Luralee Kiesel

KEEPING TIME is Science Fiction/Fantasy with crossover potential told from the point of view of an empath musician, the girl who loves him (or maybe not), and the woman she might have been. It will appeal to adult readers and older teens who enjoy romantic, less science-heavy Science Fiction featuring time travel, protagonists with unusual abilities, mysterious backstories, and bittersweet endings.

 

Angelo has an entire world's worth of music lodged in his head and it is driving him to play the guitar almost non-stop. He longs to be back at A.E.O.N. where he has an entire orchestra of instruments on hand, because when the Music forces him awake at three A.M. to play Bach's Toccata and Fugue, a beaten-up Gibson J-45 doesn't quite cut it. Most of all, he dreams of being free of the Music forever, but until the other clones figure out how to restore history to the way it was before a lot of ill-advised time travel messed it up, he'll have to make do with what he has.

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When Joya finds the strange musician camping on her property, she knows she should send him packing, but she's never actually met a musician, and she's as fascinated by the music as she is with the enigmatic young man, himself. Joya has a talent for fixing things. She recognizes music is something her world desperately needs, but Angelo refuses to teach it to her. When he figures out how to return to his world, she grabs the back of his shirt and makes him take her too.

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The time portal overloads, stranding Joya at Analogue Enterprises Omni-National, a defunct human cloning facility and the last vestige of Angelo's world. Joya is thrilled to discover she can study music on her own, until she learns her world will be replaced when the timeline is repaired. Joya is determined to save her world, flaws and all. If Angelo's world isn't restored soon, the Music will kill him. And for A.E.O.N.'s strangely familiar director everything is going according to plan.

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