My Review of Between Worlds by Bob Stidham

I finished reading author Bob Stidham's Between Worlds this weekend and have to say I loved every word of it!

First of all, let me give you a bit of insight on this fabulous author and his novel:

Born in Central Oklahoma, this prolific author moved to the Silicon Valley of California. From San Jose City College he began working the electrical trade. He began writing as a hobby and it grew on him

Between Worlds is an adventure novel that finds scientist Jerry Burson in grave danger. Jerry was working on a project to transport material from one place to another instantly. His Government contract draws the attention of the wrong elements and they want his project, or kill him in trying to find it.  By happenstance he finds what he was looking for in the hills of Oklahoma and finds himself alone in a strange new world where Old Cherokee Indians have lived as they have done for thousands of years. Lost and alone he finds his way home by use of a mysterious blue vapor.He also finds love and redemption while trying to escape from assassins.  

Pick up your copy at:

Barnes & Nobles: http://www.barnesandnoble.com/w/between-worlds-bob-stidham/1032035912

Amazon: http://www.amazon.com/Between-Worlds-Bob-G-Stidham/dp/146363112X/ref=ntt_at_ep_dpi_2

Excerpt from "Between Worlds".

"He's somewhere around here, Carl. I trailed him from the apartment to the bus and on into this building. We'll find him, just be alert."

"We won't fool around with this bird anymore, the boss said to kill him on sight."

"He may not be right, but he's the boss," the voice said. "You take him out, Carl. The boss didn't tell me to do him."

l'll do it from this spot, if you'll drive him toward me. Start at the far end and work this way. His cubicle is up there and there's a couch just off the men's room area. Be sure to check behind it, just in case he heard us come in. I can see the only other exit from here. He can't escape from us. Don't talk anymore unless you see him. I'll hunker down here by the door and wait."

These men sounded like professionals in their line of work. Jerry's spine suddenly had become fingerlike, bones of ice that stiffened his body. In a matter of only minutes, he would be removed from the cooler and shot. There was no apparent sign of hesitation in their voice. They were here to kill him.

He would die and never know the reason for his execution. It had not seemed stupid at the time, to leave his cell phone on his desk. If he had it, there might be time for security to save him. There was no way he could reach the fire alarm before being shot. This was it then; after examining his options there was nothing he could do. It was impossible to disappear into thin air.

Sadly he tried to prepare himself for the inevitable and then a flash of inspiration entered his mind. He could disappear; he had the ability to leave this place and avoid being shot, but he still would face an unknown fate that could also be fatal. They seemed to have all the time they needed to find and assassinate him, while he had five minutes or less to escape them.

As he looked at his watch, he made a mental note of the time. It was exactly eleven thirty, only thirty more minutes until midnight. With trembling fingers he withdrew one of the vials, caught his last breath of cool fresh air and mentally said his goodbyes to the world that he had known. He inhaled deeply of the bluish vapor before resting and then inhaled once again. Since some of the vapor remained, he corked the vial and slipped it back inside his pocket. There was nothing left but the wait and soon he heard the man approaching the cooler. Jerry backed as deeply into the compartment as his height allowed and watched for the arrival of the killer. He threw a quick glance at his watch and saw that three minutes had passed. Suddenly he was no longer afraid of the men.

He could take these guys, he would grab the one who entered and use him as a shield. If he had a gun, Jerry was sure he could take it from him. The vapor was taking effect, making him feel powerful and unafraid. The intruder entered the cooler, saw Jerry and called to Carl.

"We've got him, Carl. He's here in the walk-in unit."

Jerry chose this moment to make his move. With a bold effort he charged the intruder and instantly passed out. I can take this guy, was the last thought in his mind.

MY REVIEW:

Jerry Burson is a creature of habit, brilliant to the point that he is overworked,  overstressed, and on a downward spiral of apathy.  The only thing is, Jerry doesn't realize how neurotic he's become, or how overworked.  He does know that someone, or something, is threatening him and his work. 

Jerry's spent his entire career working on a top-secret Federal project transforming solid mass into a gaseous form.  Stress is on the top of his list, considering he hasn't much luck in the scientific aspect of the experience.  When he hears the whispers of an ancient Cherokee legend about a strange blue mist, he dashes off to Oklahoma to investigate.

I've had this book in my TBR pile for a LONG time, and I wish I would have picked it up sooner.  I was blown away by Mr. Stidham's imaginative account of adventure, suspense, as well as a bit of a sci-fi genre.  His descriptive writing sets the reader into a world of mystery that leads one to wonder about the facts that exist behind so-called legends, and the lengths that some will go to obtaining it. I haven't been to Oklahoma for nearly 30 years, but his description of the places, the landscape, and the people, is well worded and magnificent.  Between Worlds kept me on the edge of my seat and the suspense was riveting.

5 stars!

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