Title:
Author:
Publication Date:
Publisher:
Available Formats:eBookPaperback
Blog Tour:First Rule Publicity
Description: Mark Inman has two loves: particle physics and Sarah. She agrees to become his wife at the same time his experiment to find the Higgs boson goes off the rails.
Journey with Mark while his existence melts and reforms in unpredictable ways as the veils between realities thin. His exploration of the minutiae of quantum physics builds a fascinating tapestry of alternate universes.
His search for survival, and the search for meaning and what is real, drive Mark as he experiences lives he never dreamed possible. His only touchstones: find Sarah and find his way home.
Excerpt:
“I love you.” I groan as the tingles advance up my toes and feet, and the characteristic sparkles edge my vision.
I’ll never know whether Sarah heard me this time. Or any other time I’ve told her, for that matter.
My problem is that the dimensional shift can come without me stirring; I’m in the middle of a conversation, and the other person doesn’t know I’ve begun moving in the mysterious sub-atomic spaces.
This time my shift is lucky: the Sarah looking back at me from behind doe-brown eyes looks similar to the one to whom I had just confessed my emotions. Same short brown hair with auburn highlights, same angular cheekbones, though the hollows beneath them are a little more pronounced. This version hasn’t been eating well, I can see from the paper-thin texture of her previously fine skin. I’m even still holding her by her shoulders, though her coat is threadbare now.
I know Sarah is suspicious, as I try to regain my footing in the conversation. In every incarnation I’ve known her, she is quick to catch details out of sync. She is dearer to me every time she notices that I’m not quite the same person she’s known. It’s my first mission every time I notice the leaves have changed shape, or the road is made of a different material, or even that the skin on my hand has molted to some new form: Find the Sarah of this reality. I consider myself something like her guardian angel, though that sounds more maudlin than I intend. She is a sort of gravity well for me, and though we’ve been together in dimensions that can’t be explained in human terms, and I couldn’t describe the equivalent of what color her eyes were or whether she had hair, her soul chimes at a specific frequency that brings out the best in my own. And lets me know her regardless of the form in which it’s cloaked.
About the Author:
A voracious reader since she was a toddler, and an ordained spiritualist, Tonya Cannariato has now presided over the marriage of her love of reading and her love of writing. She’s lived a nomadic life, following first her parents in their Foreign Service career through Africa, Europe, and Asia, and then her own nose criss-crossing America as she’s gotten old enough to make those choices for herself. She’s currently based in Milwaukee with her three loves: her husband and two Siberian Huskies. She suspects her Huskies of mystical alchemy with their joyous liberation of her muse and other magical beings for her inspiration. She loves to sleep, to watch her interesting dreams, some of which are now finding new life in written form.
Note: All opinions presented in book and product reviews are my own. Opinions presented in posts authored by others reflect the view of the author only and not necessarily my view or opinion. If a product was given to me for review, the source of that product is noted in the post. Amazon and Book Depository links are affiliate links and I do earn a small amount for each purchase. Other affiliate links will be noted in the post.
