BOB by Tegon Maus
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GENRE: Sci-fi (soft)
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BLURB
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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EXCERPT
Bob now stood next to her, ready for a signal to charge.
“She’s not what you think, mate. She’s not human. Believe me, on my mother’s grave, she’s a monster,” Carl said, his right hand clutching his fresh wound, his left outstretched, as if holding them at bay.
“I’m as human as anyone here,” she shouted defensively, looking from side to side between Bob and Fred. She bounced from foot to foot, shifting her weight and then lunged at Carl again.
Everyone screamed.
The two became a tangle of legs and arms until Carl wrapped his enormous hand around her neck.
I had to do something and almost without thinking, my hand found a cold piece of metal as I rummaged about the shelves for a weapon.
The piece of metal turned out to be a pipe wrench. I grabbed it with both hands and swung it as if all our lives depended on it. It made a loud, metallic crack as it encountered the back of Carl’s head and he fell to the floor like a sack of potatoes.
Bob stood over him, eyeing him closely before looking to me. He snapped his fingers twice and pointed to Fred without a word.
It took me a moment to understand his meaning but the blood flowing from the back of Carl’s head brought me to full understanding.
I pushed my hand into my pocket, retrieving a fifty handing it over to Fred.
He beamed in return, kissing the bill before shoving it into his pocket.
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ABOUT TEGON MAUS
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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