TITLE: Timesnatched: Pole Star (Book One of a Trilogy)
AUTHOR: B.D. Boyle
GENRE: Time travel/Science Fiction
BOOK BLURB:
Annabelle is reading.
Jack is helping out the sheriff.
Nicolas is playing in the backyard.
Ordinary teens doing ordinary things . . .
. . . until the explosion of a silent tornado pulls all three into the swirling vortex of time, into the distant future, and into the ruthless clutches of a Federation bent on controlling the world.
The Timesnatcher has impossibly intertwined the teens’ time trails into the fabric of the past, present and future. It will take the wits of all three young people to unravel the intricate time paradox; but, with Nicolas’s inventions at hand to bend time and space, they might just pull it off.
EXCERPT:
The left front leg of the charging elephant was lifted, its trunk was raised; and, with a tilt of its head, its tusks were thrust forward like two mighty bayonets. Its red, beady eyes were full of fury and its mouth was open in a silent scream of rage.
Annie Dibble stood before the stuffed beast almost wishing it was alive. At the moment, she would have preferred to take her chances with the elephant rather than face the ire of the man who stood just ten feet away.
“I asked you a question, Miss Dibble.”
“And, I believe I gave you my answer.” Annie turned away from the enormous elephant that filled half of General Graff’s office in the Federation headquarters building in New York City.
“Yes—your impertinent answer!” said General Graff, his lips flapping as he spoke. “You have no idea with whom you are dealing.”
“So, you are asking me to recant the things I said over Radio Free America?”
“I am not asking. You will submit to my wishes and you will do it willingly.”
“And, just when did I give that speech? You keep snatching me out of whatever time I happen to be in.” Annie stepped away from the general. “It’s quite confusing.”
“You gave your speech not four hours ago. I sat in my chair right over there and heard every word. Apparently, our previous conversation had no affect whatever on you.”
“Apparently.”
“Miss Dibble, you are a very influential force in the world. I intend making you my ally or the world will never hear from you again. I don’t plan to set you up as a martyr for your cause, but I can make you disappear. In fact, there are a number of interesting ways to accomplish that. I hope I don’t have to show you how it could be done.”
“General, when I first came into this warped world of yours, I’ll admit I was totally ignorant. I was curious as to what you had to say when Jack and I were first in your office. I’ve learned a lot since then. If my voice gives hope to an otherwise hopeless world, then I won’t silence it—you’ll have to do that yourself.”
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AUTHOR BIOGRAPHY:
Thirty years ago, I was whisked away on a 20-year U.S. Air Force adventure, traveling all over the planet and bringing eight children into the world. Our travels took us to Japan, Germany, the Netherlands, and many countries in between. Raising a large family and traveling on Uncle Sam’s dime made for a rather home-spun education for me. I don’t have a college degree, but I can describe Frankenstein’s Castle and the dizzying depths of a Norwegian fjord. Attending a Japanese child’s funeral was not only sobering but an experience wrought with symbolism and imagery I never would have expected. My husband and I have strolled along the Champs Elys’ees in Paris, dirt roads in the Philippines, and cobblestone pathways in the little German village we called home for three years. From the lofty view at the top of the Eiffel Tower to the lowliest home in an Okinawan village, there was much for me to learn in that twenty-year course-of-study that I call my higher education.
During my lifetime, I dabbled with writing like some people do with painting—just enough to get my toes a little wet. I always put it on the back burner because I let my busy life as a wife and mother take precedence. But, there is always time if we set aside just a little of it for the things we treasure. I regret that I didn’t reserve a portion of my days and develop some of the ideas that were floating around in my head. (I give excellent advice on this subject whenever I encounter someone who might be following in my footsteps.)
I heard once that Colonel Sanders didn’t start his restaurant business until he was advanced in years; so, when life began to slow down, I tried my hand at writing a novel, “The Return of Thomas Gunn.” I actually finished it and then moved on to my “Timesnatched” series. I’ve had wonderful feedback and some good reviews. I must say that if it all ended today, it would be worth every effort—getting out of one’s comfort zone always is!
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