A Warriors Heart
Winter 2012
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A forth coming book by L. Neil Thrussell
The book is a spiritual fable of a man going through the grips a mid life crisis.
The hero, Graham is a pilot who crashes his plane in the middle of the South Pacific and then spends three terrifying days stranded on an island with his co-pilot, Blaine.
Graham tries to return to his normal life after his rescue, but is inexplicably drawn back to the island in search of himself. Grahams’ plans were to spend 30 days ALONE on the island. Graham quickly realizes he is not alone and he soon discovers the true meaning of friendship, love and the undeniable truth on who he really is and what he is about!
Excerpt
I was feeling very unsettled as we motored closer to the island. I could feel my heart begin to palpitate. My mind started to race, “Graham, what are you thinking? You are an out of shape, lazy 42-year-old man. Do you really want to follow through with this?”
In the tropical haze, the island appeared much larger than I remembered. At some irrational level it felt like a home-coming. I was unnerved by this sensation, but it really was a homecoming of sorts. So why was I feeling so anxious? Why was I so nervous?
I started to chuckle to myself at my silliness. “Get a grip, buddy! You’ve survived a plane crash! You’ve spent three terrifying days here without food or water! This should be a piece of cake!” Taking a big swig from my water bottle, I let out a small sigh, “You’re back; this time by choice. It will be good to be ‘home’… won’t it?”
As Captain Taka maneuvered the boat swiftly through the diamond-sparkling waters, I forced myself to enjoy the beauty around me. Sun-drenched ocean breezes played through my hair and the spray churned up by the Nanami felt refreshing on my face. I smiled and tried to relax into the moment. The island slowly came into focus and, all too soon, we were chugging slowly into a small, quiet, crystal blue bay.
My supplies and camping gear were off-loaded in short order and neatly stacked in the shade of a few palm trees. Captain Taka checked and rechecked that the island’s coordinates he had punched into the Nanami’s GPS system were correct. I also checked and rechecked that my satellite phone was able to get reception and that I had programmed Captain Taka’s phone number in correctly. All things were operational; I was as ready as I would ever be. This was it. I had one last chance to change my mind; to call the whole thing off. I wonder if they could tell I was stalling? Was I really ready to be left alone on this deserted island. My heart began racing at the mere thought of being left alone on this island.
I reached over the edge of the boat and nervously shook Captain Taka’s hand. He shook his head, uncomprehending. I know he thought I was crazy. ”Thank you,” I said carefully, nodding my head at him. “I will see you in thirty days.”
