By Tom Thumb, Posted Jan 26, 2009
 For anyhow who never grew up |
Late at night, over a spliff and candlelight, travelers everywhere find themselves in deep conversations about how to save the planet – now there’s finally an answer.
Bozo and the Storyteller is a novel for anyone who never really grew up. Our world is nothing more than a Story, it seems and the Storyteller himself is dying – the book asks what hope there might be for a Cure?
And why is Road Junky running a story about a fantasy novel?
Because I wrote it and one of the bonuses of being the editor is I get to plug my side projects once in a while. So be a pal and buy a copy. Or go and check out the free audio book which you can stream or download.
It only costs $12 (6 quid or 8 Euros) and is probably the best book I’ve written to date. If you like the content on Road Junky you’ll probably like Bozo and the Storyteller and, you know, it keeps a roof over my head to write new content…
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Hand to Mouth to India is the tale of when I hitchhiked from England to India at the age of 20 with no money at all.
Passing through England, France, Belgium, Germany, Austria, Hungary, Romania, Bulgaria, Turkey, Iran, Pakistan and finally arriving in Goa where I slept on the beach all season and wrote the book.
Buy it on the Kindle or on the Nook
Tales of a Road Junky covers the last 12 years of my journeys around the world. telling the tale of coming of age in the Goa trance scene, rescuing foreign prisoners in Delhi, selling fake Rolex watches in the street in Tokyo, getting into trouble with the medicine mafia in Brazil and delving deep into the heart of Israelity in the Promised Land.
Buy it on the Kindle or on the Nook
Imagine you, the room you’re in, the planet and everyone in it were all just a Story, figments of imagination in the mind of a Storyteller. But with Hoomanity set on self-destruction, the Storyteller’s health begins to fail and if he should die, what would become of the Story that he tells?
All hope for our world lies in the hands of a 9 year old boy and a foolish Bloon…
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