Time
Meddlers
Dear Time Meddlers fans,
I’ve come to a decision. It’s not fair to make you wait two,
three years to read the third Time Meddlers book when you’ve been thoroughly
engrossed in the adventure. That is the reality of finding a new publisher
(minimum).
Time Meddlers Undercover
Deborah Jackson
So . . . I’m going to self-publish all three books for the
time being, in both electronic and print format. I’ll do my best to deliver the
books to the most accessible retailers, and I’m even engaging an artist to make
these books more visually appealing than they were through the previous publisher. I’m
also revising the first book entirely to match the other two in writing quality
and dynamism. This will take some time, but hopefully by the end of the summer
I can release all three :)
Chapter 1
Cretaceous Park
Sarah parted the leaves of the
gigantic fern and peered out at the riverbank. Directly in front of her, a
duckbill dinosaur dipped its muzzle into the water for a drink. Sarah glanced
back at Matt, who was being far too noisy, rustling leaves and crackling dead
branches beneath his feet.
Matt,” Sarah squeaked. She pushed him down as the duckbill raised its head and examined them suspiciously.
“It’s okay, Sarah. It’s only a plant-eater.”
“A plant-eater that’s big enough to crush you with its feet, or one swipe of its tail. This is crazy. What are we doing?”
“My dad is here, just past that clump of trees. I’m sure of it.” Matt pointed to a spot in the forest congested with cypress and palm trees.
“Right,” said Sarah. “It looks like the Everglades, but it sure isn’t. Why couldn’t we rescue your father in a safer time period?”
She couldn’t believe he had roped her into another mad adventure, not in a war this time, but in the Alberta badlands sixty million years in the past.
Matt,” Sarah squeaked. She pushed him down as the duckbill raised its head and examined them suspiciously.
“It’s okay, Sarah. It’s only a plant-eater.”
“A plant-eater that’s big enough to crush you with its feet, or one swipe of its tail. This is crazy. What are we doing?”
“My dad is here, just past that clump of trees. I’m sure of it.” Matt pointed to a spot in the forest congested with cypress and palm trees.
“Right,” said Sarah. “It looks like the Everglades, but it sure isn’t. Why couldn’t we rescue your father in a safer time period?”
She couldn’t believe he had roped her into another mad adventure, not in a war this time, but in the Alberta badlands sixty million years in the past.
Read the remainder of Time Meddlers on the Nile Chapter One.
Chapter 2
Time Disruption
Matt stood at the entrance to the lab
building, trying to comprehend. If he thrust even the tip of his finger through
the partition, it seemed to disassemble. Beyond the door all he could see was
uninterrupted forest – not a building in sight. What had happened? Had time
been altered in such a way that North American civilization didn’t exist
anymore, that they didn’t exist? No,
it couldn’t be. But why couldn’t they leave the lab building?
“Matt, do you have any
idea . . . ?” Sarah’s voice seemed small and lost. Why shouldn’t it be? This
was impossible, wasn’t it?
“I don’t know. Something
to do with the time machine, I think.”
“It would have to be. No
earthquake or bomb could do this. This building, we’d be wiped out too, and
there’s nothing left out there.”
“Not a building. Not a
house,” Matt agreed.
Read the remainder of Time Meddlers on the Nile Chapter Two.
Images and Text Copyright © J. Jackson/Deborah Jackson
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