I blame you…Stephen King!
In my youth I wasn’t much of a reader, I didn’t have the patience or attention span. Looking back, I can’t remember what possessed me to buy The Stand, by Stephen King, but I did. A few pages into the book and I was mesmerized.
As I continued to read his novel I discovered it was nothing like the books I was suppose to read in grade school. William Shakespeare, or Charles Dickens, I couldn’t relate to their style. Make no mistake, great writers that have stood the test of time, and probably always will.
But, Stephen King, well…I really like the way he spins a tale. Plain English and I could connect with the words on each page. The Stand, it was a huge book in my world at the time. I’m not going to lie to you; it took me a long time to finish the novel. I can’t imagine how long it took Mr. King to write it?
Anyway, being a young adult and still impressionable, when I turned over the last page of his novel and placed the big book down, I got to thinking. Perhaps I could write a novel? The Stand was living proof that readers were okay with what I considered to be normal language. I made my decision that day; I would pen my own book some day. Twenty years later I had lived up to that promise, that dream. And, Stephen King, I blame and thank you, all at the same time.
The government of the United States of America is on the verge of startling the world. Billions of dollars had been invested in its space program . And now, the moment of truth had arrived… Scott Reed is the man for the historic mission. He is the Wing Commander chosen by the elite brass at NASA. The assignment to test flight the first speed of light craft, held top secret, was about to shock the world. The risk? Utter and complete failure. The reward? Being a part of the greatest human accomplishment ever known to mankind. Major James Harrow, second in command of the four person crew, despised his Wing Commander. Harrow was a proud and patriotic American. What was NASA thinking when they selected a Canadian to pilot the voyage? There was no comparison as to who was the better skilled aviator. This was his time, his moment. Major James Harrow was about to prove to everybody they were wrong to bypass him as Commander. The weather conditions were perfect and lift-off for the test flight was text book. The triumphant cheers from Mission Control in Houston were echoed all the way to Cape Canaveral. The silent fear of the first hurdle of the flight had been succumbed. All systems were go! That is, until the crew and SOLT-X1 entered the Bermuda Triangle…
About the author ~
Rolf Hitzer was born in Winnipeg, Manitoba, Canada in 1959 and raised by his parents, Erna and Julius Hitzer.
Rolf attended Princess Margaret Elementary School, John Pritchard Junior High and Graduated from Kildonan East Regional Secondary School where he had majored in Culinary Arts.
Rolf is married to his wife Irma since 1997. Together they have a wonderful blended family with Rita and Clark Bodoano and Grand children, Alexandria, Patrick and Braeden. Jason and Leah Tutlies, and Grandson Easton. Mandel Hitzer, and the youngest Jessica Hitzer. Clearly the growth of his family is still a work in progress.
Rolf Hitzer has several passions besides writing, they include being at the log cabin on weekends. Spending time on the water with a fishing pole in hand. Wildlife viewing and especially Moose calling during the fall rut. Playing a range of Poker card games and a variety of board games.
Rolf is a Member of the Winnipeg Real Estate Board, The Manitoba Real Estate Association and the Canadian Real Estate Association. He is currently working on his second novel.
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