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Alex didn’t want to die, but he just couldn’t take it anymore. Dwight’s pills seemed to promise escape… and escape is exactly what he gets. He ends up in a world reminiscent of his childhood Wonderland, but nothing is as it was in Alice’s day. The Outerlands are a twisted version of his favorite story, with strange characters and unnatural dangers. Before he can get used to his new home, it’s threatened by an outside force. Will Alex ever find a place where he feels safe?
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Getting ready for your tour of THE OUTERLANDS? I'm getting ready for a tour of my own - a blog tour!
Follow the tour from March 30th through April 10th!
30 March 2015: Lulo Fangirl; 3 Partners in Shopping, Nana, Mommy, & Sissy, Too!; Those Crazy Book Chicks; The Hardcore Obsession; Archaeolibrarian - I dig good books!; The Cover Contessa; splashesintobook
31 March 2015: Adventures in Bookland; Tynga's Reviews; This Wacky Momma Roads!!; Her Book Thoughts
1 April 2015: Bitten By Books
2 April 2015: Kindle and Me
3 April 2015: Bookish Things & More
6 April 2015: Library of the Seen; Lisa's Loves (Books of Course); Kimber Leigh Writes
7 April 2015: Avid Reader Musings
8 April 2015: Cubicle Blindness Book Reviews
9 April 2015: Romance Junkies; paranormal book club (PBC)
10 April 2015: The Phantom Paragrapher; Reading Between the Wines Book Club; Tanya's Book Nook
31 March 2015: Adventures in Bookland; Tynga's Reviews; This Wacky Momma Roads!!; Her Book Thoughts
1 April 2015: Bitten By Books
2 April 2015: Kindle and Me
3 April 2015: Bookish Things & More
6 April 2015: Library of the Seen; Lisa's Loves (Books of Course); Kimber Leigh Writes
7 April 2015: Avid Reader Musings
8 April 2015: Cubicle Blindness Book Reviews
9 April 2015: Romance Junkies; paranormal book club (PBC)
10 April 2015: The Phantom Paragrapher; Reading Between the Wines Book Club; Tanya's Book Nook
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Here's a sneak peak of The Outerlands:
A knot had reformed in his chest. White hot; full of fear, despair, frustration, and rage. Nothing about his life was fair. If he stayed passive, he was tortured. If he fought back, he was punished. No one else felt the way he did. No one else could because no one else had the horrible life he did. He couldn’t talk to anyone about it. Not his parents. Not his friends. Certainly not the Principal. He was alone. Utterly alone.
A sob, primal and full of darkness, ripped itself from his throat and filled the room. He sat down at one of the desks with a bang. Pain shot through his buttock and he lifted off the seat, reaching back into his pocket. He had forgotten about the canister. He pulled it out now, examining the contents with vision blurred by hot, salty tears. There was a paper attached to the outside, but it was half ripped. The only thing he could make out was part of the doctor’s name (Ink-something) and a few letters in the middle of the medication name (me). Laughter bubbled up as he read it together: Dr. Ink me. Dwight had a strange sense of humor. Hiccoughing with a mixture of tears and laughter, he decided he would follow these strange instructions and he twisted off the top of the container. Inside were a bunch of white pills.
They seemed so innocuous, piled up together. This was his salvation; his only option. He barely took a moment to consider anything further except that here, in his hand, was an escape from his pain. From his life. The thought actually excited him. He didn’t want to just be numb. He didn’t want to be high. He wanted to be done. They would have to find someone else to kick around. Someone else to destroy. He wouldn’t have to deal with it anymore. Alexander Carroll Lewis would be free.
He brought the canister up to his lips, took a breath, then tipped the contents into his mouth. The pills were hard and chalky and they left his tongue feeling gross. He took a water bottle from his bag and uncapped it. Taking a huge swig, he felt the pills lift from his tongue and enter the liquid, moving around together.
He swallowed.
A knot had reformed in his chest. White hot; full of fear, despair, frustration, and rage. Nothing about his life was fair. If he stayed passive, he was tortured. If he fought back, he was punished. No one else felt the way he did. No one else could because no one else had the horrible life he did. He couldn’t talk to anyone about it. Not his parents. Not his friends. Certainly not the Principal. He was alone. Utterly alone.
A sob, primal and full of darkness, ripped itself from his throat and filled the room. He sat down at one of the desks with a bang. Pain shot through his buttock and he lifted off the seat, reaching back into his pocket. He had forgotten about the canister. He pulled it out now, examining the contents with vision blurred by hot, salty tears. There was a paper attached to the outside, but it was half ripped. The only thing he could make out was part of the doctor’s name (Ink-something) and a few letters in the middle of the medication name (me). Laughter bubbled up as he read it together: Dr. Ink me. Dwight had a strange sense of humor. Hiccoughing with a mixture of tears and laughter, he decided he would follow these strange instructions and he twisted off the top of the container. Inside were a bunch of white pills.
They seemed so innocuous, piled up together. This was his salvation; his only option. He barely took a moment to consider anything further except that here, in his hand, was an escape from his pain. From his life. The thought actually excited him. He didn’t want to just be numb. He didn’t want to be high. He wanted to be done. They would have to find someone else to kick around. Someone else to destroy. He wouldn’t have to deal with it anymore. Alexander Carroll Lewis would be free.
He brought the canister up to his lips, took a breath, then tipped the contents into his mouth. The pills were hard and chalky and they left his tongue feeling gross. He took a water bottle from his bag and uncapped it. Taking a huge swig, he felt the pills lift from his tongue and enter the liquid, moving around together.
He swallowed.
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