I am honored to have on my blog today
Keely Brooke Keith
and her book The Land Uncharted
About the Author
Keely is a bass guitarist and lives on a hilltop south of Nashville. When she isn’t writing stories or playing bass, Keely enjoys dancing, having coffee with friends, and sifting through vintage books at antique stores.
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About the Book
The Land Uncharted (Uncharted, #1)
by Keely Brooke Keith
Paperback, 306 pages
Published October 21st 2014 by Edenbrooke Press
Lydia Colburn is a young physician dedicated to serving her village in the Land, a landmass in the South Atlantic Ocean undetectable to the outside world. When injured fighter pilot Connor Bradshaw’s parachute carries him from the war engulfing the 2025 world to her hidden land, his presence threatens her plans, her family, and the survival of her preindustrial society. As Connor searches for a way to return to his squadron, his fascination with life in the Land makes him protective of Lydia and her peaceful homeland, and Lydia’s attraction to Connor stirs desires she never anticipated. Written like a historical, set like a scifi, and filled with romance, The Land Uncharted weaves adventure and love in this suspenseful story of a hidden land.
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Advance Praise for The Land Uncharted:
“Not only is Keely’s writing beautiful and full of vivid detail, but the story and characters are incredible! I love the way she crosses genres and how well it all blends together.” -Christina Yother, author of Reverie
“The Land Uncharted captured my interest from the opening lines. Keely Brooke Keith skillfully weaves an engaging story that explores the possibilities of a simple, peaceful existence in a society set apart from a world ravaged by conflict. Equal parts suspense and romance, this debut novel is a compelling read.” -Heidi McCahan, author of Unraveled
Chatting with the Author
When do you find yourself singing? in the shower
What movie deserves a sequel? elf
It’s a rainy Sunday afternoon, what movie would you want to see on TV? Little Women
What was your favorite childhood game? Our best games didn’t have names. I just wanted to ride my bike, jump ramps, climb trees, and pretend Dad’s yard tools controlled the weather.
What is your favorite kind of cereal? Shredded wheat (snore, I know)
What is your favorite snack food? Birthday cake flavored Oreos. Yum.
How do you like to relax? Writing.
What is the scariest scene you remember from a movie as a kid? Oh, I remember this guy got his face melted from nuclear war in a totally cheesy 1970’s B-movie. I think it was called A Thief in the Night. Freaked. Me. Out.
If you could be a member of any TV sitcom family, which would it be? 3rd Rock from the Sun
Which animal scares you the most? Why? Wild boars because someone told me when they attack humans they eat everything but the teeth.
What season do you prefer? Why? Autumn. It’s so beautiful in middle Tennessee where I live.
You are a superhero, what is your superpower and who is your Supervillian? I’m Keely Spectacular. I can write an entire novel without a single typo. My nemesis is a terrifyingly distracting website called Spacebook.
Excerpt
The shift from feeling like the world was ending to feeling like he was at the end of the earth left Connor’s mind reeling. He shoved the sweaty blanket away from his body and moved his feet to the cool floor. Poised on the edge of the cot, Connor wiped his face with his hands and felt the smooth flesh where a lump had once protruded from his forehead. The wound was gone. He touched his ribs and noticed they too felt normal. The tea Lydia had given him seemed to be more miraculous than medicinal. Now that he was healed, he was tired of sleeping, tired of wondering, and tired of being stuck inside four walls. He had to get some fresh air and—hopefully—some answers.
Connor rose and walked to the window. Moonlight illumined the space around the cottage and revealed a quaint country yard. He grabbed his flight jacket from the back of a chair, but his boots were nowhere to be found. After sliding his bare arms inside the jacket’s sleeves, Connor shrugged it over his shoulders and stepped to the door. Before he opened it, he looked up the stairs to make sure Lydia’s door was still closed.
Once outside, Connor shut the door as quietly as he could. Lydia’s home was a matter of feet from the back of another house. By the size of the structure—and the fact that her home did not appear to have a kitchen—Connor assumed it was her father’s house. No wonder her family seemed ever-present—they lived next door.
The crisp air carried the scent of the nearby ocean. Connor zipped his jacket and stood facing the big house. The grass crunched under his bare feet as he followed a path away from Lydia’s cottage to an unpaved road. The road’s surface was a mix of smooth gravel, sand and shells, and it seemed barely wide enough for one car. There were no streetlights over the road or lights anywhere around the house. As Connor turned and looked back at the cottage, the sound of a cow’s moo confirmed the rural nature of Good Springs. He was not as concerned with the village’s topography as he was with its location. Connor buried his hands in his pockets and leaned his head back to take in the stars. He knew them well and—even though the aircraft he routinely flew navigated by far superior technology—he was confident he could fly from one continent to another by the stars alone. Connor blinked and rubbed his eyes then he looked up again. At first he thought the concussion was interfering with his vision. Then he scanned the ground, the yard, and the houses. There was nothing wrong with his eyes—something was wrong with the sky. The stars appeared to be spread farther than they actually were, and the full moon looked oblong rather than round.
Connor wondered if he were still dreaming or maybe even in a coma and none of this had ever occurred. He walked back to Lydia’s cottage and decided her father was right: it was best if he stayed in the medical office until they understood how he had come to this uncharted land.
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