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GENRE: Sci-fi/Fantasy
Telepathy creates as
many problems as it solves, as most of the members of the secret organization
x0 would admit. When new member Lola discovers another group of telepaths with
a completely different approach, those problems multiply at the speed of
thought.
Soon, Lola’s family and
friends are in danger. Lucky for her, she’s not your average budding psychic.
Each person with whom she is close has a special gift of their own. That’s
good, because it’s going to take every power they possess to keep this other
group from succeeding with their plan to eradicate x0.
Excerpt:
The first thing that Lola noticed was stillness. It was disorienting,
this lack of movement, lack of rocking. She reached out a hand to steady
herself and noticed that her hand moved outward, doing her bidding. Okay. The
restraints were gone.
The next thing she noticed was that she felt stronger.
Perhaps she’d been fed, even exercised. She tried to recall, but only found a
thick, sticky syrup where her memories of the last few days should have been.
Scopolamine. The drug that made one forget something as
important as the birth of one’s own child. Surely keeping five scared captives
in a fog for a week had been no challenge at all for this chemical compound.
She started to laugh at the absurdity of it and caught herself just as a hand
wrapped around her other forearm squeezed hard.
“Shh.” It sounded like Xuha’s voice. Wait, hadn’t he been
her captor all along? No, that couldn’t be right. Why would Xuha kidnap her?
It was then that she realized that she was walking,
blindfolded, with Xuha’s hand on her left arm, guiding her with a firmness that
was keeping her safe.
She took a breath. She no longer smelled fish or the ocean
or vomit or any of the other unpleasant odors that had surrounded her for days.
She took a deeper breath and heard a voice that she was pretty sure belonged to
Warren Moore.
“That’s good. Walk her in front of that chair and have her
sit there. Good. Remove her blindfold and then you can sit in the other one.”
She felt Xuha’s hands pull the covering off her eyes, and
she blinked hard as the bright mid-summer sun streaming through a window hit her
face. She closed her eyes again.
“Yes, I suppose the light can be a little intense at first,”
Warren said.
She felt his pride at having engineered this exact way to
begin the discussion.
“Truth can be like that, Lola—hard to take in all at once, particularly
when one has been in the dark for a while.”
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AUTHOR Bio and Links:
She
published her first science fiction short story long ago, and then waited a lot
of tables while she looked for inspiration for the next story. When it finally
came, it declared to her that it had to
be whole book, nothing less. One night, while digesting this disturbing piece
of news, she drank way too many shots of ouzo with her boyfriend. She woke up
thirty-one years later demanding to know what was going on.
The
boyfriend, who she had apparently long since married, asked her to calm down
and explained that in a fit of
practicality she had gone back to school and gotten a degree in geophysics and
had spent the last 28 years interpreting seismic data in the oil industry. The
good news, according to Mr. Cronin, was that she had found it at least mildly
entertaining and ridiculously well-paying
The bad news was that the two of them had still managed to spend almost
all of the money.
Apparently
she was now Mrs. Cronin, and the further good news was that they had produced
three wonderful children whom they loved dearly, even though to be honest that
is where a lot of the money had gone. Even better news was that Mr. Cronin turned out to be a warm-hearted, encouraging
sort who was happy to see her awake and ready to write. "It's about
time," were his exact words.
Sherrie
Cronin discovered that over the ensuing decades Sally Ride had already managed
to become the first woman in space and apparently had done a fine job of it. No
one, however, had written the book that had been in Sherrie's head for decades.
The only problem was, the book informed her sternly that it had now grown into
a six book collection. Sherrie decided that she better start writing it before
it got any longer. She's been wide awake ever since, and writing away.
Author
Social Media Links
Twitter:
@cinnabar01
Facebook:
www.facebook.com/Number46Ascending
Goodreads:
www.goodreads.com/author/show/5805814.Sherrie_Cronin
Amazon:
www.amazon.com/Sherrie-Cronin/e/B007FRMO9Q
Blog:
46ascending.org/
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3 comments:
great excerpt!
Thanks Lisa, DanieX and Victoria. I'm enjoying visiting all these blogs and learning about the interesting featured books. Like most writers, I need to get out more. :) Hope you all will come see me at another stop or two before my tour is done.
Congrats on the new book and good luck on the book tour!
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