I found yet another old project in the vaults… so to speak. Way back in the 70s, I started my first novel. It was a post-apocalyptic adventure that took place in a world decimated by an asteroid strike. The catch was that it took place in three different times, but the three main characters, who were all related, could communicate with each other telepathically… even though they were not alive at the same time… (It makes sense in the story)…

What may be interesting to you is that this story, which I plan on finishing someday, has crazy bikers that live in clans and ride around the old United States collecting tribute. This sounds a lot like the Mad Max movies, doesn’t it? But I started mine first. Also, my bikers were a cross between Apache’s and Hell’s Angels, and made those Aussie bikers look like wimps.

I started an illustrated version…