I’m at the gym, doing my thing, when suddenly I’m bowled over by an indescribable stench: something like a cross between a dead Rancor and Chris Christie doing squats. I track its source: a bro taking up the power racks with bicep curls (yep, I’ll never understand it either). I walk over. “Are you wearing socks?” Bro: “No Bro; I read it’s better for power generation.” I wrinkle my nose. “Dude, you’re committing genocide in here.” I gesture to a potted plant on the window that’s visibly wilting into saggy brown death. Bro responds by giving me the finger. I grit my teeth and open my eReader to Echo. Magic flash. Suddenly the bro is trapped in a transparent, hermetically sealed box, forced to breathe nothing but his own brand. He begins vomiting and hammering the see-through walls, screaming as his eyes water in free-running streams. He passes out and ages instantly into a wizened little corpse.
By all that’s holy, wear some damn socks. Get Echo Vol. 1 on Kindle here: Vol. 1 on Kindle. Vol. 2 on Kindle here: Vol.2 on Kindle.
Dirty Sci-Fi Buddha 
Hahaha ‘wear some damn socks!’ LOVE It.
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It gets pretty gross (I tried it once). Haha!
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Where is the collection of ads in book form for me to buy so I don’t have to keep slowing down to read them to my husband? I also want to read your Valley girl/warrior book, the world needs that book!
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Hahaha! No book yet, I mean my ads are BARELY edited. Also, the tentative title is “Diaries of a Barbarian Valley Girl” (I’m trying to see if I can work the name of my protagonist, Gul’Thak, into the title) but sorry, that will be a ways off; I’ve got a group of people egging me on to finish Echo. Volume 3 should be done in a few months, then I gotta do volume 4, which will probably take 6-9 months.
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You have no choice:
Open your eReader to Echo. Magic flash. Clones, Kent Wayne clones all over the place fiercely typing away all on different chapters of a dozen new books. Every clone is psychically linked to each other and write in perfect harmony. One month and a dozen new Kent Wayne books hit the market across a dozen genres. Book critics are overwhelmed and declare him writer of the year. He makes enough money that first week to buy everything they need including a home with gym for all his clones.
The answer to too many genius ideas; clones every time. Get Echo Vol. 1 on Kindle here:
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Damn get me some of them clones! (I could also use more shorts after the ones I wore ripped in the butt, haha!)
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