Tuesday, January 5, 2016

BOB by Tegon Maus @goddessfish

by Tegon Maus

GENRE:  Sci-fi (soft)


After 27 years as a newspaper man, Peter Anderson’s career is slipping away, at least it was, until he stumbled upon the story of a lifetime. Sent to do a fluff piece about lights in the night sky over Arizona, he discovers far more than he ever expected when he comes upon a mysterious young woman held prisoner in a basement. After helping her to escape, she disappears before he can learn the truth about who she is or where she came from. His search for her leads him back to the lights in the sky and leaves him with more questions than answers. The only thing he knows for certain . . . the only thing he can count on are the two words offered repeatedly by his friend and guide . . . “IS BELT.”

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Exclusive Excerpt

As the two men, oblivious to my discomfort, rocked out, singing along in Russian, I closed my eyes, bracing myself for the rough journey... for the third time in as many days.

I was grateful for the cover of darkness as our car sped down the highway at a frightening rate, swinging in and out of the sparse traffic.  It was easier in the dark.  I couldn't see the landscape flash by in a blur.

At long last we arrived, but to my surprise we passed the dirt side road we had taken a few days before. 

"Bob," I began.

"Fred say we not seen around corner," he answered, finally shutting off the stereo.

We slowed, pulling off on the shoulder as if we were looking for an address.  Shortly, Bob pulled into a small clearing among the trees.

Fred was the first to get out, heading straight to the back of the car.  Bob quickly followed, unlocking the trunk.  By the time I got out they had retrieved whatever they were after.

"Bob, what are we doing?" I asked, pulling on my coat, joining them at the back of the car.

"Fred want to be careful, say, we go this way through trees," he answered, pointing to the woods.

I turned toward Fred, as he pulled a ski mask over his face.  He crouched, leaning forward and began to tiptoe into the woods.

"Bob?" I began, pointing toward the dark, stooped figure of Fred threading his way through the underbrush.

AUTHOR Bio and Links:

I was raised pretty much the same as everyone else... devoted mother, strict father and all the imaginary friends I could conjure. Not that I wasn't friendly, I just wasn't "people orientated". Maybe I lived in my head way more than I should have, maybe not. I liked machines more than people, at least I did until I met my wife.

The first thing I can remember writing was for her. For the life of me I can't remember what it was about... something about dust bunnies under the bed and monsters in my closet. It must have been pretty good because she married me shortly after that. I spent a good number of years after inventing games and prototypes for a variety of ideas before I got back to writing.

It wasn't a deliberate conscious thought, it was more of a stepping stone. My wife and I had joined a dream interpret group and we were encouraged to write down our dreams as they occurred. "Be as detailed as you can," we were told.

I was thrilled. If there is one thing I enjoy it's making people believe me and I like to exaggerate. Not a big exaggeration or an outright lie mine you, just a little step out of sync, just enough so you couldn't be sure if it were true or not.  When I write, I always write with the effort of "it could happen" very much in mind and nothing, I guarantee you, nothing, makes me happier.

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