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The Tuar Tums Trilogy, Book One

Young Adult Sci-Fi

Date Published: February 25, 2021

 

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The coming battle has been foretold by the myths of the Indigenous
Americans of the Arizona desert for generations.

Now, in the modern world, Alexa has celebrated twelve birthdays without her
father, and on the eve of her sixteenth, he mysteriously returns with a gift
she never imagined and a story of alien worlds beyond our own.

Can Alexa and her friends unlock the secrets of the Southwest, millions of
years in the making?

Can they stop the threat from a planet thousands of light-years away?

In this “can’t-put-it-down” young adult sci-fi fantasy, a
battle for the future of planet Earth, itself, is waged, and only a teenage
girl can save them, now.

 

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Prologue: Approximately Sixty-Five Million Years Ago

 The Orb softly glowed in the evening sky, visible but not intruding on the darkness of night. Millions of years ago, a halo appeared, surrounding the Orb in a purple silhouette. The halo’s purpose was unknown to the planet’s inhabitants, but they knew little about the Orb. Its soft purple light pulsing in the evening sky was a comfort to those on the planet, nature’s night-light. 

Over time the halo strengthened, gaining in brightness as if it were absorbing the Orb’s energy. The Orb was a Neutron Star, a stellar remnant that underwent supernova billions of years ago, but this was no ordinary star, for this star marked the exact center of the universe. All things rotated around this tiny Orb, for it was the universe’s Mother Star.

The beings of the planet called the star Shinua, meaning giver of life in their language. This was ironic, for that’s precisely what Shinua did. Its faint pulsing light gave life to their insignificant planet, and the inhabitants prospered without knowing why. 

Unknown to the inhabitants, Shinua was dying. Over hundreds of millions of years, the beautiful star had suffered numerous starquakes that ruptured its surface as its rotation slowed. The planet’s inhabitants didn’t observe the effects, and they went about their lives, ignorant of the events unfolding in their night sky. Then the inevitable happened.

With its remaining fuel spent, Shinua pulsed for the last time. With one final pulse, the Orb violently exploded, expelling its core into space. The small planet’s inhabitants watched as their beloved star vanished from sight, replaced by a pinprick of nothingness. The only evidence was a disturbance in space, an invisible force tugging at the fabric of space and time, a small scar in an otherwise vast sky. 

Moments later, the consequences of the event were made known to the planet’s inhabitants. A piece of Shinua, sixty kilometers wide, slammed into the unsuspecting world. All life was obliterated within four thousand kilometers of Shinua’s impact, and the planet’s surface bore a scar three hundred kilometers in diameter and three kilometers deep. Eventually, Shinua’s impact killed seventy percent of all life and forever changed the lives of those lucky enough to survive an extinction-level event. 

The tiny planet wasn’t the only one impacted by Shinua’s debris. Throughout the galaxy, pieces of Shinua collided with unsuspecting worlds. With debris traveling near the speed of light, it wreaked havoc across the galaxy. Some parts hit other stars and were consumed in fiery blasts. Other pieces collided with distant planets still forming in a galaxy that would continue to expand for billions of years. The odds of impact were one in a million, but there were trillions of targets.              

Nearly twenty-seven thousand years later, a chunk of Shinua fifty kilometers wide approached a small planet in the Orion-Cygnus Arm of the Milky Way galaxy. The planet was insignificant, consisting of unintelligent reptilian life-forms who watched as an enormous fireball streaked through the sky before embedding in the planet’s soft mantle in an event its future scientists would call Chicxulub. Extinction was swift, but in their place rose a species that became known as mammals. Over millions of years, they grew in intelligence, finally giving way to a species of bipedalism that ultimately ruled the tiny planet.

The insignificant planet was Earth. The events that unfolded sixty-five million years ago entangled its future inhabitants with those of the distant planet that had watched Shinua vanish from sight so long ago. Two worlds, separated by more than 1017 miles, held pieces of the greatest power in the universe. A force that was torn apart when Shinua disintegrated in the distant planet’s night sky.   

Their fates were sealed, a Prophecy would be made, and ultimately, neither planet would survive without the other.

 

 

About the Author

Phil Asmundson

Phil Asmundson has taken an unusual path to publish his first
book—the first of a trilogy no less. He was an outdoor kid who built
not only miles of trails through the woods but also created adventures that
lived only in his mind. After a 33-year career at Deloitte & Touche, he
began researching Southwest myths, discovered the Tuar Tums’ legend, and
brought them to life. He’s always had a passion for science and is
fond of saying, “True science is indistinguishable from magic.”
Phil and his wife, Kim, live in Arizona, where they own Deep Sky Vineyard
and spend their nights looking at the stars.

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Date Published: February 25, 2021

 

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The coming battle has been foretold by the myths of the Indigenous
Americans of the Arizona desert for generations.

Now, in the modern world, Alexa has celebrated twelve birthdays without her
father, and on the eve of her sixteenth, he mysteriously returns with a gift
she never imagined and a story of alien worlds beyond our own.

Can Alexa and her friends unlock the secrets of the Southwest, millions of
years in the making?

Can they stop the threat from a planet thousands of light-years away?

In this “can’t-put-it-down” young adult sci-fi fantasy, a
battle for the future of planet Earth, itself, is waged, and only a teenage
girl can save them, now.

 

About the Author

Phil Asmundson

Phil Asmundson has taken an unusual path to publish his first
book—the first of a trilogy no less. He was an outdoor kid who built
not only miles of trails through the woods but also created adventures that
lived only in his mind. After a 33-year career at Deloitte & Touche, he
began researching Southwest myths, discovered the Tuar Tums’ legend, and
brought them to life. He’s always had a passion for science and is
fond of saying, “True science is indistinguishable from magic.”
Phil and his wife, Kim, live in Arizona, where they own Deep Sky Vineyard
and spend their nights looking at the stars.

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Young Adult Sci-Fi

 

Date Published: September 30, 2020

Publisher: MindStir Media

A childhood in isolation is an awful childhood, what’s worse? One in a test laboratory as a guinea pig. Thousands of years after humans left earth and relocated to a neighboring solar system this story follows the emotional and physical journey a small band of teenage brothers will take to set free the family they never knew they had. Escaping from a testing site they set in motion a journey that will use all of their brains, their brawn, and awakened powers they never knew they had.

Praise for Seven: The Rescue

“A. A. Salter’s debut novel, Seven: The Rescue, is a fast-moving sci-fi adventure dropping the reader right in the middle of the action. You’re front and center as a band of six teenaged brothers, each with unique powers and abilities, discover there’s a seventh and resolve to rescue him from ruthless corporate controllers bent on exploiting his gifts. With hints of X-Men and Guardians of the Galaxy, Seven delivers it all with video-game-style intensity.”

–J.J. Hebert, #1 Amazon Bestselling Author

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I couldn’t see. The blindfold was cutting in tight on my face. Th e gag was so tight it choked me. I had to calm down, slow my breathing. I could feel the blood running thick down the front of my face. My head was spinning. 

I wanted to throw up, but I knew I couldn’t. With this gag in my mouth, I could choke. I strained my ears, trying to hear anything familiar. Oh no, I was slipping out— come on, keep your eyes open

I open my eyes, squinting in the bright sun. I feel the thick grass under my back. “Come on, boy, these fish won’t catch themselves,” 

I jump up and run after Teacher. 

Being six years old, I walk fast to keep pace with Teacher’s long stride. Today is patience training, and Teacher loves going fi shing for patience training. It beats sitting by the big oak tree in the front yard, not moving or talking for hours. 

We had only just cast our lines in the pond in front of our house when the first bite hit my line. Th is feels like a big fish, and it’s rare for me to catch big fi sh. I rarely catch any fish at all, come to think of it. Reeling it in, I can see it is a huge fish, bigger than anything I have seen even Teacher catch—and we fish a lot. 

I see him running down the bank towards me, after noticing me fighting this monster fish in. I flung the fish to the bank just as Teacher ran up and grabbed it before it slid back into the pond. I haven’t seen Teacher this happy in a while. He is the closest thing to a father I have and he has been with my mom and me for as long as I can remember. His pale red skin and dark red hair look funny in contrast to my gray skin and black hair, but he is family. 

He gives me a smile that I have become accustomed to receiving from him the last few years. It’s the smile that lets me know I made him proud. His smile is contagious, it’s hard not to smile when he does. I walk over to him, now holding the huge fi sh. 

“Good job, kiddo,” he says, kneeling down to give me a hug. 

An explosion in the distance shook me in my chair. My head had nodded down to my chest, and my neck started to ache. 

What was going on? I could tell something was happening. 

Weren’t they still running tests on me? However, with these explosions going off , something was going wrong. What is happening?  I could hear screaming in the distance—someone had made it inside the facility. I focused to see if there was a way to pick up signs of who was coming. No . . . no . . . no . . . 

stay awake, please stay awake, stay alert—

“Stay alert!” Teacher yells at me as he kicks me in the chest, knocking me down to the sawdust in the training pit. I had seen his hand ax coming towards me and I was able to block it with my sword but had not realized it was a diversion; the kick was the real attack. Teacher said I had picked up weapons training pretty fast for a ten year old, but he insisted I was not living up to my full potential with my training. 

“You know what is coming. You just have to feel it, calm your nerves, and breathe. You are young, and your emotions are deceiving you. Close your eyes,” he says, circling me in the fi ghting pit, walking so lightly it is hard to hear any footfalls at all. 

“Now that your eyes are closed, sense the attack,” he says, followed by silence. Remaining quiet for what seemed too long, my mind starts racing. What is there to  sense ? Am I supposed to hear him, smell him? 

Just then, I see him coming as he attacks from behind. My power had kicked in just in time. I roll under his sword, popping up behind him, my blade stopping inches from his throat. “How did I do that?” I say, moving away while lowering my sword, stunned. 

“I saw you coming from behind! Like I saw you…. behind me!” 

Astonishment clings to my every word. “What does that mean?” 

“It means training has just started.” He kneels down and hugs me. 

I’m falling . . .  

I came to as my chair dumped me onto the concrete floor, cold on my cheek. An explosion must have gone off near me and blew me backward. I could hear people talking clearly now. 

 

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A.A Salter

 

 

 

A.A Salter grew up on the southeast coast of Georgia near Savannah. Growing up with five brothers and one sister proved to never contain a dull moment. Writing has always been their passion and they are excited to take you on this journey into their imagination. A journey that started many years ago.

 

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Young Adult Sci-Fi

 

Date Published: September 30, 2020

Publisher: MindStir Media

A childhood in isolation is an awful childhood, what’s worse? One in a test laboratory as a guinea pig. Thousands of years after humans left earth and relocated to a neighboring solar system this story follows the emotional and physical journey a small band of teenage brothers will take to set free the family they never knew they had. Escaping from a testing site they set in motion a journey that will use all of their brains, their brawn, and awakened powers they never knew they had.

Praise for Seven: The Rescue

“A. A. Salter’s debut novel, Seven: The Rescue, is a fast-moving sci-fi adventure dropping the reader right in the middle of the action. You’re front and center as a band of six teenaged brothers, each with unique powers and abilities, discover there’s a seventh and resolve to rescue him from ruthless corporate controllers bent on exploiting his gifts. With hints of X-Men and Guardians of the Galaxy, Seven delivers it all with video-game-style intensity.”

–J.J. Hebert, #1 Amazon Bestselling Author

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A.A Salter


A.A Salter grew up on the southeast coast of Georgia near Savannah. Growing up with five brothers and one sister proved to never contain a dull moment. Writing has always been their passion and they are excited to take you on this journey into their imagination. A journey that started many years ago.

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Trazer: Kids of a Stolen Tomorrow -Virtual Book Tour

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Date Published: 10/18/17
Publisher: YorubaBoy Books
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It’s the year 93 O.O., and Dara Adeleye is a student with a bright future and her life figured out. That is, until a chance encounter with a mysterious child changes everything.
Dara lives in a world shaped by the Miracle of Elegua, an intervention by the gods in the fate of an Earth on the brink of collapse decades before she was born. Exceptionally gifted as an artist, her day-to-day attentions are on excelling in school in order to rise above her lower-class upbringing and raise her friends and family out of the dreaded red vanes. But Earth is headed towards the brink again and it may just be the gift she doesn’t know she has that can save it . . .
Kristano Arvelo is a trazer–the term used for the graffiti writers of Dara’s time, a once-slang that originated in her home town of Todirb Wall. The aimless leader of a local group of trazers, he may hold a key to unlocking Dara’s hidden gifts. But it will come at the cost of the destiny she believed was hers.

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OLAIYA

570.0.

“SHO FE JE ashewo?! Eh? You wanna end up a prostitute? Ah, Omo de yi, ko kin gboro! You’re a disgrace! Sho gbo mi? You hear me!? A disgrace! (Hissing)0 ru igi oyin!” You should be embarrassed! Skipping class?! Vandalism!? You think you are going to bring shame on me and your papa?
Running around pelu those losers like you have no sense.
Have you no sense? Have some pride! It is my fault for allowing you to have such an easy life; a maid to clean up after you, no struggles to speak of. You’ve had no responsibilities. But I hear you now, omo de. From now on you will do the maid’s work, and she will be paid to see to it you do. And you will still complete your studies and excel. Sho gbo?! You hear me!? By the time you are done each day your arms will be too tired to deface property, your legs too tired to skip!”
Her mother’s almost musical application of vernacular moved rapid fire in between the cracks of the cane landing on her hands so that Grace Ife, as she would one day be known, whose cries came in rhythmic response to each lashing, had the odd understanding of what it meant to be a talking drum in the band at the parties she attended with her parents as a child. “Obinrin o ti ri aye li le! Mase sege si e lara!”
And her mother was true to her words that day, for Grace had never received a beating so thorough, until her father arrived later that evening, and having learned from her mother that she had been caught cutting class (exposed when Officer Babawale found her trazing the side of a condemned building earlier that afternoon) proceeded to lay into her with a series of insults so punishing, he needed not lift a finger.

TRAZER

And so the cane of his voice went, Wai-Wai-Wai-Wa punctuated by the neighboring tone of her wails. If there were any musicians worth their salt living in the adugbo who happened to be present during that interval, fortune had clearly favored them with so many great opportunities for inspiration, or, if they were shameless enough to press record, free instrumentals for their next set (they did not even have to open their doors). Grace suffered greater injury from the internal humiliation brought on by her father’s harsh words, for there was nothing more viperous than the tongue lashing of an angry Yoruba parent in Yoruba. Her greatest regret besides the trouble she was in was she hadn’t been able to somehow prevent the news from arriving until both Mama and Papa were home at the same time. Oh well.
As she washed the dishes and turned the house upside down, jolting all clutter and dirt from the corners in which they’d grown comfortable, her aches didn’t throb so much as knock, demanding to know when sleep was imminent, a query that would undoubtedly never make it to her parents. She completed her last homework assignment in time to shower and dress for school, and was more awake and alert in class than if she’d slept a full night. She was of the notion however, that her outer shell had disappeared-perhaps abandoning her to continue polishing the cabinets in the kitchen-and that she was a glorious apparition, unburdened of rude things like physical discomfort. As she received the results from her calculus exam, she barely acknowledged the instructor who muttered “Iranu. Nonsense … what a waste,” as he sent another green check mark to her panel:
100/100.
The ire of her parents and teachers was justified. Grace knew this. She was quite easily the brightest of her peers which was almost miraculous, considering many of Nigeria’s most luminous, most privileged-the one percent of the one percent-attended Gregory’s College.

About the Author

JOSEPH OLUMIDE ADEGBOYEGA-EDUN was born in Lagos, the then-capital city of Nigeria.  A great-grandson of  the First-Secretary of the Egba United Government, he was brought to the United States at age two when his parents came to study. Increasing corruption in the Nigerian government followed by the return of military rule thwarted their plans to move back and America became home. They set roots in Brooklyn, New York, a vibrant environment colored with graffiti and steeped in elements of hip-hop that left an indelible mark on the future author’s consciousness.

The cultural influences and experiences of his homeland and the city of his early youth have been a strong source of creative inspiration for the author. Trazer: Kids of Stolen Tomorrow is his debut novel, and the first entry in the Trazer Series. When not writing, Joe enjoys working on other projects with his creative partners  LenStorm, 7Woundz and Soundz, and exploring the breathtaking wilderness of the Chesapeake.

 

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