Author:
Matthew O. Duncan is part of the resurgence of Old School Sci-fi.  His books are a mix of Military Sci-fi, Fantasy, Romance, and Mystery weaved together with non-stop action.  Matt started his writing career as a playwright. He won a number of awards and had his plays produced on local stages.  He put his pen down in the late ’90s but picked it up again in 2011.

O’Hara never wanted to be a hero. He was a combat pilot only because his skills made him the best and Earth needed men like him to fight the enemy amongst the stars. Living a life a service and duty, alone in a cockpit suited him well, but fate had other plans for him. Shot down over an alien planet he was saved by a beautiful and mysterious woman named Katreena. He soon learns that the world is populated by people who seemed to have been lost by time and controlled by stones that the people believe to be divine magic. Wanting only to return to his fleet, he discovers that he has more than a passing connection with the world’s people, a love that resurrects a heart long thought dead and a decisive battle to the war that followed him.

The New Terra Sagas

       "Hey Scooter, you like chicken soup?" Deb called out from a crawl space above the pilot's barracks on Deck 9 as she was working to get the lights back on in that section.


"What?  Chicken soup?  Sure, I guess," Bradley answered from the floor below doing his best to shine a light on what Deb was working on.


"Great.  I put a couple of ration packs of chicken soup in my pack.  Go ahead and open them up," she yelled, her feet dangling out from the opening in the ceiling.


"Okay," he answered as he shined the light around the room to find her pack.


"Hey!  Knuckle Brain, the light!" Deb yelled as the flashlight was the only light in the room.


"Oh sorry," he said quickly shining the light back at the opening where she was.  He then felt his way around the room, keeping the light focused.


"So Scooter, what's your story?" Deb yelled out enjoying having someone to talk to while she worked.


"What do you mean?" he asked as he stumbled over a footlocker and regained his footing.


Chapter 42: Still Not Getting Any