Ruby & Nolan’s Great Adventures in Space

Book:1 Science Project

This is an intro to my series of 7 Young Adult books. Ruby and Nolan were in grade school when I started this series; are now teenagers. It was fun following them from youngsters to young adults.

How does a family cope with making life-changing decisions?  Does the family become closer or drift apart?  

Let’s peek inside the lives of a family of four that makes a decision not many will ever make.  They agreed to leave the comfort of their home, families, and earth and journey to an uninhabited planet many light-years away. 

The entire family makes the journey.  However, this story is mainly about their two pre-teens’ adventures.

Ruby and Nolan Weller make their weekly climb up the hill by their home to check the Solar Panels.  They are shocked to find two of them mangled and broken beyond repair.  Searching for tracks of the animal that did the damage, they discover a large, brightly colored rock.  Deciding it would be a great science project, they slide it down the hill with one small mishap and hide it in their play fort’s wood box. 

For the next few weeks, they conduct their scientific study.  When it starts growing, they realize it isn’t a rock at all; it is an egg!  They know back on earth, eggs do not grow!  Whatever is in that egg, it is big!  And it is hatching!

Nolan hopes it is a pony, even though he knows ponies do not hatch from eggs.  Ruby thinks it might be a chicken or a bird but is concerned with its size!  What could go wrong?  After all, it will be a baby? 

Published by Time Traveler of Life

Biography Creating worlds, characters, and wielding power like a madwoman, making my characters happy, sad, angry, and some of them with no redeeming qualities. I probably shouldn’t admit this, but I sometimes laugh out loud when I am writing a scene, and I have been known to cry when one of my favorites has to die. I am a left-handed Gemini, what do you expect? Reading bedtime stories to my two children until they fell asleep or until they just told me to go away, was fun. Making up wild stories for my grandchild, and creating Halloween costumes from Cowboys to a Dragon, was another favorite thing to do. I missed that so much when they were grown, that I started writing. My yearly newsletters frequently were drafted third-person by my Love Birds, Miranda our motorhome, and by Sir Fit the White Knight, our faithful Honda. Throughout the years, some of my creative talents centered around writing letters of complaint expressing my displeasure with services or products. One crucial, at least to my Son, was a note to our local school bus driver petitioning her to allow him back on the bus. He was kicked off for making an obscene gesture at his buddy. I reminded her that it was not directed at her, and that “obscenity can be in the eye of the beholder,” kids use that gesture as a greeting. He rode the bus until he graduated. I loved driving my English teacher crazy. Leaving a “continued next week” at the end of my five handwritten pages required each week. He was one of many people that suggested I “do something about my writing.” I graduated from the School of Hard Knocks at the top of my class. After 30 years, in the trenches as a Real Estate Professional, I have found that truth is stranger than fiction. My books are filled with characters I met in that profession. Their names were changed to protect the guilty. Others were from people we met traveling around the country in Miranda, our Motorhome. I am married nearly 60 years to the love of my life, Shirl, and partner-produced two exceptionally talented children, and one grandchild who is our pride and joy.

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