New novel & the next Edgar Font Adventure

Hello Adventurers,

I have big news. For the past six months I have been writing a new Science Fiction novel which will be in bookstores and available online in February 2011. It's called NEXT REST STOP: EARTH and you can learn all about it at nextreststopearth.com.



Also, I returned from a trip to Kenya two weeks ago. I was investigating a story I found in Garrett Font's journal and I discovered some very interesting facts. But that is a story I will be telling you later. For now I want to let you know that I have been working hard on Adventure #4 since my return and will have the book ready and in your hands by late 2011. To prepare you for what's to come I tease you with this page from the unedited manuscript.

I will be updating this blog weekly with notes, pictures, drawings and news so be sure to bookmark this page a come back often. Feel free to drop me a note while you're here. I always love hearing from you.

Your friend & storyteller,
~patrick

EDGAR FONT'S Hunt for a House to Haunt
Adventure 4: The Playhouse of Phym
By Patrick H.T. Doyle
copyright 2010, Armadillo Books

“Is there a key to the front door?” Grandpa Edgar called out to Mr. Neckritz.
“No. You’re not allowed inside tonight.” He whipped around in his chair. “If you were on time it would have been under the door mat, but I checked this morning and it’s gone.”
“Gone?” Garrett questioned.
“Removed as instructed. You’ll just have to wait until morning.” He spun back around and continued towards the cabin. “Randy. Edward. Come!”
The dogs left Grandpa Edgar’s side and raced up to the cabin.
“What are we supposed to do now?” Audrey asked.
“Let’s see what Aunt Phym wrote.” He held the note in a beam of sunlight and read out loud.

“To my most adventurous nephew Edgar on the eve of the house’s 100th anniversary (I knew you would be late). In the event of my death before this special day, I pass onto you an adventure, which began when I was an eleven-year-old girl. The enclosed painting is of a very wise woman who shared with me the secrets of the stones and treasures concealed within the ruins. If you don’t remember this painting from your past, the present adventure will never begin. I will guide you along the way if you follow the correct path, and I’m sure the fairies with help as they have me these many years if you need them.

~Phym

“Fairies,” Audrey’s face lit up. “Mr. Zare was right about them being here.”
“I’ll believe it when I see it,” Garrett scoffed.
“Quite a turn of events, Adventures.” Grandpa Edgar started up the steps to Aunt Phym’s house.
“It’s starting to get really dark, Grandpa.” Audrey pointed out.
“And I don’t want to be in an animals belly,” Garrett stressed.