by Rob BuckmanPublish: Mar 08, 2025Science Fiction
Book Overview
From the moment he woke up in the center of the strange meadow, all Andrew MacFarland could think to say was, "What the bloody hell is going on!" as nothing made any sense. At 65 year old and 50 pounds overweight, you don't go running around the bush like a damn teenager, yet that's exactly, what he was doing, so he had to be ... dreaming; at least that’s what he tried to tell himself. Nothing was right, not the trees, flowers or insects. His bum knees and back, from old wounds should be playing merry hell but weren't, but, as crazy as this situation was, that wasn’t the worst of it. Somewhere behind him someone, someone he couldn't see was trying to kill him…read more
BIOGRAPHY Having written so many stories for myself to help improve my writing skill, I thought it was time for other people to assess how well I did… or not. Writing it so much fun, as you can as you can subject your characters to so many possible, and near impossible feats of daring do as I can. I try to convey, as much at... mosphere, and 'feeling' as possible into the story, so my readers become silent witness to the events. If I can impart the full range of sight, sound, and emotional impact while they enjoy the unfolding story, then I have succeeded. If my characters could speak outside the book, they'd probably all say that they hate me.read more
