Tuesday, October 20, 2015

Machines Of the Little People by Tegon Maus Tour and Giveaway

Tegan Maus

Tegon Maus

Machines Of the Little People by Tegon Maus:

Publisher: Tirgearr Publishing (April 20, 2014)
Category: Mystery, Soft Science Fiction, Technothriller, Humor, Quirky
ASIN: B00JU2VOGS
Tour Date: Oct/Nov, 2015
Available in: ebook, 166 Pages

Ben Harris’s sister died of cervical cancer more than three years ago… his best friend and her husband, Roger Keswick, disappeared the day before the funeral. For the next six months everyone from the local police to the Department of Defense searched for him but to no avail… it was as if he had simply fallen off the face of the planet only to reappear at work as if nothing were out of the ordinary.

Then by the purest of coincidences Ben finds himself pulled back into Roger’s life only to discover he has remarried… to Jessica… a woman the looks, sounds and acts just like his dead sister. To complicate things Roger is insistent his home, his car, his life is infested with tiny elf like creatures he calls the Katoy. He claims they run massive machines under his house and watch his every move… every move that is until Jessica is found bludgeoned to death in his living room and Roger is nowhere to be found . . . again.

 Excerpt 1
"What was the problem, Roger?  Why are they here?" I asked, still trying to figure out what had happened to make him call the cops. 
  The officer shifted uncomfortably, staring at the ground but said nothing.
"Roger?  Why are they here?" I asked, pulling him by the arm, turning him to face me.
"I heard voices under the house," he said flatly.  It was clear his mind was struggling with it.
"What?" I couldn't believe my ears.
"I heard voices under the house," he repeated, giving me a stern look.
The officer kicked at the ground as if waiting for me to give him permission to leave.
"Roger," I began...
"They were talking about me.  Three of them.  I could hear them shushing each other.  But, Ben...   I heard them."  His voice held a level of desperation.  His face twisted, his eyes begging me to believe him.  "Benjamin.  I swear to you... I 
heard them."  His voice, little more than a whisper, quivered.
Before I could react the harsh crackle of  the  officers walkie-talkie burst to life.
  "Ten four," he said into his shoulder.  His eyes, clearly serious, shot to me.
"Thank you, Officer." I barely got the words out of my mouth and he was marching toward the gate.
I turned to follow him but Roger made a beeline in the opposite direction. 
"Benjamin, come over here.  They've just begun working.  Come on.  I don't know how long it will last.  Hurry," he called excitedly, running back and forth.
He had run to the end of the house with the garage.  There, in that corner of the building, was a small offset in the design that held six or seven medium sized bushes.  In the side wall of that corner, the opposing inspection vent.  The soil was damp here as well.
"Stand right here," Roger said, bouncing in  
place on the balls of his feet.
I stood where he asked.
"Feel it?" he asked expectantly.
"Feel what, Roger?"
"The machines."
  My mind raced to find the right response.


Tegon Maus
Tegon Maus was raised pretty much the same as everyone else… devoted mother, strict father and all the imaginary friends he could conjure. Not that he wasn’t friendly, he just wasn’t “people orientated”. Maybe he lived in his head way more than he should have, maybe not. He liked machines more than people, at least he did until I met his wife.

The first thing he can remember writing was for her. For the life of him he 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 him shortly after that. He spent a good number  of years chasing other dreams before he got back to writing.

It wasn’t a deliberate conscious thought, it was more of a stepping stone. His wife and himself 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.

He was thrilled. If there is one thing he enjoys it’s making people believe him and he likes to exaggerate. Not a big exaggeration or an outright lie mind you, just a little step out of sync, just enough so you couldn’t be sure if it were true or not.  When he writes, he always write with the effort of “it could happen” very much in mind and nothing, he guarantees you, nothing, makes him happier.

He has consistently placed in the top 3 in 189 writing contest in a variety of genres and has been featured in magazines a couple of times to raise money for Saint Jude’s Children’s Hospital.


Tegon Maus Website: http://www.tegonmaus.com/
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5 comments:

  1. I would keep this because it sounds really interesting! Thanks for the giveaway!

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  2. Thank you for hosting my book !!

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  3. Thanks for taking part in the tour!

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  4. I would keep for myself because I love to read.

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