The Wheel of Nuldoid A HUMOROUS FANTASY Award Winning Novel
By Russ Woody
ForFANTASY BRONZE MEDAL WINNER - Independent Publishers Book Awards May 2010
For HUMOR/COMEDY/SATIRE SILVER METAL WINNER - Benjamin Franklin Awards May 2010
For YOUNG ADULT FICTION FINALIST - ForeWord Magazine Book of the Year Awards May 2010
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"A delightful book, full of adventure and humor. Rarely do fantasy and humor go together, but with the author's skill, it works in The Wheel of Nuldoid." —Writers' Digest
"An entertaining and charming fantasy for young readers, The Wheel of Nuldoid is a very highly recommended pick." —The Midwest Book Review
"The intriguing plot and memorable characters make this one fantasy you won't want to put down" —Kids Bookshelf
"This book is an absolute treasure, a story that would be great fun
to read to one's children over the course of many late-night bedtime
storytelling sessions. Who knew that such delightful little creatures,
full of quarrels and bad grammar, could exist? The world beneath the surface of Earth is full of wondrous things, all detailed
with vivid awe. The story is unpredictable, which makes it that much more of an
adventure to read..." —Sacramento Book Review
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"What a fantastic book. I couldn't put it
down and as soon as I turned the last page I flipped it right back to
the front and read it again. Loved it! The creatures of Nuldoid are so
original and entertaining in their behavior, outlook on life and death,
and especially their speech patterns, not to mention a great story that
there is no way this book won't become the next Harry Potter. I'm anxiously awaiting a sequel." —Chance Cresant Northridge, California
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The Author Visits Lake Elsinore, California!
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Chapter One RAMPA
WORST WAS old and dying of something old
people die of, which was just fine with everyone and, surprisingly, even fine
with him. What was not fine with everyone was that he had something he wanted
to tell his grandchildren, and he was determined to tell them if it was the
last thing he ever did… which it probably would be.
He had been very successful in his long life and
made a great deal of money. Scads of money. In fact, by the 2060s he was
considered one of the richest men in Northern California. He lived in an
enormous house with a long, sweeping driveway, tons of rooms and bathrooms, even a
wine cellar that he had converted to a beer cellar. But few people knew
anything about him—anything important that is—least of all, the people closest
to him, like his wife, who wasn’t around anymore because she was dead. Or his
daughter, who wasn’t dead but didn’t care to be around because he had always been
such a sour and disagreeable old man (that one could always have been an old
man might seem odd, but in Grampa Worst’s case, even when he was young, he was
old).
“Oh my,” said his daughter, when he insisted she
bring her three children to his bedside so that he could tell them about the
Wheel of Nuldoid. “The wheel of what?” his daughter asked with grave concern
because she was beginning to suspect that her father was not as in touch with
reality as perhaps he once was. “The Wheel of Nuldoid!” he said a little louder than
he needed to, and then started coughing and hacking and, well, flatulating, all
at the same time. It was a rather unpleasant sight. And sound. And smell.
“The wheel of what?” the daughter’s husband asked in
the car on the way home from Grampa’s house.
“Nuldoid,” she said. “He says he wants to tell the
children the story of Nuldoid.”
“What’s a Nuldoid?”
“I don’t know. But he wants to tell them about it
before he dies.”
“So, he’s lost his mind?”
“Well, he’s getting near the end. And, it’s possible
he’s not thinking as clearly as he once did.”
“Right.”
Neither the old man’s daughter nor her husband knew
for sure if Grampa had truly slipped off the tether that binds us to what’s
real, but an argument was made that he was indeed the children’s grandfather,
and therefore deserved an audience of his grandchildren before, well, before
the end. More Of Chapter One
Downtown Nuldoid
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"I love the unpredictability and belligerence of the Nuldoids, and am amused by the religiously conspiratorial ways of the Oidenoids. This is one of the best and most flavorful books I've ever read. Hib nobb del noid!" —Dorothy Schneider Northern California See what other people, Jeff Foxworthy Ted Danson Marsha Mason have said... Along with many others who are not nearly as famous, But still wonderful, worthwhile people! See Other OPINIONS!
Answer: Nuldoid
Question:
What do J.R.R. Tolkien, John Lennon, Steven Spielberg, Andre Sakharov,
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