Today, I'm featuring author Dylan Lee Peters.
His book The Dean Machine was inspired by his – late - dog, Dean.
Dylan has pledged to
donate a portion of his royalties from The Dean Machine to animal rescue
shelters for as long as the book is in publication.
"This is
how I plan to honor Dean’s memory. I have an area set up for The Dean Machine
with the preface of the book (which explains my relationship with Dean and why
I was inspired to write [the book], a sample chapter, book artwork, and
pictures and video of the real Dean (he was a very cute old man)."
The Dean Machine
By: Dylan Lee Peters
Publication Date: 3
December 2015
Genres/themes: Animals, Adventure, Other world
Blurb:
Meet Dan Delacor, an utterly boring citizen
of Yellow City. Every day he puts on his yellow shoes, yellow shirt, yellow
pants, and yellow tie, and catches a ride on the Tunnel Runner from the suburbs
into downtown. He has a job, a home, and a girlfriend, and he never wonders
what waits beyond the giant glass wall that surrounds Yellow City.
Except… Dan isn’t as boring as he seems. He
often wonders why everything in Yellow City has to be yellow. He wonders why he
suffers frequent anxiety attacks, and why he can’t help himself from strolling
through dangerous neighborhoods, or running wildly through the fields that
separate downtown from the suburbs. Mostly though, Dan wonders why he can’t
remember how he lost his right arm, or anything that happened before five years
ago.
So, when Dan’s mundane yellow world is interrupted with the seemingly
impossible presence of a little red dog named Dean, he quickly finds out there
are answers to his questions, and that everything he knows is a lie.
Follow Dan as he learns the secrets of his true identity, the scope of
the world beyond the wall, and the true intentions of Yellow City’s mysterious
leader, Chancellor Elgrey Vinsidian. Meet Wendy, the twelve-year-old girl on a
rescue mission, Echo Valkzdokker, the woman with a love for danger, James
Perkins, the wily pilot who has a way with words, and Bianna Kensington, the
cold-mannered rebel with a cause. Look through the cracks of this new world
with Dan as he learns why his little friend is nicknamed The Dean Machine, what
special bond they share, and why the dog deserves a legacy that should live on
forever.
He lives to love.
He would die to protect.
His heart is a machine.
Excerpt from The
Dean Machine
A red dog? Dan wondered with
a modicum of shock. He couldn’t remember the last time he had seen a dog that
wasn’t a Golden Retriever. Not that Dan could remember much, but it was enough
of an oddity that he couldn’t help staring at the girl and her dog. The dog was
very small, probably somewhere around ten pounds, and the majority of its fur
was red, with the exception of its white paws, some white in its tail, and an
aged, white face. The brown-haired girl was on her hands and knees, slapping at
the ground in front of it, mimicking the actions of a playful dog, and her pet
was eating it up. It bounced from one side to the other, putting its chest on
the ground and wagging its feathered tail in the air.
The old dog has spirit, Dan
laughed to himself as the little dog gave a playful bark and ran three circles
around the girl. It had large ears that stood straight up, and each one bore
tufts of long red hair that caught the wind as it ran. Another five laps around
the young girl, and the dog was winded. It stood panting, its big brown nose
bobbing up and down, and the young girl smiled at it lovingly.
“Had enough?” she teased.
The dog continued to pant with its mouth wide. It looked as if it were smiling.
“Okay, let’s go home.” The girl scooped the little dog up in her arms, and it
licked her face affectionately. “I love you, too.”
Dan smiled and turned to
continue his walk to the medical sector, knowing he had made the right decision
to forego the Tunnel Runner. There was something about Arbor Slum that always
reminded Dan that life was worth it. No matter how short the feeling lasted and
no matter how his mundane life ran him back and forth through the same rut over
and over like logs through a mill, Arbor Slum gave him a feeling to be valued.
He watched the sun as it continued to set and wished the moment could last.
Connect with the
Dylan Peters:
Official Website: www.dylanleepeters.com
Twitter: https://twitter.com/dylanleepeters
Add the book on Goodreads: http://www.goodreads.com/book/show/28259263-the-dean-machine
Buy the book via Amazon: http://www.amazon.com/The-Dean-Machine-Dylan-Peters-ebook/dp/B018WTDFDY
