Tom Parker is about to lose everything, when he finds a legendary stone that unlocks his child-like imagination and takes him on a roller coaster ride toward success. As Tom prepares to make the presentation of his life, he realizes that the stone has been stolen. It's all or nothing as his team and the love of his life look on, hoping for a miracle!
It's important to me to get my stories to the public in memory of my parents and now my mother-in-law. They loved my stories and I believe that you will too! Here's information about me: Drew has been writing all of his life, or at least from the time he knew what words and stories could do. In second grade he was writing audio plays and now, many...many years later, he's still writing. He's written the Tokorel sci-fi series, which has received numerous accolades, great reviews and awards, and numerous other books both fantastic and original. He loves sci-fi and fantasy but he also writes non-fiction as well. He lives in Fort Collins, Colorado with his wonderful family and runs a video production company to pay the bills, in addition to working for the city Parks Department. He loves people, so feel free to Email him anytime if you have questions about his books or want to chat. He can be reached at email@example.com.
I am absolutely in love with this story and the characters. This isn’t an adventure story, not an action story, and not a mystery, but it’s a mild romance with a twist. It’s a book about using your imagination. It’s a book about tapping your inner child-like thoughts and imagining. It’s a story about about a magical stone that brings joy, happiness and and a little excitement to the lives of those who possess the stone and their friends. “The Imagination Stone” will make you smile and inspire you from page one until the end. This is how it begins. See what you think!
The Imagination Stone
A young Michelangelo walked slowly along the beach feeling the sand between his toes and the humid air clinging to his skin. It was a gray day and a light rain started to fall. His long hair was stringy and guided the gathering water down onto his increasingly wet robe. The air was warm and the water didn’t bother him at first. He didn’t shiver until he saw the water drip from his hair onto the shirt beneath robe. Somehow seeing the cold water disappear into the cloth made it more real and his skin colder.