Welcome to the first Saturday Spotlight of 2015! Today I am pleased to welcome fellow PBG author Victoria Buck with her debut novel, Wake the Dead!
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Victoria lives in Central Florida, where she runs a small
business with her husband. From her home office, she walks customers through
the process of drilling for water in the southern sand while simultaneously
penning the next scene in whatever story currently demands her imagination. For
now, transhuman Chase Sterling is anxiously waiting, center stage, for what
comes next. The topic of transhumanism worked into Victoria’s inventive process
when she wondered what would happen if the prizes on the ultimate game show got
really outrageous. And who better to demonstrate the wonders of the
technologically enhanced human being that the host of the show himself? Some
readers of Wake the Dead have told
Victoria that Chase is not a very likeable protagonist in the beginning. But
they all come to know and like him. Some of them love him. He has that effect. For Victoria, he’s just one of the
made-up people making themselves comfortable in her mind. But he’s
definitely—at least until this story is done—her favorite.
Find out more by visiting Victoria's website, blog and/or connecting with her on Facebook, Twitter, Google + and/or Linked In.
What if the first man reborn of an evolutionary leap doesn”t
like his new life? Is escape even possible?
The time is right for introducing the world to the marvels of techno-medical advancements. An influential man” one loved and adored” is needed for the job” and who better than celebrity Chase Sterling? After suffering injuries no one could survive Chase is rebuilt like no one has ever seen before.
In the not-too-distant future a man-–if he can still be called a man–-breaks away from the forces taking over his life and finds new purpose in the secret world of hiding believers.
The time is right for introducing the world to the marvels of techno-medical advancements. An influential man” one loved and adored” is needed for the job” and who better than celebrity Chase Sterling? After suffering injuries no one could survive Chase is rebuilt like no one has ever seen before.
In the not-too-distant future a man-–if he can still be called a man–-breaks away from the forces taking over his life and finds new purpose in the secret world of hiding believers.
Excerpt: Chase’s first
encounter with God.
A dream or something…
He awoke in a quiet place. Definitely not on stage.
Wherever he was, it was dark. Beyond dark. A bed held him at an elevation so
that he was almost sitting upright. Shaking his head, he blinked. Nothing. He
was blind. But in his mind he could still see the light coming for him, and
Larin standing beside him.
“Hello? Is anyone there?”
“Tell me your name?”
“Chase Sterling. Where am I?”
“I mean your real name. The name your parents gave
you.”
Why would he ask him that? Nobody knew Chase Sterling
wasn’t his real name. Well, his mother knew, of course. And Kerstin knew. “Charles
Redding, but I don’t go by that. Nobody even knows my name was changed when I
got my assignment.”
“Named after your father. He used to call you Charlie.
It was your mother who first called you Chase, and the nickname stuck.”
“How do you know that? Who are you?”
He didn’t answer.
Chase rubbed his eyes. He still couldn’t see a thing. His
hands were wet, but it didn’t feel like water. He touched my fingers to his
nose. Blood.
“Excuse me, I think I’m bleeding. Could I get some
help?”
“You’ll be all right. Reach beside you—there’s a bowl
of water and a towel.”
He felt in the darkness until his hand was submerged
in cool water. He put his other hand in and rubbed away the bloody mess. He
dried his hands on the towel and used it to wipe his face. There was no pain,
but something seemed very wrong.
“What happened to me? There was some sort of flash.
Was I shot? I was on stage when a light came at me. Am I dead?”
“Do you feel dead?”
“I’d really like to know who I’m talking to. I don’t
recognize your voice. Are you a director?”
“Something like that.”
“You’re with the WR.” He was some government bigwig.
This was it—Chase’s career was over. And judging by the blindness and blood on his
hands, he wasn’t ready for any new assignment. “Can I talk to my assistant? Her
name is Melody Reese.”
“I know her.”
“Can you get her for me?”
“We have some things to go over.”
“Like what? New job? New life? I really don’t want
things to change.”
“Let’s review your life, Charles Redding. Let’s take a
look at where you came from.”
He was mocking Chase—it sounded like a line from the
show. Then a screen lit up. “Hey, I can see now. My vision is coming back.”
“Good. Watch this.”
Pamela S Thibodeaux
"Inspirational with an Edge! ™
1 comment:
Thanks, Pam and Victoria, for sharing about this intriguing book! Looking forward to reading it.
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