by John T. Biggs
|When Clementine goes into a trance and predicts WWIII at a meeting of a rural spiritualist church, the congregation is convinced she is a prophet with a direct connection to the other side.
Carl, a scientist with a nearby secret lab, has other ideas. He’s certain she has a special kind of epilepsy that opens a previously unknown channel of communication—just the thing he needs to produce clones who’ll be the key to the survival of the human race. But first, he has to “get a close up look at Clem’s fascinatin’ little brain.”
It sounds like she’s about to become some kind of lab rat, but Clementine narrowly escapes him the night the atomic bombs start falling. None close enough to set her little corner of the world on fire, but cities go up in smoke and modern technology is ruined forever‚ no power, no transportation, no communication. Through it all, Clem she stays one step ahead of Carl and the ragged survivors of the holocaust.
After a few months of close calls and near disasters, though, Clem knows she can’t keep running. Her only way out is to meet Carl face to face. If he wins, it might mean the end of Clementine. If she wins, it might mean the end of the world… (80 pages, Fleet Press, 2016)
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|I fell in love with Oklahoma when I came here looking for a job. It was nothing like the movies had led me to expect. The dust bowl was over (I hadn’t heard). Cowboy hats were as popular as ever. Horses too, but people mostly rode around in cars or pickup trucks when they had serious traveling to do. Oklahoma had a large Lebanese population, and a pretty big group of Asians, mostly emigrated from Vietnam. There were Euro-Americans, and African Americans, and Native Americans and some special racial combinations I’d never heard of like Cherokee Freedmen and Black Seminoles. I knew I’d have to write about it sooner or later.
I started off with a bad novel–about Oklahoma of course. You won’t find it on Amazon because it never was published. An agent / editor read the first fifty pages and told me I should sharpen my skills with short fiction. That was pretty good advice.
One of my stories, “Boy Witch” won the 80th annual Writer’s Digest Competition. Another won third prize in the 2011 Lorian Hemingway short story contest, and another took top honors in the 2012 Oklahoma Writers Federation Inc. annual conference. I had thirty five short stories published in one form or another (many in books for sale on Amazon) before I finally got a publisher interested in my first good novel, OWL DREAMS. Pen-L Publishing released that book on November 15, 2013.
Everything I write is so full of Oklahoma that once you read it, you’ll never get the red dirt stains washed out of your mind. The tribes play a significant role. No authentic discussion of the state is possible without them. Traditional Native American legends are reworked and set in the modern era, the way oral historians always intended. A few outrageous lies are worked into the plots because I can’t help myself.
Everyone I ever knew is in my stories and in OWL DREAMS, along with a few characters I’ve only imagined. They are mixed together in a large pot–panhandle included–cooked over a low heat and served up family style. Come and get it while it’s hot.