Again, please welcome our good friend K.D. Emerson. She is an awesome author and her book Digitus 233 is out now. It is only $1.99 during this special event, so grab your copy today!! Kim is a very generous person, along with offering the book at a discount till Feb 5th, she is also giving away a $25.00 Amazon gift card. If you would like a chance at the $25.00 Amazon gift card, go to http://www.yareviewsandnews.blogspot.com/2013/01/digitus-233-tour-guest-post.html to enter (entry is at the end of the blog.)
Here are the excerpts we promised you yesterday!!
Excerpts from Digitus 233
K.D. has chosen four excerpts from various points in the novel to give you, the reader, some of what you can expect.
Transfixed in place, Zeph watched as four teenagers shot out into space and then one more time the door in the ceiling opened. He recognized his brother Zander as the airplane seat came through the opening and then propelled out into the blue and white sky. Whoa, how crazy is that? The Fantastic Four and my older brother just shot out of a perfectly good Learjet. In shock, Zeph stood staring numbly at the floor of the tube. Wait! That’s not normal! He slammed his hands against the tube and then froze in place; his mind whirled in panic. What kind of crazy camp was this? He understood survival camps, but this was nuts.
His heart thumped madly in his chest, pumping blood to his throbbing head. I have to do something! He forced himself to think. Those seats had to have parachutes. Obviously they weren’t killing those kids… were they?
A blood curdling scream ripped through the air. Jackson was on his feet and out of the cave before the rest of them had time to look up. Zander followed Lana; with Quinton right behind. They tore off up the snow bank. Jackson crested the rock outcropping and disappeared behind it. Zander felt his feet pounding beneath him, slipping and sliding on the ice. He left Quinton behind and passed Lana swiftly. In the distance he saw Google backing away from a large white bulk.
“Hold on to each other,” he screamed at Google and Lana. Pointing and motioning for them to wrap their arms around each other, he then pointed to Quinton and Zander, who both lay on the bottom of the boat, unconscious. “Hold onto them! Keep your feet pressed against the walls. If we get tossed out, it’s over.” His muscles were quivering from the tension of pressing his arms and legs against the walls of the boat, but he knew if he relaxed the next wave would devour them and send them to an icy death. Sheets of rain pelted against his back. It wasn’t rain so much as buckets of water tossed at them by angry gods. Blackness threatened to consume him. He had to hold on. He had no experience or knowledge of the sea. He had no clue how long this could last. All he knew was that if he passed out, they were all dead. The girls didn’t have the strength to keep themselves inside this retched boat.
Bushy Brows, the man they called Klaus, looked up at the computer team. “Switch to live streaming on the Arctic Ocean, please.”
“The last team has experienced several setbacks. They have been traveling southwest in what appears to be a life raft cut out of a large chunk of ice.” The overhead voice continued in a monotone as the screen displayed a small boat bobbing up and down in the black water. Zeph counted five bodies in the bottom of the boat. Four of them huddled around a fifth body that was laying still. Too still.
“Very creative. We’ve never had a group try escape by water before.”
“Yes. The leader has slipped into unconsciousness probably from shock or infection from the wounds inflected by the bear. They also got tossed around by a mild storm for a while, but they managed to pull through it. There is a vessel on its way to intercept the life raft.”
“Should be any time now.”
“Have we been in contact with the leadership in Russia?”
“We’ve had communications. They should have had time to alert the submarine about protocol by now.”
“Is the Miller boy going to make it?”
“Hard to say at this time.”
The Miller boy, the Miller boy? That was Zander! Why are they talking about him like he was a dry goods shipment? Zeph squinted to get a better look at the people down in front.
“Be a shame to lose that one,” the silver-haired man stated.
“Right, we’ve invested a lot of money in him,” the female agreed.
They turned to gaze at the ocean once more. The sound of the rolling waves settled around them.
“Isn’t this breathtaking?” She leaned into Zander. “I honestly thought we were going to die on that island.”
“There were times I wanted you to die on that island.” Zander grinned.
“Yeah, I was a beast, wasn’t I?” She batted her lashes and ran a fingernail along his neck.
Zeph rolled his eyes. The world is being taken over by madmen and these two are out here auditioning for a soap opera.
Zander cupped her face in his hands.
“What was that?” she asked. “I heard something.”
“I didn’t hear anything.” Zander leaned down.
“That! Zander, I think there’s someone watching.”
“You scared I’m gunna take a bite outta ya? Too many vampire movies, Lana.” Zander pulled her closer.
“Zander!” Zeph hissed.
Zander stopped and looked over. Zeph waved a palm frond.
“Lana, stay here.” Zander walked forcefully. “Quinton, if that’s you, I’m going to rip you apart.”
Awesome, right? We have read this great book and just know that the tidbits above will make you want to read it too. We also wanted you to have one more chance to get to know her better and thought that asking her what has been your best writer’s moment would be a great way to do that.
K.R. and T.L.: Have you ever had a moment, even if it was a split second when someone noticed you for the unique person you are or complemented you on a job well done? Do you remember what that feels like in your heart? Some people have never experienced that. Perhaps they grew up in an environment where they had been abandoned or abused and for some reason got locked into that pattern.
K.D.: I’ve been lucky enough to have a few golden moments and I am so grateful for each one. They have sustained me through hardships and given me a golden thread to hold on to in the dark night of my soul when it seemed I was alone and forsaken.
Every published author has a different story. Some stumble upon publication and are kind of surprised they became an author, some work for many years toward that goal. For me, it has been my one life-long dream from the age of five; it was the only thing on my so-called “bucket list.
My first great writer’s moment happened when I was about twelve. After reading one of my stories, my sister-in-law told me I had a gift from God and that I should pursue my dream of being a published author. That meant so much to me as a girl because I came from a family of people who believed in being practical. They tried to downplay my outlandish dreams hoping I would “settle down” and go into nursing or something real people did. I tried that route, but somehow my path always led back to the things I loved; writing, music, and theatre.
The second great writer’s moment was in my first year of college. During my first semester my writing professor wrote on the top of my first short story assignment in red ink, “you’ve really got what it takes.” Those words, written by a stranger, in bold red print burned into my soul and although I took a long and lonely path away from writing for many years they popped up into my heart over and over.
There have been other great moments such as hearing a theatre packed with people roaring with laughter at one of my plays or winning awards, but for some reason it is always the words spoken from an individual that stand out in my mind. The words of affirmation that are given by a colleague or loved one.
I have to laugh because as I am writing this blog post I am having one of the best writer’s moments of my life. I used to be a high school teacher and several of my old high school students found out I have just published Digitus 233. As I am typing this blog post I am receiving text messages from them telling me how excited they are to read it, then texting me they found it, and then finally texting me that they are reading it and already love it. It is an awesome feeling knowing that I finally did what I told them to do all along and that is to live your dream. Don’t let anything stop you. If you are a dancer, but come from a family of coal miners, don’t let it stop you. If you are a pie maker, but come from a family of lawyers, don’t let that stop you.
I believe deep in our souls we know what we are here on earth to do, but many times that gets stomped on or people try to convince us that we are foolish, so we forget the deeper meaning of our personal journey.
May you all live your dreams and in living your dreams you will have happiness – K. D. Emerson, author of Digitus 233, the first in the Digitus Series
~~Just a little side note, T.L. was also a high school teacher at the same time that K.D. was, same school too, and we both enjoyed that experience very much! The wonderful kids we taught we are now wonderful adult friends!!
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