ADAM IMMORTAL is my 10th novel; my first science-fiction undertaking.
Here’s a recent review you may enjoy:
It is rare today to find a novel that lays out its tale in such efficient, succinct and uncluttered language. Offering a wide cast of engaging characters–several of them humanoid robots–Adam Immortal generates a narrative that clips along with unflagging pace and vigor as it imagines an entirely believable future world set in a 2056 mid-American hospital. At the outset the novel seems to be the story of Adam, an astoundingly adept robotic heart surgeon the hospital administration has purchased to control the spiraling costs of its advanced medical procedures. However, as event piles upon event, Mark, the human surgeon, colleague to Adam and narrator of the yarn moves ever more inevitably to the center as he wrestles with the ethical question: Have robots an inalienable right to develop and engage with the emotions felt by their human co-workers? Empathically engaged with Millie, his family’s robotic cook, housekeeper and child minder at one pole and Adam at the other, Mark seeks a viable answer to questions so daunting that they may not be answered short of a ruling by the Supreme Court. Author Carley Evans makes it abundantly clear that advances in robotic technology, which may free us from onerous tasks, also will impact what it means to be human. The conflict is skillfully laid out against the framework of her scientifically accurate and medically authentic description of a “brave new world.”
Published my latest novel this week. I AM SOFIE is my first historical novel, based on the diaries and letters of Hans and Sofie Scholl, two young people who stood against Hitler. These Munich University students along with their circle of friends and their professors formed the Weiss Rose — the White Rose — movement. Together they wrote six leaflets which they distributed across Germany and parts of Europe, calling upon ordinary Germans to rid themselves of their stupor and complacency and resist the Nazi Party and put an end to the atrocities.
I usually don’t publish on Kindle, but this volume is available as an e-Book as well as a trade paperback.
Additionally I am publishing a “special edition” which will contain color maps in an appendix.
I’ve eaten at the same place for breakfast for several years now and one of the cashiers – a lovely woman with an engaging smile – has asked me about my novels nearly every time she’s waited on my money.
Last time I suggested she ask her public library to order a copy of Metal Man Walking.
Today – after I paid – I decided to just give her my novel. All I asked for in return was that she:
1) Read it
2) Give me her opinion
My fav part – signing the copy to her.
On Sunday, because my house was without internet, my son and I drove to our local Atlanta Bread Company only to find it closed. So we continued on to Panera Bread, settled on a table with an electrical plug along the wall. While my son got his computer running, I strolled to the front to buy a cup of coffee and get a glass of water. While getting the water at the drink station, a woman approached me. Frankly I don’t remember what she said first only that her words had something to do with finding a “peaceful” location to — here I became confused — sit and have coffee or perhaps find a place to stay that would also be “peaceful.” I was bewildered. Then she said, “You are obviously spiritual…” and she added something beyond this but I was standing with hot coffee in one hand, a glass of water in the other and my wallet tucked under my arm against my side. She continued, and I suggested a bed and breakfast near the middle school my daughter attended years ago. At some point, the woman repeated “you are obviously spiritual” and that the numbers of the highways “were meaningful” to her — one highway number was her birthday, another her birth year and so on. She indicated that God had brought her here. While she spoke, I decided to direct her to a nearby abbey where the monks take a vow of silence.
“A great place for a spiritual retreat,” I told her.
She smiled, her eyes gleaming — literally.
Finally I gestured that I needed to take the water to my son and get the hot coffee out of my hand. She followed me to a table next to my son. We sat down and chatted about the abbey and the monks as well as about her views on the church.
The church — the conclusion of our talk was a realization that the church — not the body of Christ but the man-made institution — is a lonely place because God is missing from it.
“He’s left, hasn’t He?” I asked her, almost making a statement.
At any rate, over the next ten minutes, we discuss my novels. She wants to support me, she says. And so, I tell her that most of my novels are in the back of my car in a box if she’s really interested. Turns out she really is. So, I bring her METAL MAN WALKING and also show her AFTER JEWEL which is the one she settles on.
Hmm — does God work in mysterious ways? He certainly did Sunday morning.
William Faulkner is correct — being a writer means being about the task of writing!
BUY my novels for your family and friends. Thanks.
This morning I sold a copy of AFTER JEWEL which was nice — gratifying.
I keep waking in the middle of the night with a thought from my main character. He wakes me to nudge me into the living room where I open my MacBookPro to write whatever it is he wants to say or better yet do!
The story pretty much picks up where the first one ended, and to be truthful, I had to go back and peruse the last few pages of Gani and Sean to remind myself exactly what happened. Marian Watts has headed toward Mexico with a few kilos of Kristoff Koczella’s pure “product.” Sean LePen heads back to Chicago to pick up a “package” and then heads toward Mexico, herself.
We are introduced to a couple new characters as the story shifts to Mexico. Grandmama Maria owns a little shop in Oaxaca de Juarez, called “The Laughing Bowl.” Her grandson, Alberto, helps her run the shop. There is also a man named Paulo, who runs a nearby restaurant called “The Fighting Chicken.” All of the businesses in that town are terrorized by local thugs who work for the Los Zetas drug cartel. They come around periodically to collect “protection money.” But Grandmama Maria refuses to pay. They break her shop windows, along with some of the merchandise, and then they break Alberto’s arm. Maria heads to Mexico City to hire an assassin.
Sean happens to be in Mexico City and observes Maria attempting to hire an assassin, but the man will not take the job. He doesn’t want anything to do with the cartel. Sean introduces herself to Maria, and our new plot begins to take shape. Sean and Maria eventually meet up, and team up against the cartel, along with Maria, Alberto, and Paulo.
It’s an entertaining story and plot with interesting characters. Along the way, we get a little back story about the relationship between Gani and Marian, which we don’t know about in the first book. The ending is satisfying. Will there be more? Only Ms. Evans knows.