Let me just that I have newfound respect for those who create audiobooks, because after a month of starts and stops and re-recordings I’m happy to announce the audiobook for The Tourist Trail. It’s available on Audible and comes in at just over 7 hours, which by no means reflects how many hours went into…
After the drinks and the dinner service, after the lights were dimmed and the curtains pulled, Robert extracted the television screen from the armrest of his business-class seat. He was not interested in the movies. He switched the channel to the flight tracker—a cartoonish map of the Gulf of Mexico with a little white plane…
One of the principal characters in The Tourist Trail is a penguin. He goes by the name of Diesel. Diesel is based on a very real penguin named Turbo. Turbo is now a celebrity of sorts. He has his own web page — and his own Facebook page. I expect a movie deal is forthcoming. Why…
Robert saw her hundred yards ahead, seated between bushes. Her short, messy red hair matched Doug’s description, and her face was windblown to a nearly matching shade. She was oblivious to Robert, and as he got closer, he saw why—she was coaxing a penguin out of its nest with some sort of hook. Then she…
In a parallel universe, Ethan told himself, Annie was his girlfriend. She had decided to settle down, had decided that she wanted children after all. A programmer always considered multiple outcomes for every scenario, and Ethan stayed focused on the outcomes that favored his dreams. The challenge was in knowing how to effect this change….
He explained the name, an alias, and his pursuers—various coast guards, police bureaus, and intelligence agencies. “I do battle with whaling ships,” he said. “Like Greenpeace?” Angela asked. “They fight with words and water guns,” he said. “We fight with the hulls of our ships. We ram them. We mangle their props.” “You sink them?”…
“Angela, people know something’s up. And if I don’t say anything and somebody else sees this guy, which is bound to happen, they’re going to think I was in on it too.” She could see it in his eyes—he had moved on. He’d found some other naturalist to shadow, and his allegiance would now shift…