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If you could have one paranormal ability, what would it be?
The ability to find any lost object. If that wasn’t available, telekinesis, just because it has so many possible uses.
What is one thing your readers would be most surprised to learn about you?
I’ve never actually flown an ultralight.
When writing descriptions of your hero/ine, what feature do you start with?
Size/height, just because it’s the first thing somebody is likely to notice, unless something else is even more conspicuous. I don’t describe the color of the eyes until the point where somebody would get close enough to notice.
Are you a plotter or a pantser?
I’m a plotter, up to a point. Very often I’ll come up with a general outline, then realize about halfway through that about a dozen different things have to change.
Did you learn anything from writing this book? If so, what?
Don’t get hung up on writing the perfect fight scene or the perfect climax. Let the story come to whatever conclusion makes the most sense and is emotionally satisfying.
Ever since Locksmith found the portal to the future, he has been wondering who or what was responsible for the empty, uninhabited world he found.
Now he knows—and now he has to fight them.
He thought he had fifteen years in which to prevent the extinction of the human species.
Now, he has only hours.
When the portal is stolen by a cabal of dangerous fanatics, his mother and many of his friends are trapped on the other side. Now the enemy is after him, and the only way to thwart their genocidal plan is to retake the portal and hold it—at both ends.
With very little time left, a handful of allies who don't trust each other, almost no chance of success and the survival of humanity itself at stake… Locksmith is going to war.
Read an Excerpt
Rikki’s first plan of escape
Rikki’s first plan of escape was simple — wait for somebody to open the door, then pounce on them, beat them up and start running. She couldn’t act on this plan until the drug wore off.
She was still feeling jittery from the drug when the lights went out, leaving her in something very close to pitch darkness. The tags on her ears glowed in the dark. The lights stayed off for a fair stretch of time — it might have been an hour. Before long, even with the drug out of her system her pupils had dilated to the point where the light that leaked in under the doorway looked like a line of yellow-white fire, dimly illuminating the room.
Then she heard the footsteps out the in the hall. Someone was headed this way. Rikki pointed herself at the doorway and got herself into a sprinter’s crouch like she’d seen Lock do.
The footsteps stopped in front of the door to her cell. She could see the shadows of somebody’s feet. Just one person. Good. Heavier than average, from the sound of the footsteps, but still better than trying to tackle two or more people at once. Her leg muscles were ready to launch her at the enemy. She got her fists into position. A few good blows to the solar plexus and kidneys…
About the Author:
He is the author of several short plays, including the award-winning The Worst Super Power Ever and The Picture of Health. He is also writing the sequel to his 2018 science fiction novel Altered Seasons: Monsoonrise, which vividly imagines the dislocations that follow when the Arctic Sea ice finally melts and the Chesapeake Bay is drowned by the effects of climate change.
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