Thursday, November 17, 2011

Expedition Beyond by Roger Bagg - Interview : Pump Up Your Book Tour Stop



Desmond (Des) Alexander Cox leads a small expedition into a newly formed vertical crevasse near the magnetic North Pole, where he falls, is lost, and emerges into a new world topsy-turvy to ours supporting the theory of how the planets and universe formed advanced by a leading astrophysicist named Anderson.

EXCERPT
Desmond (Des) Alexander Cox leads a small expedition into a newly formed vertical crevasse near the magnetic North Pole. He and his fellow metallurgist Mitch begin the initial descent when attacked by unknown creatures. Des falls, is lost, and emerges into a new world topsy-turvy to ours supporting the theory of how the planets formed advanced by a leading astrophysicist named Anderson.

Des meets and befriends the planet’s interior inhabitants who are descendants of the Anasazi-Aztec tribes. He enters a world of lush forests and pristine mountains where people are in harmony with nature. Light emanates from a central sun.
A senator’s son is swallowed by a suddenly appearing crevice in Australia beginning a massive search by his wealthy father.
With swashbuckling style, charm and an intricate plan involving the US Army, Mitch organizes a rescue crew of his own to find Des.
These two fissures are temporary vents for air circulation to the planetary core. The Anderson Theory is now within the grasp of being proven, shocking the basic foundation of time and space in the scientific community.


Des is accepted by the tribal leadership in a simple ceremony within Say-ance, an igloo shaped adobe structure with a central open-pit fire, where he learns the bitter truth. “Des,” the village elder seated cross-legged next to him begins with faltering English and a serious, almost painful expression:
“We do not…know time.”

Here, they couldn’t watch the sun rise and set, nor the planets move through space, nor the stars light up the night. Whenever their sun peeked out from under clouds, it was always directly overhead—it never seemed to move. Apparently, there weren’t any seasons to their years, nor would they even know what a year was, so how could they possibly know time?

“I gave you the watch,” Des replied.

Itar opened and proudly displayed the pocket watch.
“With the watch, you know time,” Des explained.

Itar closed the cover. “Des, we do not…know time,” he said hesitantly.

“With the watch, I can teach you time.”
This circuitous conversation made Des tired, and now he also felt somewhat nauseated.

“Des, we know time.”

First, Itar doesn’t know, and now he does?

“How do you know time?”
Itar folded his arms and rocked. “The time-keeper.”

Des folded his arms as well, and the two men sat silently, unable to communicate. He doesn’t know time, but he does know time. He has a timekeeper. Itar looked discouraged, which was how Des felt, too.

Then it dawned on Des: Not ‘know,’ but ‘no’—We do not have any time.
He touched Itar on the shoulder. “No time?”
Itar said, “No time, yes.”
“Why no time?”
Itar sighed.
“The beasts return.”




Roger Bagg was born in Baltimore, Maryland and does have a birth certificate from Baltimore City Hospital. He is a practicing veterinarian near Boulder, Colorado and jointly owns a small animal hospital. His outside interests include camping, hiking, jogging, skiing, hunting and most other activities except skydiving and bungee jumping. He is a motorcycle enthusiast owning both a Kawasaki and a Yamaha.

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