Andrew Barton is an ordinary man who, each weekend, stumbles into extraordinary circumstances. With a college degree in Agricultural Sciences but a job driving a forklift in a warehouse, Andrew, like many of us, finds that his release from the humdrum workweek comes through the tinkering in his garage on the weekends. Although his goals are directed toward other ends, he mistakenly travels through time, into other dimensions and even ends up taking his family and friends on a ride to a location that is the last place anyone ever wants to end up! Lines of Force will take you on adventures that you’ll never forget and want to enjoy time and time again. Let Andrew Barton take you along to unexplored territory in this book about mistakes becoming incredible exploits!
Drew has been writing all of his life, or at least from the time he knew what words and stories could do. In second grade he was writing audio plays and now, many...many years later, he's still writing. He's written the Tokorel sci-fi series, which has received numerous accolades, great reviews and awards, and numerous other books both fantastic and original. He loves sci-fi and fantasy but he also writes non-fiction as well. He lives in Fort Collins, Colorado with his wonderful family and runs a video production company to pay the bills, in addition to working for the city Parks Department. He loves people, so feel free to Email him anytime if you have questions about his books or want to chat. He can be reached at firstname.lastname@example.org.
As I always try to make my characters more lifelike, I tend to draw from real life experiences even when the story is a fantasy or sci-fi novel. In this scene, Matt is visiting his friend, as promised. The night before, however, Matt was out celebrating with his buddies. He's not at his best at the moment and things become, shall we say, interesting.
Lines of Force: The Weekend Adventures of Andrew Barton
“If I didn’t like you so much,” Matt said, “I’d throw up either on your shoes or inside your POD thing. Either way would teach you a lesson, but at this point, I’d just settle for an Alka Seltzer and some Advil, then you can explain more to me what you’re talking about.” Matt sat down on the garage floor. The cool concrete felt good and he wanted to lay his head down on it, but he knew he would either hit his head too hard, or fall asleep. Either choice wasn’t good.