I’m giving away on Goodreads 100 copies (Kindle version) of book 1 of the brand new Forgotten Child Trilogy.
That’s right! 100 copies.
ENTER TO GET YOURS HERE ON GOODREADS!
I want to get this book into the hands of as many people as possible. Why? Because I believe in this story. I had a blast writing it, and I want to share the enjoyment.
If she wanted help changing the world for one forgotten child, she chose the wrong man. Seventy-two-year-old Francis Frick would scorn his own family to close another deal. But Bee doesn’t see the world like you or me. She is an optimist, searching for potential where none exists, and so she hovers above Frick’s bed every night, eating pomegranates and waiting for his eyes to open to the possibilities. One night, it finally happens. A rogue droplet of juice slips through her fingers and hits the sleeping Manhattan businessman on the forehead, thrusting him on a series of baffling adventures to some of the twentieth century’s most brutal regimes—all to help Bee save a forgotten child of history.
A Man Too Old for a Place Too Far is part one of The Forgotten Child Trilogy—a one-of-a-kind adventure that mixes time travel, magical realism, and historical fiction into a contemporary story about an old man, his estranged daughter, and a tiny flying person in a white robe, who chooses to believe that anything can happen with enough prodding and an endless supply of pomegranates.
In this scene, American mission worker is living on the edge, running away from his marital problems, trying to outrun a police car after he had too much to drink. This excerpt gives you a glimpse of the fictional capital city of Sunay City.
The car hit its siren and weaved through the cross-traffic in hot pursuit of the brazen fugitive. Tobin felt empowered as he laughed at the image in his side mirrors before turning left into a small alleyway. A hundred meters down, he turned right onto a smaller alley and sped out of sight into the frenzied maze of the Sunay City slum, where the crowds spill onto the streets at every hour of the day. Vendors lined each side yelling at their customers. Children played games with broken remnants of the city. Men sat at hawker stands and chatted about politics. They all were inconvenienced by the man on the motorcycle, who made their already treacherous lives that much more dangerous. The same disarray that hid Tobin in its midst, blocked the police car within the first hundred yards of the first alleyway. A motorcycle carrying twelve crates of chickens slid into the car, knocking several of them to the ground and scattering the chickens in all directions. He cursed at the police car as the officers stepped out, futilely looking for traces of the foreigner. Tobin knew he was free, and he laughed at his cleverness and dumb luck.
Which Half David is a modern-day retelling of the historical story of King David set in the fictional Southeast Asian nation of the Sulu Republic.
Available as an Amazon Kindle ebook for $2.99. On Amazon Kindle Here.
Available on paperback from any on-line retailer, including free world-wide shipping from the Book Depository: Paperback here!
My second novel, The Recluse Storyteller, now has a permanent e-book price of $1.99. And in addition to that super low price, it now has expanded distribution through a myriad of outlets. So now there’s no excuse!
This is a really fun novel that you can’t give up on in the beginning. It has a unique structure of story inside of story inside of story… if you are a little lost at first, it’s okay. I promise, it will all come together in due time. It’s a combination of four stories told by our crazy recluse, but it is also the story of the recluse herself. It’s a great weaving mess of fun storytelling. So please do check it out. It’s now available in various ebook formats at all of the following retailers.
Amazon KINDLE HERE!
Barnes & Noble NOOK Book HERE!
Kobo – coming this week!
Apple – available on ITunes!
And many more. If you have a favorite ebook vendor, chances are The Recluse Storyteller is now available there.
My debut novel, Beauty Rising, will also be heading to expanded distribution in the near future. I’ll let you know. Thanks for your support.
Authors, especially indie authors, have to fight and claw for every reader they get. It’s an incredibly crowded field in the publishing world these days. Hundreds of thousands of writers of various backgrounds, pedigrees, and experience have published their books in a myriad of places for the reach of millions of readers. The world has never had more books. The world has never had more authors. The world has never had more readers. The world has never had more opportunity.
Think about how lucky Charles Dickens was. Dickens traveled to America as a celebrity in a time there were few celebrities. He would hold readings and people would gather to listen to him recant his tales in person. But really, how much market competition did Dickens have when he’s competing against two dozen writers? (BTW: totally made up number to make a point.) Plus, Dickens didn’t have to compete with other entertainment medium. No Internet. No TV. No cinema. It was either a Dickens’ story or Uncle Jed recalling his move out west on the wagon train.
So hopefully I’ve established the fact that indie authors of 2016 have to work twice as hard to break through the noise and be noticed by readers.
That’s why it’s extra special when you know your book is being read.
I recently did my largest promotion ever. I’ll be sure to share some facts about it later. But what I have noticed is that the book I promoted is getting many reads by folks using Kindle Unlimited. I especially like to see the numbers roll in that thousands of my pages are being read, because that means that THOUSANDS OF MY PAGES ARE BEING READ. While I am writing this, someone is sitting with their Kindle and reading a novel by Mark W Sasse. That’s still the most amazing thought as a writer. My book was chosen over how many hundreds of thousands (if not millions) of other available books.
That’s pretty special. I never take it for granted, and it makes me want to work harder as a writer so I can produce more stories for more people.
Thanks for reading. Now back to my story.
My newest novel will be on 99 cent promotion on Kindle from December 19 – December 26.
Where else can you get hours of riveting entertainment for 99 cents?
I may be biased, but check out the independent reviews and decide for yourself. I think you’ll agree, this is a great deal!
Get your 99 cent copy HERE! Read reviews! 4.8 stars on Amazon!
I received an email this week that said the following (no I didn’t make this up):
“I just finished A Love Story and thought you should know that I think it is wonderful! Any story that makes you think about your own life; what you could do better; what you should do more or less of to affect positive change…that’s a winner to me.”
There you have it. Anonymous email person said it better than I could.
Please pick up a copy, share with others, write a review, and enjoy!
If you haven’t had a chance yet, “Beauty Rising” – my debut novel from 2012 – is still running a 99 cent sale for 2 more days on Kindle.
It’s a fast, fun, and unexpected read. You can read one of the 85 reviews on Amazon, and even pop through the first couple chapters for free. I hope they hook you in.
Get Beauty Rising HERE!
Also available in paperback:
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To celebrate my latest novel’s first 99 Cent Sale on Amazon, I’m happy to offer an exclusive excerpt. Here’s a piece where Gerald stares into the face of his true adversary – the man on his country’s money:
“If I was a man, I’d have my revenge.” He leaned against the table. “What revenge would that be?” he asked himself. “Gomez said it himself, if I need someone to blame then just look around. Look around at this crummy house. Cold in the winter. Suffocating in the summer. Holes the size of Reoux rats, who have staked their claim to happiness. This place spawns rats, not humans. Look around! Blame is in the eye of the beholder. It’s so easy to see. You’ve exchanged my happiness for a pile of cash. Is that what you want?” He yelled the last line and violently upturned the table, sending all the loose bills scattering onto the kitchen floor. “Here, rats, come and feast on my fortune. Come and dine on my happiness. Lick the bills and tear a hole through the face of the one who surely is to blame for your wealth and my plight.” Gerald got on all fours and reached for a colorful denomination, lifting it up towards the window light. “There you are, President Antoine. I haven’t had the pleasure of having you in this house very often recently. But look at you now, covering my floor like the shavings of wood in a carpenter’s shop. At death you come. At death you finally show up to stake your claim on our lives. At death you arrive but for what? So I can walk upon you?” Gerald stood up and jumped up and down on the money. “So I can jump on you? So I can push your greasy face into the rat tracks of my kitchen floor?” He walked all over the money, but stopped quickly to look once again at the bill still in his hand. “But Antoine, you came too late. You came much too late. If you had arrived several months ago, Rosia would be alive. Did you hear that Antoine? Rosia and my son would still be alive if you had come earlier. You have the means of doing good, but you purposely choose evil. You purposefully spit your venom on everyone. I thought we were friends. Compatriots. Brothers. I worked for you. I, Gerald Jon Sanpatri, worked for you. I never opposed you as I should have. And this is how you repay me? I was loyal to you and disloyal to myself, and this is how you repay me?” He stared deeply into the face on the bill. “It’s you! You’re to blame for everything. Everything! Everything!” yelled Gerald loudly and ripped the bill in several pieces, tossing it into the air. “I don’t want your blood money! I don’t want your gifts and flowers! I only want one thing: revenge. I shall have it, or I shall have death.”
SALE ENDS SEPT 26! Pick your copy up HERE!
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