He's a criminal. She's far from it.
Together,
they’re Earth's last hope... they just don’t know it yet.
Sinbad
sh'en Singh had everything. A thriving smuggling career, his hologram on wanted
posters on eleven planets, and plenty of women. Then she walked into his life.
Andrea
Talltrees, member of a backwards cult not believing in space travel or anything
else invented after the Twentieth Century. She wants him to find her husband, a
fugitive accused of being an Albegensian spy, the planet currently at war with
Earth.
He
doesn’t want anything to do with an Earther, but a massive culture clash and a
heavy dose of instant attraction get in the way, sending good sense flying out
the viewport.
They'll
brave some very unsavory characters, maybe even prevent a second interplanetary
war...if they can stop arguing.
Wild Women Authors is pleased to feature author Toni V. Sweeney, writing as TS Snow, and
her latest sci-fi venture, Star Smuggler: The Last Voyage, a May 2020
release out of Aethon Books. Instead of the usual character interview, we asked
Toni to talk about this intriguing new venture:
Space Opera
versus Soap Opera
When I wrote the series Star
Smuggler, I didn’t think of it as a “space opera.” I considered it a “romantic adventure.” Studying it now, I realize that’s exactly
what it is…just one gigantic soap opera set in the future on a planet far, far
away. The publisher calls it Star Wars Meets Firefly, and fans of those
two entertainments know what that means: Emphasis on fun and adventure rather
than technology and rocket ships.
The introduction to this
sudsy space saga might go something like this: . . .Welcome, dear reader, to Star
Smuggler, Book 1: The Last Voyage. This may prompt someone to ask, “If this
is the last voyage, how can it be the first book?”
A better question would
be: Can a halfbreed human-hating smuggler find happiness with an adopted
Navajo in spite of threats from the United Terran Federation and many of his
nefarious criminal cohorts?
This novel introduces
Sinbad and Andi, the most mismatched pair in the universe, and is set partly in
the remains of lower California after a gigantic quake sends much of the state
into the Pacific, leaving only Angel City (a remnant of the late, great, Los
Angeles) and Baja California, and partly on other planets of the galaxy.
Andrea Talltrees is a
member of the Naturals, a group who don’t utilize anything that wasn’t around
in the early to mid-twentieth century, and they definitely don’t go flying off
into space in rocket ships.
Sinbad is a half-Felidan
smuggler, resembling a man-sized feline.
He’s big, he’s beautiful, he’s sexy, and he hates humans with a passion
because they framed his father, a Terran soldier, and killed him.
Sin’s way of life
naturally clashes with Andi’s beliefs, and when she isn’t preaching to him
about the immorality of his ways, and he isn’t laughing at her attempts to
reform him, they reach a rapport that gradually blossoms into something that
might be love, though neither will admit it.
They spend most of the
novel arguing while visited various dens of iniquity trying to find Andi’s
husband, Tran, who is accused of being a
spy and has lit out for parts unknown…and then a secret is discovered that threatens
the Earth and the Federation and demands a sacrifice neither wants to make.
Toni brought an excerpt for us:
Andi’s food arrived, a huge dish of something. She took one look at her
plate and swallowed rapidly to keep from gagging, struggling to quell nausea as
the heap of very large, very red worms continued squirming. One actually
wiggled from the plate onto the table.
“I’m not as hungry as I thought.” Andi took one
of the bright yellow apples from the centerpiece. “I’ll just eat this.”
Nodding, Jaafra removed her plate from the table
and took it away.
“I’m sorry,” she told Sinbad. “I just don’t like
to chase my food all over the table.”
She waited for him to make some caustic remark.
Just then, Jaafra returned with Sinbad’s order. With an amused grunt, he picked
up his fork and began to eat.
Andi took one look at what the plate held, gulped
and looked away.
“Talltrees…” He chewed a moment, swallowed, then
said, “There’s something we need to get settled. Now.”
Frowning, she looked at him. He sounded like her
father when he was about to deliver a lecture.
“Look, you have to eat, I have to
eat…it’s more convenient if we do it at the same time, but if you’re going to
go sick every time you see me eat a piece of meat…” He stabbed another morsel
and held up the fork, gesturing with it.
A single drop of blood dripped from it, spattering the edge of his
plate.
Andi swallowed loudly.
“That’s what I’m talking about. I don’t
particularly like watching you eat food that’s been inundated with microwaves
’til it’s the consistency of a charcoal briquette, but I don’t turn green when
you bite into it.”
Andi hadn’t realized her eating habits might as
easily disgust him, and that made her ashamed of her behavior. Naturals taught
the equality of all species, a fact once getting them on the Fed’s Suspect
List, and here she was...
“You’re right, Mr. sh’en Singh, and I’m sorry.”
He didn’t answer, just ate with great relish as
she bit into her apple and discovered it tasted like a banana. Sinbad dipped
his knife into a bowl of red sauce and smeared it on what looked like a slice
of raw potato.
“What’s that?”
“Don’t ask,” came a mouth-filled mumble. There
was sauce on his fingers. He licked it off. “That apple isn’t going to go far.
Would you like a couple of these beetles? I’ve enough to share.”
“Beetles?”
He gestured at what she thought were green peas.
“Antillan fig beetles...high sugar content, full of Vitamin C. They’ve been
dehydrated. Not alive, I promise.”
“No thanks.” She shuddered.
He scooped four off the plate and tossed them
into his mouth, crunching loudly.
“Well, maybe one.” She selected a beetle and bit
cautiously into it. It had a blackberry flavor.
STAR
SMUGGLER: The Last Voyage is available in Kindle and paperback and will soon be
available in audio book.
https://www.amazon.com/Last-Voyage-Star-Smuggler-Book-ebook/dp/B08BYT192S/
ABOUT THE AUTHOR:
Toni V.
Sweeney was born in Georgia after the War between the States but before the
Gulf War. She has lived 30 years in the South, a score in the Middle West, and
a decade on the Pacific Coast and now she’s trying for her second 30 on the
Great Plains.
Toni has several pseudonyms and write in
various genres, and now is adding “TS Snow” to the list with the publishing of
the Star Smuggler series.
Ohhh....sounds like a great read! Very intriguing. Congrats and best wishes!
ReplyDeleteWow! I'd pass on that dinner also! Best of luck with this very interesting story!
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