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The man in black: a sneak peek of THE LOTUS AND THE BARLEY

The Lotus and the Barley, a Rucksack Universe travel fantasy novel by Anthony St. ClairIt’s time for today’s sneak peek of THE LOTUS AND THE BARLEY!

THE LOTUS AND THE BARLEY comes out June 16. Preorder today from:

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THE LOTUS AND THE BARLEY

Sneak Peek: The man in black

THE MAN IN BLACK ran across the plaza, and the guards followed. After all, that’s what guards do. Especially if they want to continue doing things like receiving paychecks and having a pulse.

Outside the massive building, the clanging of the alarms faded in the distance, dominated by the sounds of a vibrant city at night, and stopped cold by glass that, it was rumored, could stand up to a grenade blast. Now the sounds of pounding feet and fast breathing were all that could be heard. That, and the usual cries of things like, “Stop, Faddah Rucksack, stop!” and “We will shoot!” and “Who the hell would’ve thought he could run so fast?”

The first cry made Rucksack chuckle. Did anyone ever follow such ridiculous commands?

The second cry was something he had known going in, but it still concerned him. Ever since the incident in Hong Kong years back—the memory still made Rucksack shudder—the world had decided it was tired of guns. It was rare you saw firearms, other than with specialized military units or certain hunters. But he couldn’t allow himself the luxury of surprise. Of course Guru Deep’s guards would be armed. Rucksack thought of the small briefcase he held by the handle in his gloved left hand. Given what he’d taken, he was surprised they weren’t shooting already.

At least he could find comfort and humor in the third remark. Despite the humid summer evening making sweat bead on his bald brown head and dampen his black silk clothes, Rucksack couldn’t help but smile. Not that he liked running, but you didn’t survive as long as he had without being able to leg it faster than the people trying to kill you. Rucksack believed the world was best experienced at a rambling walking pace, though briskness was acceptable if you found yourself late for happy hour. But at his age it was nice to know he could still outpace the young guards, despite how they kept fit both by Guru Deep’s PEFFER program, the Personal Everyday Fulfilling Fitness & Empowerment Regimen, and a soul-deep fear of what would happen if their physical conditioning was found not to be up to snuff.

He couldn’t let such thoughts distract him though. The smile faded to a line as firm as the horizon. The timing now was everything, and if it was off even by a few seconds…

Rucksack ran faster.

The Maya Plaza fanned out from the Lotus in all directions. In the daytime the park was serene and lovely, a bright public square with a dark private heart. Now the shrubs and trees were black. He’d planned the escape route to keep well away from the lighted paths, but now the trees were working against him. Dark branches snagged at Rucksack’s clothes, plucking at the knotwork buttons that ran down the center of his long untucked black shirt, scraping his neck above the mandarin collar, and pressing like tripwires over his shins where long ties wrapped the bottoms of his pants for extra silence.

The shouting voices were closer.

He ducked around a tree, pausing a moment to evaluate where the guards were. By now they were converging from all sides, with some surely heading to the edge of the park to trap him inside. But if he made one slight change to his course…

Rucksack started running again, leaping a row of shrubbery and dodging more trees.

A high root grabbed the toe of his boot.

Instead of resisting the change, Rucksack followed the new direction. He launched forward, tucking his body and holding the briefcase more tightly.

He winced. The damn left hand had been all but useless ever since The Blast. He would have preferred to hold the briefcase in his other hand, but he had to keep the right free, no matter what.

Soft grass cushioned his back as he somersaulted. With the momentum came a memory, an old power, an old trick that had always worked well. Momentum to energy, energy to force. The focus was everything, and he focused now, pulling the energy from the grass, the ground, and his body, compressing it, targeting it. When his feet hit the ground, as he stood from the roll, he unleashed the force inside. A tremor like an earthquake passed through the park. Men yelled. Some stumbled and fell.

Rucksack grinned. It was almost like the old days. More importantly, it bought him time—but he knew he’d pay for it later. Assuming there was a later.

He passed through the last row of trees. Beyond the green of the Maya Plaza, the steel, glass, and concrete of London surrounded the park. Night muted the colors, but come dawn the reds and oranges, the blues and greens of the city’s bright buildings would make the park seem dim and monochrome, as if it should try harder to enjoy itself.

The voices of the guards were so near now.

Rucksack listened more closely.

So was another sound—a low, deep rumble—the difference between escape and capture, or worse.

There was still time.

The first shot rang out. Behind him, bark exploded.

The guards closed in on him. Fifteen men, all taller and broader than he was. All with guns out. It had been decades since Rucksack had seen one, let alone fifteen.

Rucksack’s boots hit the sidewalk that ringed the Maya Plaza. A few meters of concrete were now all that separated him from escape. At the far edge of the sidewalk, a low metal railing marked the edge of one of London’s busiest roads.

The guards still yelled. Another shot ruptured the air. This one passed by his shoulder blades, ending in a loud ping-bop when it hit the lamppost nearby.

But Rucksack ignored the guards and the guns. He focused only on the sound, focused only on making the timing, the angle, the momentum just right. The approach, the moment, had to be perfect. He was nearly there, and from the sound, so was it.

Then, from behind a mailbox, a sixteenth man stood and blocked Rucksack’s path. He stood taller and broader than the others. Rucksack couldn’t see his face, only a smile, only a motion that could be anything—

The tremor had been taxing. Using so much energy now was risky, potentially too risky. But it was the only thing he could do if he wanted to escape.

He swung. His left hand roared with agony as the metal briefcase hit the man’s outstretched hand. Something clattered on the pavement, out of sight, but Rucksack kept hold of the briefcase. It was still latched. Everything depended on what was inside. But he was out of time. He didn’t stop, couldn’t stop—it was everything or nothing. Rucksack hadn’t survived what he had survived only to die now, hadn’t regained what he had lost just to lose it all now, on a dark sidewalk south of the River Thames, to some patsy guard who had no idea what he was really doing or what it really meant for him, or for London, or, for that matter, all the world—perhaps all of existence itself.

Rucksack’s swinging hand led his body into a spiral. As he turned he planted his left foot. He spun his body and his right leg rose, bent—and then one kick showed the sixteen men with guns what real firepower was.

The guard flew backward, but the power behind the kick had only begun to strike. As Rucksack lowered his foot to the ground, a flat smacking sound rolled past his ears as the man bounced off the low metal railing. But the sound was more than sound.

Behind him, guns clattered on pavement as the shockwave made the other fifteen guards double over or stumble back. The guard at the railing fell to his knees and his forehead thudded on the pavement. Rucksack ran forward. The other guards recovered quickly, some running toward him while others scrabbled in the shadows for their weapons. Men lunged. A hand slid off his shoulder. Fingernails grazed his wrist.

But that could not matter. He listened to the rumble again. It was here.

One guard’s fingertips glanced off a boot and smacked the concrete. One foot braced on the back of the hunched-over guard, Rucksack’s brown-black eyes winced at the blinding gaze that stared into his very soul. The railing clanged under the next step.

With a roar, Rucksack leaped toward a red wall.

Like a charging tiger, the terrible sound paused all hearts and breath. Then Rucksack was in midair, hanging over the pavement, flying toward a street teeming with speeding traffic.

The driver of the bright-red double-decker bus shifted gears and sped up, aiming to beat the stoplight before it changed. The engine’s rumbling was the sweetest sound Rucksack had ever heard. He reached out his right hand, grabbed the handrail just inside the open doorway at the back of the bus, and stepped on as lightly as a sunbeam, swinging the briefcase to his side.

The guards stood open-mouthed and watched the bus rumble away.

Grinning, Rucksack waved to them until the Maya Plaza and the Lotus were out of sight at last.

Then, unable to stand anymore, he collapsed on a seat and began to shake.

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After the Alarm: a sneak peek of THE LOTUS AND THE BARLEY

The Lotus and the Barley, a Rucksack Universe travel fantasy novel by Anthony St. ClairWant a sneak peek of THE LOTUS AND THE BARLEY? Over the next few days I’m pulling back the cover so you can have an exclusive taste of the 4th Rucksack Universe adventure.

THE LOTUS AND THE BARLEY comes out June 16. Preorder today from:

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The book will also be available in trade paperback. Through June 11, you can enter for a chance to win 1 of 10 signed copies! (US only)

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The Lotus and the Barley by Anthony St. Clair

The Lotus and the Barley

by Anthony St. Clair

Giveaway ends June 11, 2016.

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THE LOTUS AND THE BARLEY

Sneak Peek: After the Alarm

NO ONE KNEW ABOUT the problem until the alarm rang, but Feckniss imagined the man in the orange suit at the top of the world was the only one who smiled about it.

From Feckniss’s cubicle much lower down the world on the third floor of the Lotus, the phone line clicked, then droned. Guru Deep had ended the conference call. A few minutes later, Feckniss’s gray-suited manager Blanders stepped into the cubicle. He stood next to the “ILLUSION IS REALITY” poster, which some said was the true mission statement of Deep Inc.

“What’s going on, sir?” Feckniss knew they could speak freely. At this late hour, no one else was in the Lotus except for Blanders, the assistant Nia Fox, and Guru Deep himself, the man in the orange suit at the top of the Lotus, London’s highest skyscraper and currently the world’s tallest building. Despite the third floor being empty, for a moment Feckniss thought he heard a snicker, brief yet packed with cruelty and condescension. Then he thought of Guru Deep, and Feckniss shuddered with awe and relief.

Guru Deep hadn’t said a word during the briefing call. He never did, but anytime Feckniss and Blanders were in a meeting, the line was open to Guru Deep’s office. Only Blanders and Feckniss did the talking, but Guru Deep’s silences resounded more than any words, a presence like a stalking tiger or a thunderhead filling the horizon. But Feckniss could imagine him standing there: Guru Deep. The Great Leader, He Whose Third Eye Saw All The World That Was And Could Be, was the President and CEO of Deep Inc. Dealing in finance, self-help seminars, travel guidebooks, breweries, and other initiatives—that Blanders hinted at but never explained—over the last few decades Deep Inc. had become of the world’s largest and most powerful companies.

On this call too Feckniss could feel the brilliant gravity of the leader’s presence as they discussed the enemy’s latest disruptions—and their effects on quarterly profits—of less-than-public Deep Inc. operations in Marrakech, Mexico City, and Moscow. “Guru Deep sees all and hears all,” Blanders said, “even if you don’t see or hear him. Guru knows. These developments trouble him. The enemy hasn’t been such a problem for Guru Deep since Kyoto, and that was decades ago.”

“What happened there?”

“At the rate you’re progressing,” said Blanders, “perhaps you’ll get to visit his office someday and ask him about the two curved swords behind his desk. It is quite a story.”

Feckniss could picture it as clearly as if he were beside the Great Leader himself. Guru Deep would be staring out over the dark London night from the north window, forty-two stories above the city that had rebuilt itself after being burned to the ground by The Blast a hundred and thirty years ago. The Lotus had recently opened as the bright, brand-new, orange glass-and-steel world headquarters of Deep Inc. In the black of the evening, Guru Deep’s trademark orange suit, a deep saffron like the flag of India, would shine like the sun against his brown skin and eyes. And there, somewhere near his massive desk, where he led his empire, two curved swords would shimmer with the power of the story they had to tell.

Feckniss shuddered at the mere idea of being there, in that office, with the man whose empire spanned businesses and industries around the globe. And one of those industries, what was about to happen, had been the subject of their call—

“Of course I can’t say for certain,” Blanders said, his voice flat as a coffin bottom and returning Feckniss’s mind to the third floor. The pale taut skin over his skull always reminded Feckniss of a balloon about to pop. Smoothing the impeccable gray wool of his lapel, Blanders smiled, which meant the corners of his mouth briefly twitched upward, then fell back down as if embarrassed to be caught trying. “But I believe we can safely surmise that the enemy has taken it.”

“Just as Guru Deep expected,” Feckniss replied. “Though wasn’t the Lotus designed to keep out that individual?”

Again the near smile. Blanders tapped the side of his nose. “Guru knows. Though I’m sure he’ll have Ms. Fox order a full security audit to find and remedy whatever lapse or flaw led to this breach. Damn new building and new protocols—of course the enemy managed to find some weakness, no matter how small, that he could exploit.”

Feckniss nodded. “Of course. We are so close now. Guru Deep knew the enemy would come, didn’t he?” Again the brief grin. “I see. Guru Deep wanted him to come. Will it affect the plans? Will it disrupt our progress toward Operation—”

“Only in ensuring our success,” Blanders replied. “All endeavors are easier when your enemies complete your work for you.”

“Does he know the secret?”

“It doesn’t matter,” Blanders said. “What we have long ago set in motion, his actions cannot stop. All that matters, Feckniss, is that through our teamwork and Guru Deep’s guidance, the time has come. Tomorrow proceeds as planned.”

“It will be no more?”

This time the smile remained. Bloodless lips curved into an upside-down scythe. “Its end,” he said, “is only the beginning.”

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Release Date for New Rucksack Universe Travel Fantasy Novel

Available June 16, 2016: THE LOTUS AND THE BARLEY

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This is a special day at St. Clair World HQ. It’s my wife’s birthday (happy birthday, my love!). And, it’s also 10 years ago to the day that we found our house. In 2006, when we first saw the room that is now my office, it was covered in horrid wallpaper and 70s shag carpet that was, I swear, the same color red as Elmo from Sesame Street.

Today is special for another reason: I’m announcing when my fourth book, THE LOTUS AND THE BARLEY, will be available!

Before we get to that, some of you may be coming to the Rucksack Universe for the first time. Just to set the stage, the Rucksack Universe is an ongoing fantasy series of globetrotting intrigue, myth, and adventure, set in an alternate version of our world. It has a diverse cast with stories set all over the globe, with action that ranges from global peril to the deeply personal. There are travelers, lots of beer, an evil company, bartenders who influence the course of all existence, and, above all, Faddah Rucksack, the world’s only Himalayan-Irish sage, the wanderer of wanderers, the hero of old, the hero who fell, and the hero of now. You will get all this and more in THE LOTUS AND THE BARLEY.

In a nutshell, here’s what the book is about:

In a rebuilt London, trouble is brewing.

In a world where a bottle of stout can change destinies, all Branwen Porter and her sister Zara want is to become brewers of the world’s oldest and most popular beer, Galway Pradesh Stout. But the brewmaster won’t give them a second glance, much less try their homebrew. A chance encounter with a man in black and a stolen briefcase changes everything. Zara and Branwen find themselves on a collision course with the most dangerous man in the world and his terrible plans for the beer. Two ancient enemies will renew a bitter vendetta, and the sisters will discover their new destiny—but only if they can choose between their dreams and each other.

THE LOTUS AND THE BARLEY will be available worldwide in e-book and trade paperback on June 16, 2016.

Starting today, you can pre-order the e-book and it will be auto-magically sent to you the day the book comes out.

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The regular e-book price is US$4.99, but prior to release you can get it for the special pre-order price of $2.99. THE LOTUS AND THE BARLEY is available at these major online retailers:

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If you need to catch up on the series, you can also get the other 3 books: The Martini of Destiny, Home Sweet Road, and Forever the Road, all available in e-book and trade paperback.

You can also get these 3 books direct from me at my author store. When ordering direct you also get exclusive box set savings and autographed paperbacks:

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So that’s the news! THE LOTUS AND THE BARLEY will be available June 16 and you can pre-order it beginning today.

Please check it out, pre-order the e-book, and tell your friends. Thank you for being part of this journey!




What’s the first line of my next book?

As you might’ve seen, I’m now underway on my final proof and out-loud read-through of my fourth Rucksack Universe book, THE LOTUS AND THE BARLEY. And if you were wondering, here’s the first line:

The Lotus and the Barley - first line

And if you want that in good ole text:

No one knew about the problem until the alarm rang, but Feckniss imagined the man in the orange suit at the top of the world was the only one who smiled about it.

Now back to work. The sooner I finish the proofing and read-through, the sooner you and I both will know when this book is coming out.




Fantasy novels: LOTUS update

Image: Dale https://flic.kr/p/eFiX8U

Image: Dale https://flic.kr/p/eFiX8U

Editing continues on the fourth Rucksack Universe book. My Chief Reader and I are almost done with the manuscript and notes. From there the text goes to my copy editor so he can fix all remaining things I have wrong. (Well, not all of them—I can only ask but so much 🙂

2 other things to tell you…

1. I’m no longer planning the release for Nov. 3.

The changes I’m making in the book are making a stronger, compelling story, but it’s also taking me longer than I planned. This is also something I can chalk up to experience: from now on, I will only set a release date once the manuscript is polished, final, and set in stone. Once LOTUS is to that point, I will tell you the new release date. Thanks for being patient with me.

2. The title!

It’s also time to retire the codename. A while back, I showed people online a list of 5 titles and asked which one they thought the most intriguing.

Across the board, in every instance, one title not only won out, it blew all the others away. I’ve decided that people’s choice title is the title of the fourth Rucksack Universe novel.

So here it is…

The next Rucksack Universe book is…

THE LOTUS AND THE BARLEY

More about the book coming soon!




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Some good news came in to the Rucksack Press world headquarters this week. A while back I submitted all 3 of my books—The Martini of Destiny, Home Sweet Road, and Forever the Road—to a new e-book service for libraries, SELF-e, from Library Journal and BiblioBoard.

SELF-e - e-books for libraries, powered by Library JournalI love libraries, and my family and I are big supporters of our local Eugene Public Library. (We were even part of an early literacy public awareness video campaign.) Making my e-books  widely available in libraries is a big deal to me. I use my library to find books I want to buy, as well as for research for my stories. Having my e-books available for free to readers through libraries is part of giving back to the public and to the library.

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The Martini of Destiny

Two years ago this month, The Martini of Destiny came into the world. Since then the original e-book has been joined by a paperback edition, two more books, and a new cover.

Sometimes I can still hardly believe that after so many years of hand-wringing and paralysis by analysis, I published my first book.

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May News for Rucksack Universe Fantasy Books: Lotus, Roadsong & Wet

April was a recharging month. With the rough draft of Lotus stuck in a virtual desk drawer for a few weeks, I devoted extra attention to some other articles, Rucksack Universe ideas, and other things for my writing and publishing business. It was really refreshing.

Lotus. But now it’s May, and that means it’s time to come to full focus on Lotus. Over these next few weeks I’ll be going through the manuscript to fix everything I can fix, redo, and otherwise improve, before handing it off to my Chief Reader and Beta Readers.

Wet. The fifth Rucksack Universe book, codenamed Wet, is also in progress. I’ve done some outlining on Wet, but for now that’s as much as I’m doing with that project. I can tell you this though: Wet will be the biggest, most expansive globetrotting craziness of a Rucksack Universe book that we’ve seen yet.

Roadsong. One of the things I worked on during April is a little something I’m calling Faddah Rucksack’s Roadsong. The Roadsong is going to be many things: different views of the Rucksack Universe that can be done at events, video fodder, and… a book. Roadsong will be a sort of prequel to the series, but it is going to be far, far more than that. I’ll keep telling you more as the year goes along and I develop more of the material.

Folks who attended recent events got a taste of the Roadsong, and here’s a wee taste for you too:

“Have you ever wanted to go Somewhere Else? Maybe Everywhere Else? Or at least Anywhere Else, just as long as it wasn’t here? I did. Wanted to be anywhere as long as it wasn’t where I was. In this ole world of ours, I’ve been all over here and there. Saw what was and what wasn’t. Saw how others got through the day—or didn’t. I got to know what we share that makes us one, and how we differ that makes us want to tear each other apart. But above all, I saw the cracks. In everything that seems so solid, there are cracks. Then one day… One day I got more than I bargained for. I went somewhere I definitely didn’t need a visa or a passport to visit.”




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Teaser Tuesday: What is the secret?

pelletstove

You know what sucks? When it’s 20ºF on a Sunday evening—and your heat goes kaput.

We heat our home with a pellet stove. It’s awesome and pumps out a lot of heat. That is, until it makes clunky noises and stops working. Also sucky? When your service guys are so swamped they can’t even get back to you till Tuesday morning—and that’s after playing the “my wife is about to go into labor” card.

But they rang first thing this morning, and it turned out the problem at hand was one I could actually fix. After a couple hours, a lost wingnut, some sawdust vacuuming, attempts not to swear with the toddler in the room, and realigning a chain that had come off its gears, we have fire again!

All that to say, even with cold hands, a busted stove, and a wife soon not to be pregnant, I’m still cranking along on Lotus, the fourth Rucksack Universe travel fantasy book. As I write this post, I am one scene away from the end of Act I! So far I’ve written 20,851 words, or about 80 pages. Here’s a wee teasery snippet from the past week’s rough drafts:

“Now, Feckniss,” said Blanders, “what is your assessment of this morning’s chatter?”

Feckniss began outlining his analysis. Together they conferred on the likely fallout from the announcement, and various ways the company could respond.

At ten minutes to ten, Blanders nodded. “We’re ready,” he said. “But Feckniss, you must remember something crucial. This is the end. But it’s only the beginning.”

“Of what?”

“Of everything. Of nothing.” Blanders smiled. “Guru knows.”

“Is that the secret, sir?”

Blanders shook his head.

“What is the secret?”

With a smile, Blanders leaned forward until his mouth was next to Feckniss’s ear. “It’s simple, my dear boy.” Feckniss felt the smile grow wider. “The secret is that there is no secret.”

Feckniss tried to understand or think of a reply. Blanders rose and stepped out of the cubicle. “I’ll come back after the announcement, and then we’ll debrief.” Alone, Feckniss tried to think of what his manager meant. He thought and thought, and almost had it, but then the clock struck ten. On the radio, in the office, all over the world, the voice of Guru Deep began to speak.

Lotus is the codename for the fourth Rucksack Universe travel fantasy book, coming 2015. Join the adventure with the first 3 books, available now »




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Author and copywriter Anthony St. Clair has specialized in online content since 2000, blogged since 2004 and is the author of the Rucksack Universe travel fantasy series.

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