|Geller's Find by Sandra Cox|
Welcome Sandra! Please, tell us about your story.
Thanks for visiting with us, Cuz.
Sandra: It’s summer break and Dr. Luke Geller, history prof and part-time archeologist is in Nevada looking for potsherds. What he discovers is an antique rifle and a portal in time.
Janet: In case you're wondering what a potsherd is like I did, I looked it up in the dictionary. I actually clicked on Google for the meaning. The definition from Oxford Languages is "a broken piece of ceramic material, especially one found on an archaeological site."
Sandra, please share an excerpt from the book so we can meet handsome Luke Geller and get a taste of this Western.
|Geller's Find by Sandra Cox|
Western Romance, Time Travel
Excerpt: Chapter One, Geller's Find
His heels caught in a patch of fuzzy green and gray weeds. Buried in their center was a large piece of chiastolite. Ancient markings all but obliterating the standard graphite cross that long ago was used to ward off evil. The hair on the back of his neck rose and his nerves twitched. He’d never seen anything like that rock before. He nudged it with his foot. When it didn’t budge, he bent to pick it up.
The ground under his feet trembled.
The chiastolite glowed. The markings shimmered.
What the hell?
He flapped his arms, trying to balance himself as the ground dropped an inch. A perfect circle below his feet gave way. The stone stayed in place.
He fell into a cylinder of rock and stone.
The bottom dropped.
His stomach flopped and he swirled down.
The wind whistled in his ears as he tumbled into a deep black hole that went on forever. The chill in the air fell away. The further down he went, the hotter the air. The rocks around him began to glow. Good God. Either he was heading for hell or the earth’s core, and neither was where he wanted to be. His grip on the rifle tightened as he bounced off the hot stones that closed around him as he whirled in a tube of rock.
Time had no meaning. Seconds, minutes, maybe more passed as the cyclone of air spun him around. His stomach pushed up to his throat and he fought off nausea.
With a scraping sound, the spinning lurched to a stop.
Then as if an elevator button was punched, he started upward. Only unlike an elevator there was no floor, just rough rock gravity glued him against.
Up. Up. Up. Faster and faster. Then momentum stopped. His body quivered. A force thrust upward and opened.
Hard earth rose to meet him.
With a thud, he landed.
|Facts about Luke Geller|
Doctor Luke Geller is a full-time history professor and part-time archeologist.
His specialty is Native American artifacts.
Instead of a gun, he carries a Hopi throwing stick.
He likes cats, horses with a sense of humor, and women who aren’t looking for a commitment.
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Sandra, who also writes as S. Cox, is a vegetarian, animal lover and avid gardener. She lives with her husband, their dog and
|Author Sandra Cox|
An award-winning author, her stories consist of all things Western and more.
She spent a number of years in the Midwest chasing down good Southern BBQ. By the time she moved to North Carolina where Southern BBQ is practically a staple, she’d become a vegetarian.
Pineapple is a must-have on pizza, along with black olives and onions.
She loves pumpkin waffles. Pumpkin cream cheese, not so much.
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