okay, so we're officially a family, or tribe, or whatever. Are we going to sit here all day or what? Time's a-wastin' and I'm hungry."
"Where to now, Ruth?" Noah asked as he took her by the hand and began to lead her to the truck.
"Hold on," interrupted Adam. Claire had sensed that something was troubling him. "I don't get it. What's thepoint of calling ourselves anything at all? I mean, in two days Jonah found Ruth, Noah and I found them, and now we've found Claire. I don't think things are as bad as you think they are. I think only the south east US was wiped out and the rest of the world is still out there. You guys are getting way ahead of yourselves."
Noah shook his head, "Adam," he said softly, "Remember."
"Remember what?"
"Yesterday, the day before that, and...."
Jonah cut in, "Look in the sky Adam. What do you see?"
Adam looked up, looked all around, trying to figure out the riddle, "Clouds, sun."
"What else do you see?" asked Noah. "More importantly what don't you see? What's missing? What haven't we seen in days?"
"Sky lines," Adam sighed.
"No airplanes," whispered Ruth.
"That's right," answered Noah. "And remember the radio?" Noah nudged Adam to the army vehicle and opened the doors on the drivers side. Claire gazed at amazement at all the equipment and dials and stuff she couldn't name on the dashboard. "What is all that for?" he asked, pointing at various equipment.
"Don't know," mumbled Adam.
"You do know, man," blurted Jonah, "you know they work, there's just nobody on the other end. No electricity either.
Noah explained to Claire, "When we found this thing, first thing we did was try out all the equipment, see what worked, what didn't. It has computer, GPS, satellite, you name it, oh even an old fashioned HAM radio. Everything works fine, Adam is a techie, he knows all this stuff. Anyway we didn't so much as get static on any of the channels. Adam," Noah turned towards him and laid a hand gently on his shoulder, "There might be a few others out there, might be, but life as we knew it was over a long time ago. We band together and call ourselves a tribe because it gives us hope. It gives us a purpose. We can't randomly wander in search of civilization because, like or not, we're it."
Adam slowly leaned his head onto Noah's shoulder and heaved a long sigh and let loose a stream of tears he had probably been holding in for a very long time. Claire, who had such compassion for him began to cry, then Ruth, and then finally followed by Jonah who tried to hide his tears by stepping toward Adam giving him a bear hug.
A couple minutes later, Jonah broke the silence, "Okay, so we're officially a family, or tribe, or whatever. Are we going to sit here all day or what? Time's a-wastin' and I'm hungry."
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Saturday, June 9, 2012
Freedom Race, an excerpt
"You beast! How dare you invade our planet and tear our lives apart, and then call us uncivilized!?" Francene screamed just to keep warm. She knew nothing she said would change his mind. Her strength was quickly fading. Becoming angry gave her a short rush of adrenalin.
Fromar scooped up a handful of rocks and began throwing them at Francene, then Nina and Patty. Oh, god, they thought, as the rocks pelted their bodies, we're going to be stoned to death, just like they did in the Bible. Francene remembered the story her grandmother told her about the adulterous woman facing stoning and how Jesus saved her and about Stephen being stoned to death.
The people in the complex had begun to come back outside when they saw the Prinatorian leader return. They felt helpless, afraid to do anything to help. The aliens were shocked, confused, why is our leader doing this? This is not right. Has he gone mad? If I try to stop him, what will he do to me? What will the others do to me? Fromar saw the people and ordered them and his guards to throw rocks, but they just stood there, including the aliens, and stared, dumbfounded. This made him angrier so he threw harder, hitting the three prisoners with sharp accuracy. The blood from the prisoners wounds stained the freshly fallen snow, slowly draining them of their life.
Freedom Race, an independently published novel.
Friday, June 8, 2012
Book covers
I have decided to change two of my book covers. What do you think I should do to make them better?
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