Pedro’s on a mission. But not your everyday, run-of-the-mill type mission. Because Pedro is dead. That’s right. Dead.
Spirit guide Pedro normally busies himself with conveying messages from departed loved ones through a psychic named Gwen. But when he encounters a recently deceased teenager, the boy’s anguish just about breaks Pedro’s heart. So the spirit guide decides to try and help this boy. Yet meddling in the affairs of the living is a troublesome business, as Pedro soon discovers. Nevertheless, he convinces Gwen to take an ocean voyage, and that’s when the trouble begins. Within days of leaving port, two passengers on the cruise ship fall into a mysterious coma. Gwen seeks Pedro’s help to restore these passengers, but natural as well as unnatural obstacles keep getting in the way. And by the time the ship docks in Honolulu, the still-living are flat out scrambling for their lives!
A playful blend of science fiction and the paranormal, The Color of Clouds offers a glimpse into the unseen world while taking the reader on an extraordinary ride. The adventure includes danger, mystery, humor, sweet romance and even a dash of thriller.
But the clouds are not what you think.
Bubby: We’re always saying that we’re looking for something new and different. We found it! In The Color of Clouds we start out with Pedro, the dead spirit guide, who, even though he’s not supposed to, decides to meddle a little in the world of the living, leading to all sorts of unforeseen consequences. It reminds me of the time when my brother decided to go camping with the family whilst on morphine (he had a very valid reason for the morphine.) Unforeseen consequences all over the place!
Sissy: That remains my kids’ favorite memory of him. Anyway–one of the most interesting things in The Color of Clouds is the way the author weaves the elements of the paranormal with science fiction and hard science. Pedro is the spirit guide of psychic Gwen, who is trying to convince scientist Paul that she has a message for him. They are both trying to figure out what the unnatural phenomenon of light is; one using spiritualism and the other speaking in terms of quantum physics. Although I believe in spiritual things I have healthy skepticism for psychics. And although I believe in quantum physics I have nothing in my brain that would correctly explain what it is. My son the brainiac tried to explain something physics-y to me the other day and my eyes rolled back in my head and I fell into a coma.
Bubby: Not only do we have the paranormal and science-y stuff (that I too feel is coma-inducing) going on, we’ve also got two romances and a murder mystery, all on a cruise ship! This book literally has something for everyone!
Sissy: Let’s just let this unique story speak for itself. Read below an excerpt from The Color of Clouds (and then don’t forget to enter the giveaway for your very own e-copy!).
I’m what you call dead. That’s right—dead. And I been that way a long time.
Still hanging around though. Mostly because of my job. Guess you could say I’m self-
What I do is pass along messages through a psychic named Gwen. She’s a great gal who
helps people get over the loss of their loved ones. She and I connect, so to speak, to let
the deceased communicate messages back to the living. Kind of helps, you know, with
the grieving and all.
But first let me explain something about being a spirit guide (that’s what you living
people call me). I admit I’m no angel, and I do occasionally fudge things. Not a lot, mind
you, because meddling in the affairs of the living is a big no-no. Really frowned on by
the higher-ups. See, we spirit guides are only allowed to meddle if some accident blows
people way off course. Of their lives, that is. But that’s exactly what happened in the
story I’m about to relate.
Now it all took place some years back. Not decades, mind you, just back (being dead, I
tend to lose track of time). But trust me—everything’s true and accurate in this story.
That’s because the dimension I now inhabit allows unlimited access to information. So I
got the inside scoop on the story.
But let me start at the beginning. This teenager, see, he passed over. I mean, of course, he
died. But the way he died was very troubling to the boy. Because painful issues were left
unresolved. And it was driving this kid crazy. So he found me. And wouldn’t you know,
his story just broke my heart. Because he reminded me of myself at that age, back when I
was a young hooligan in the early part of the twentieth century.
This kid told me all about the big blowup he’d had with his dad, and what resulted from
it. Poor kid—to have your life cut short like that. I figured that was plenty enough for the
boy to handle. But having to witness the guilt and sorrow his death caused those left
behind…well, I could plainly see this was killing the kid—in a manner of speaking, of
So I agreed to help. And that was what sent me off on a very unusual journey. Actually, it
was more like an adventure involving a whole lot of still-living people.
Now from the viewpoint of the living, my journey really began with the cruise ship
Viking Maiden. It was leaving port in Sydney, Australia for a twenty-one day ocean
crossing to San Diego when the captain received weather reports of developing
storms—typhoons, really—forming in the South Pacific. So the captain decided to alter
the Maiden’s course to avoid the storms. This decision would take the ship hundreds of
miles north of its scheduled route.
Oh. Forgive me for not introducing myself—name’s Pedro.
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Meet Author J. C. Whyte!
J.C. Whyte discovered her love for writing while still in elementary school, creating children’s stories. But as an adult, J.C. had to face the harsh reality that such writing seldom pays the bills. So she earned degrees in both Journalism and Communications, and then turned to Public Relations, where for ten years she focused her creative energies into feature writing. After marriage, kids, several more degrees and occupations (including stints as a travel agent and paralegal), J. C. entered law school. While there, she became a columnist for the school newsletter and later, one of her humorous articles was even published in The National Jurist. Graduating and passing the Bar, J.C. realized within a few short years that creative writing was still what made her heart sing. So now, as a grandma, she has returned to where her life’s calling began, beginning in 2013 with publication of her children’s book Karmack and now in 2015 with her first novel for adults, The Color of Clouds.