Remember
The Maelstrom
Josh
Sinason
Genre: Sci-fi Romance
Publisher: TWB Press
Number of pages: 40
Word Count: 10,000
Book Description:
A botched investigation into the
past triggers a domino effect, thrusting T.I. Agent Amanda West into a race to
get home to the man she loves in a future that may no longer exist.
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Excerpt:
“Let’s go,
rookie.” I set my blaster on stun. “I want to be home in time for dinner.”
Corporal Winger
nodded and drew his gun.
I noticed his
hand shake. That should have been my first cue something was wrong. He clutched
his gun so tense his knuckles turned white. This was his first op, and it
already went way far south way too soon. This was just supposed to be a routine
run: bring back a fugitive who had bolted through an unauthorized time portal.
We were the closest ship to it. He was just one guy, but he had a gun. Who
would have thought things could’ve gone so wrong?
I kissed the
scar on my right hand before we chased him through Central Park in the year
2014. It was a silly ritual, but when I found myself far from home, I started
to get superstitious. On cold nights, when time, space, and a universe kept me
away, I’d look at that scar and think about Parker.
Winger was a
hair faster than me catching up with our time jumper. Maybe if I’d been there a
second or two sooner I could have stopped him, but I arrived just in time to
watch him aim his gun. I was just within view when our jumper pulled in a
hostage, a little girl, something that would’ve made any experienced agent hold
his fire.
Winger was just
reacting on instinct. He didn’t pull
back in time, and the guy held the kid in front of him. The scene played out in
slow motion. Maybe Winger thought he could make a head-shot on the perp, or
maybe he just fired in the heat of the moment; we were both tired. All I knew
was, as the girl and our jumper fell to the ground, the look of horror on
Winger’s face didn’t last long.
I’d never seen a
person fade from existence before, not until that moment. The theory, according
to Temporal Investigations, was that one dies before actually disappearing
completely. Sheer shock and horror was the killer, like falling off a tall
building. But Winger looked me in the eyes the entire time, silently pleading
for help as he faded right in front of me. I reached out to grab his hand, but
it vanished, and that’s when I noticed my scar begin to ghost.
I didn’t know
who that little girl was. Maybe she had invented something that made the
Galactic Conferences possible, or maybe she was the grandmother of the
grandmother of someone who assigned cores in the Academy, and because she no
longer existed in the future, Parker and I may have ended up in different
course plans. Or maybe she did something at just the right moment, a move in
one direction or another, a decade from now, and things just fell into place
for us. It was impossible to tell what could happen without her influence, but
I feared something was wrong. I could have lost Parker already without even
knowing it.
When I saw that
scar on my hand ghost, I knew it was a sign that the time stream was starting
to realign. We were briefed on ghosting at the Academy. They told us to run;
they said always run back to the ship, flat out as fast as we could. But we all
knew the truth. We couldn’t outrun a time realignment. It would be like
outrunning the hand of the universe.
The moment I saw
that scar flicker, I took off in a dead sprint back to the ship and leaped into
the captain’s chair. As the controls came on around me I felt the hum of the
hyperspace time bubble curling around the ship like a warm blanket. Then, when
I tried to catch my breath, I felt a hot sting in my gut. Our jumper had
managed to get off a shot, and as luck would have it, his blaster charge went
straight through Winger’s ghosting body and hit me in the stomach. I did my
best to breathe slowly, but each inhale felt like razor blades slicing through
my chest. I winced and put pressure on the singed and bloody wound then
throttled up the engines.
About
the Author:
Josh Sinason grew up in DeKalb,
Illinois, and has been featured in the Two With Water reading series and at
DIY-Film.com.
In addition he has won the Creativity
in Media award for his work on www.stairwellblog.com
His work has been recently
featured in Burroughs Publishing Lunchbox Romance Line and Eternal Press’ young
adult fiction line.
Interview
Chicago
Tell us your latest news?
I have a full novel, Vienna Sky, coming out this year.
When and why did you begin writing?
I began writing because it’s just where my mind went
at the end of a hard day. I really
started writing seriously in late high school after I had a great creative
writing teacher.
When did you first consider yourself a writer?
I first read my work at an event and someone asked
for an autograph. Granted there weren’t
many people there because I was followed by a guy who did a twenty minute
non-stop spoken word poem but it was still nice.
What inspired you to write your first book?
I just stated typing and eventually something
coherent enough came out that I figured I could find someone to buy it.
Do you have a specific writing style?
I did stand up comedy for a little bit and I feel
like that influence my writing style. Up
there you’re telling a story just the same as in a book. Just like doing stand up I try to write like
I’m having a very one sided conversation with the audience.
How did you come up with the title?
I thought it had a nice ring to it. It sounds a little bit like a book about a
boat and the “lost at sea” vibe was a lot of what I was going for with Remember
The Maelstrom.
Is there a message in your novel that you want
readers to grasp?
Don’t look for happiness in where you want to go,
find it in where you are.
How much of the book is realistic?
I think the relationship dynamic is pretty
realistic. The way out two leads
interact feels genuine to me. They both
want the same things, but they just don’t know how to go about getting them.
Are experiences based on someone you know, or events
in your own life?
This was based on some events I observed from
friends in relationships.
What books have most influenced your life most?
White Noise by Don Delillio and Amazing Adventures
of Kavelier and Clay by Michael Chabon,
If you had to choose, which writer would you
consider a mentor?
I read a lot of what David Liss and John Scalzi says
about writing so they’d be interesting to talk to.
What book are you reading now?
I just started The Outlaw Chronicles by Angus
Donald. It’s a pretty interesting take
on Robin Hood with a geopolitical bent.
Are there any new authors that have grasped your
interest?
I tend to read what friends give me as far as new
authors. Scott Sigler is pretty good but
I’m not sure how new he is.
What are your current projects?
I’m editing some things, a comedy-drama set in the
80s which I think will turn out well. And I have Vienna Sky coming out soon from Eternal Press. You can also still get my paranormal romance A Linger In The Echo.
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