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The Remnant on Tour {+ Giveaway}

Author William Michael Davidson is on tour with MC Book Tours featuring his new novel, THE REMNANT, being released Feb. 7 by Dancing Lemur Press L.L.C.

You can follow Davidson’s tour schedule HERE for reviews, excerpts, interviews, features, and a chance to win a copy of his book.

◊THE REMNANT

◊by William Michael Davidson

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◊Release date: February 7, 2017

◊$15.95, 6×9 Trade paperback, 242 pages

◊Science Fiction (FIC028000) / Christian Futuristic Fiction (FIC0402020)

◊Print ISBN 978-1-939844-29-3

◊eBook ISBN 978-1-939844-30-9

◊Order through Ingram, Follett, or from the publisher

◊$4.99 eBook available in all formats

One nation, without God…

 

          Colton Pierce apprehends Abberants—those who display symptoms of faith—and quarantines them on a remote island to ensure public safety.  Years prior, the government released a genetically-engineered super flu that destroyed the genes believed to be the biological source of spiritual experience in an effort to rid the world of terrorism. As an extractor with the Center for Theological Control, Colton is dedicated to the cause.

          But Colton’s steadfast commitment is challenged when he learns his own son has been targeted for extraction. An underground militia, the Remnant, agrees to help Colton save his son in exchange for his assistance with their plan to free the Aberrants on the island.

          Colton is faced with the most important decision of his life. Remain faithful to the CTC? Or give up everything to save his son?

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THE REMNANT is available to order in eBook form at the following sites:

Amazon

Barnes & Noble

Kobo

iTunes

The print format of the book is available at these sites:

Amazon 

Barnes & Noble

Chapters-Indigo

Book Depository

Foyles

Mediander

Fiction DB

Be sure to add THE REMNANT to your bookshelf on Goodreads.

 

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William Michael Davidson lives in Long Beach, California with his wife and two daughters. A believer that “good living produces good writing,” Davidson writes early in the morning so he can get outside, exercise, spend time with people, and experience as much as possible.

A writer of speculative fiction, he enjoys stories that deal with humanity’s inherent need for redemption.

For more on Davidson and his writing, connect with him on Goodreads, Twitter, Facebook, and Amazon Author’s Page.

This is a tour-wide giveaway for two (2) print copies that are available to those living in the U.S. only and one (1) eBook copy available international. The giveaway will end at 12 a.m. (EST) on Sunday, Feb. 26. You can enter to win at each stop of the tour.

Thanks for stopping by today. Be sure to visit the other blogs on the tour for more chances to win. The schedule is located HERE.

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Excerpt

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Colton got home around ten o’clock. He’d stayed at the fundraiser for a few hours after the speech, had a couple more drinks, two plates for dinner, and did his best to socialize and rub elbows with his colleagues despite his misgivings over what had occurred. After a couple more glasses of champagne and a few conversations that encouraged him to apply for the soon-to-be-vacant position of Chief Officer, he’d convinced himself that he must have witnessed some kind of anomaly. Ashton Lampson couldn’t be the favorite to replace Brian Barclay. It just wasn’t humanly possible, and Ashton must have rounded up some of his inner-circle to get the crowd chanting. Once one person starts chanting, others tend to follow. It was almost a law of science. People would have chanted “Toilet Bowl Cleaner!” if the right number of people started and they were deep enough into their champagne.

He poured himself a brandy, kicked off his shoes, and walked onto his balcony, which overlooked the beach. He took a seat on one of his deck chairs. This was where Colton found himself most evenings. He often strolled onto the small balcony to reflect on his day and, when he could see the Quarantine Zone on a clear night, he would pride himself on how many Aberrants he’d personally been responsible for transporting there. It often eased his mind. It was too dark to see the Island now, but such a crisp breeze after a hot day felt refreshing.

Before long, Colton finished his glass of brandy and became restless. Marty was seeing a movie with a friend and his family and wouldn’t be back till nearly midnight. The silence that filled the condominium—the silence that first began when Mona walked out—had never been easy to adjust to. Maybe he shouldn’t have agreed for him to stay out so late. It was much later than his normal bedtime.

Unable to stand the silence any longer, Colton went back inside, poured himself another glass of brandy, and turned on the television to CNN. Drew Harrell was doing a story about the new legislation and various guests—scientists, teachers, politicians—were touting their opinions. A schoolteacher in Arkansas was discussing the safety of her classes and how, without fully exterminating the Aberrants, she feared a possible theological outbreak one day. It wasn’t fair to the children and the country’s future, she protested. The mayor of Chicago discussed how the city’s unofficial polling had proven beyond a shadow of doubt that the people of his city—of the country, for that matter—were behind the new legislation and thought it a necessary step to ensure the public health and safety.

Wandering toward his bedroom, Colton looked at the long corridor covered with plaques, awards, and honorary certificates over the last sixteen years of working at the CTC. He referred to this as his Hall of Fame. He stopped, sipped his brandy, and absorbed the sight. At least twenty were certificates for EXTRACTOR OF THE MONTH, lining both sides of the hallway in mahogany frames. Eight trophies were for EXTRACTOR OF THE YEAR, four on each side of the hallway, sitting like golden artifacts on shelves. There were also five plaques for EMPLOYEE OF THE YEAR. It had occurred to Colton that soon he would have to find another hallway because there was barely any space left on the walls.

My Take:

Wow, this book’s opening chapter really did a great job of hooking me and reeling me into the story. Unfortunately, I then spent the next third of the book not really liking the main character very much. And I think that was an intentional decision. Colton begins as a Saul, so to speak, being the greatest among those persecuting the Aberrants (those who are caught committing any form of theological action, such as praying). It was an interesting choice to have him as the main character, because there is a very real risk of the reader disliking and not relating to him, which could potentially lead them to set the book down and move on to something else. But that would be a big mistake.

Why? Because this book is amazing. The tension builds and builds and, once the dam finally breaks and Colton’s world falls apart around him, things take off on a thrilling and gripping adventure. I had a hard time putting the book down and, eventually, gave in to the desire to keep reading late into the night to finish it. This is a book designed to be devoured in large chunks toward the end, which is one of my favorite types of books.

Back to discussing Colton, because I feel like more needs said about the Saul-to-Paul character arc. It makes perfect sense, by the end, as to why it had to be Colton, It makes sense, eventually, as to how he would go from the greatest of enemies to becoming a reluctant convert. There are other parallels in the story that align with Paul’s story, parallels I didn’t think about at the time but now they stick out. And casting him, a person whose inflated ego of himself is a massive character flaw, serves as a reminder that God can use anyone for His purposes. He does not call the perfect; he calls the broken and imperfect.

All in all, this was one incredible story. I cannot recommend it enough, and the idea of this future is plausible enough that it should give Christians pause. What would you do if our world went this route? My prayer is that we would choose to form as the Remnant, and I cannot wait to get my hands on the next books in the series as they release.