Friday, May 17, 2013

Liza hosts Gaylon Greer - The Descent from Truth

Welcome Peeps. Today we are descending from the truth to host Gaylon Greer and his book The Descent from Truth.

Peep Rep: Does that mean you're going to lie to us today?

Liza: Why would you think that?

Peep Rep: I don't know. Maybe it was you descending from the truth...

Liza: Just playing with the title. Now would you like to know the prize today?

Peep Rep: Yes, please.

Liza: One lucky commenter during this tour will received an autographed hard copy of Gaylon Greer's The Price of Sanctuary

Peep Rep: Cool. What do I have to do to get it?

Liza: Leave a comment and an email address so Gayon can find you.

Peep Rep: And you'll give me the link to visit his other sites?

Liza: I will, but first let's find out about this book.


THE DESCENT FROM TRUTH
By
Gaylon Greer


BLURB:  

Alex Bryson is patrolling Rocky Mountain backcountry in his job as a security guard when he discovers a woman with a baby wandering alone in the snow far from the nearest road. He takes them to shelter in a weekender cabin and sees a newscast that suggests the woman, Pia Ulmer, kidnapped the baby from its rightful parents and that it is the sole heir of Peru’s wealthiest and most corrupt family. Pia claims that she is the baby’s mother, and Alex doesn't know what to believe. After turning her in, he continues to struggle with his budding feelings for her and remains unsure of the true story. He becomes more and more involved until finally there is no turning back—lives are on the line. He helps Pia get free from a brutal world that values money over life, and together they devise a plan to reclaim the baby. Just when it looks like they might succeed, they discover an international conspiracy that changes the game entirely.

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EXCERPT:  

“Please,” she said, her voice as rough as sandpaper and barely above a whisper. “Please, do not give my baby to those people.”

“Are we back to that? First you're his mother, then you're his nanny. Now you're his mother again?”

“They took him from me. Look at him, Alex. Both Mr. Koenig and his wife are blondes.”

“Koenig’s an old man. His hair's white.”

“Study Frederick's face. Do you not see me in his eyes? His chin and his mouth?”

The similarities were uncanny, he'd grant her that. Good enough to get away with claiming to be the kid's mother if Alex hadn't learned the truth. The way she had attacked him, trying to kill him with that skillet, she clearly didn’t want to go back to civilization and prove who she was. He turned away, tossed Frederick in a maneuver that brought a cry of delight, and stuffed the boy's blanket-clad feet through the leg holes in the backpack. With his parka snapped around both of them and the diaper bag tied to his waist, he gripped his rifle in one hand, his snowshoes in the other, and headed for the porch. At the door, he turned for a final glance at Pia.

She had set her mouth in a stubborn line. The eye that had been plastered shut was closed. She stared at him with the other. When she saw him looking at her, she spoke again. “Watch over him, Alex. Someone wants to harm him. Don’t let them.”

A new tack, another lie. He stepped onto the porch and strapped on his snowshoes. That should have been the last he saw of her, but the specter of her ravaged face and defiant expression stayed with him as he trudged across the sunlit expanse of glistening snow that sloped gradually toward the Warrior River Gorge.





AUTHOR INFORMATION:

Working with traveling carnivals and itinerant farm labor gangs during his teen and early adult years took Gaylon Greer up, down, and across the U.S. and introduced him to a plethora of colorful individuals who serve as models for his fictional characters. After several years as an Air Force officer and then a university professor with a Ph.D. in economics, Greer developed an interest in writing fiction and attended workshops at the University of Iowa, the University of Nebraska, and Bryn-Mawr College. He also studied with the U.C. Davis Extension program and the Algonquian Writers Group. His most recent novel, THE DESCENT FROM TRUTH is available at www.Amazon.com and other e-book retailers. Please visit Greer at www.GaylonGreer.com



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12 comments:

  1. Thank you for hosting me today. Your site stands out from the crowd because of its dash of humor.

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    1. I tweeted your comment. Thanks. I feast upon positive comments.

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  2. Wow - book sounds gripping! The cover is fantastic.

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  3. This does sound like a good book. Does it have a happy ending? Tweeted.

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  4. Thank you Daryl. If you choose to judge the book by its cover, I hope you won't be disappointed.

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    1. Now that's an interesting response. I'm thinking the cover may not represent your story very well. But it is an intriguing cover and both the Title and your name are legible even in tiny thumb print size, so you should count your blessings.

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    2. The cover is representative of a recurring theme--things falling--and a certain loose handling of truth. The book opens with the focal character descending from high land toward a valley; the female lead is in an accident involving a car careening down a ledge. An entire mountainside collapses in a snow slide. There is in fact a helicopter crash landing. And so it goes. And, yes, there is a happy ending. I'm a great believer in happy endings.

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  5. I know I'm too late but I'ma leave my email anyway. This sounds like a fascinating book.

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    1. Thank you Calisa. It's never too late for complements. If you chose to read the book, I hope that you do find it fascinating.

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