Today I’m part of a special blog event hosted by T. Man, a
10-year-old author and homeschooler. When T. Man was only 8, he partnered with
his older brother, M. Man, on a special homeschool writing project that resulted
in their first published book, Tony
the Phony and Cursed Mansion. This year, T. Man went solo and just
finished the second book in the series, Tony
the Phony and the Northern Woods. Written in the engaging style of a
Choose Your Own Adventure™, each book is available for .99 on Amazon.
But today T. Man has chosen to share his new book with his
readers in its entirety in a special interactive virtual event. Seven different
bloggers are hosting sections of the story. The fun begins on T. Man’s blog. At
the end of each page YOU have to decide how the story will go. Each choice will
lead you to a new blog. You have the possibility of landing on any of four
endings. Of course, when you finish you can always go back to the beginning and
start again. Choose wisely!
Permalink to the start of the story on T. Man’s blog: http://wp.me/p2bspO-7d
Link to Tony the Phony and Cursed Mansion: http://www.amazon.com/dp/B00JQLMK6G/
Link to Tony the Phony and the Northern Woods: http://www.amazon.com/dp/B01AL2AFYM
“Quick,
shine the flashlight on the bats!” Tony commanded.
“Okay,
then you chuck rocks at them,” said Ed.
“What do
you think I’m doing?”
Ed swung
his flashlight like a baseball bat and knocked one out of the air. “Do you
think we can climb up?”
“It’s
worth a try.”
Just
then another bat lunged at Ed but Tony threw a rock at it and it fell to the
floor.
They
scrambled like billy goats up to the top, dodging bats.
“We made
it. Let’s run!” yelled Ed.
So they
ran and ran until they saw the lights of a football game.
“Let’s
find the paramedics and bring them back to the plane,” said Tony.
“Yeah,”
said Ed.
The two
boys jumped the fence, but before they found the paramedics, they ran into the
pilot. He was on crutches. Their mouths dropped open. “How’d you get here?” Ed
asked.
“The
local airport saw us go down on their radar and sent a rescue squad. They’ve
been looking for you all evening.”
“But how
are you okay?” asked Tony.
“It
wasn’t a heart attack. I just have to lay off my wife’s chili. We better call
the cops and tell them that you’re here.”
While
they waited for the cops to show up, the pilot reached in his pocket and pulled
out two bronze medals. “Thanks for trying to help me. I hereby give you these
medals of bravery.”
“Thanks!”
they said together.
When the
police car pulled into the parking lot, the officer said, “I’m glad you boys
are all right. For now. I’ve got a surprise for you.”
Then the
back door opened and Tony’s mom stepped out.
The End
