Fracking Justice: a novel
Fracking Justice: a novel
Fracking Justice is the fictional sequel to 'The Fracking War' that dramatizes the conflict between energy companies and activists.
Fracking Justice is the fictional sequel to 'The Fracking War' that dramatizes the conflict between energy companies and activists. Read more
About this project
REWARD ALERT! We're having a party! First read about the newest book coming out in June. And then check the party details after the sample chapter.
Fracking Justice is a novel about a community standing up to protect unique and fragile ecosystems from rape and pillage by greedy - and unethical - energy corporations whose sole goal is to increase company profits.
Here's what Josh Fox, Director of Gasland and Gasland 2,
says about the new book, Fracking Justice:
"At a time when fracking and other forms of extreme fossil fuel development threaten to destroy everything we hold dear, Fracking Justice is there to remind us of the true cost of fracking. It may be fiction but it shows how the fossil fuel industry is fracturing not only our land but our communities. Read this page-turner, then pass it on. "
Will Potter, author of the compelling book Green is the New Red, wrote:
"This isn't just a good read—it's grounded in a very real ecological crisis, and a backlash against those who dare to speak up. Fracking Justice captures exactly what is at stake, both for the planet and for our freedoms."
Mystery fiction writer Ellie Ashe, Chasing the Dollar, describes the book as "a smart, powerful page-turner." In the new genre of environmental thriller, she says, "It’s exciting, edge-of-your-seat writing, and is all the more scary because it’s so timely."
And the executive editor of the Finger Lakes Times, Mike Cutillo, says "Fitzgerald has the uncanny ability to write in the meaty, fact-filled manner of a veteran hardscrabble journalist while also weaving a deft and enjoyable storyline befitting a seasoned novelist. In Fracking Justice — just like in The Fracking War — he puts his knowledge about the environmental and social issues associated with hydraulic fracturing to use in crafting a real page-turner with characters you feel for and care about. This is a must-read -- whether you want to learn more about fracking or are simply a fan of good writing. "
Novels like The Fracking War and Fracking Justice are important because they can reach an audience that might not know or care about this threat to our environment. When The Fracking War was published last year, there was still a possibility of hydrofracking in New York. By the time this sequel was finished, fracking had miraculously been banned in New York state! But its neighboring state of Pennsylvania and many other states, including Ohio, Colorado, Oklahoma, Texas, Nebraska and California, are still in a conflict between the energy companies and the environmentalists .
This campaign is to raise funds for the extensive publishing costs associated with Fracking Justice, including the printed book, the e-book, and studio costs for the production of an audiobook. Just choose your form of Fracking Justice –– or all three! –– and select your reward for pre-ordering. We thank you for supporting the author's work.
You can also receive a custom-designed Fracking Justice T-shirt designed by artist Amy Colburn, or your book club can meet with the author.
Here is a link to some reviews of The Fracking War on from Amazon readers, the first novel in the series. If you haven't reviewed The Fracking War yet, please consider adding your remarks and help spread the word on Amazon, Goodreads, Barnes & Noble or anywhere you post.
And here is Chapter 1 of the new book, Fracking Justice
ROCKWELL VALLEY, Pennsylvania – Tyrone Arthur Garber sat in his Central Pennsylvania Railroad pickup truck eyeballing the single-track, 400-foot steel and wood train trestle that spanned Rockwell Valley State Park gorge, 200 feet above Rockwell Valley Creek.
He cursed that he had forgotten to swallow two of his wife’s anti-anxiety pills before he left the house.
The work order was straightforward: “State Park trestle inspection. Check top and bottom of entire structure. Two hikers on the state park creek trail reported something below the tracks mid-span.”
Just another day on the railroad for Tyrone – known as Tag to friends and railroad employees. Except during the last six months, 45-year-old Tag had developed a case of acrophobia – fear of heights – that this morning had him in a literal panic. He had been waking up with night sweats after having bad dreams about falling from buildings, waterfalls, trees, and into wells.
Then just two nights before, he dreamed of taking a header off a railroad trestle. Just like the trestle he was looking at.
Tag opened the truck door, a blast of freezing January wind hitting him hard. He could feel his hands sweating inside his heavy wool gloves. He left the company truck running to keep the cab warm. He saw that the trestle was mostly clear but had some snow pushed up in a few spots. The 9:05 freight wasn’t due for another hour, plenty of time for him to carefully pick his way out across the bridge, inspect it, and get back to the warm truck.
Tag had parked as close as he could below the bridge, using his field glasses to get a peek at whatever the hikers had seen. But he couldn’t make out what it was other than it was the size of shoebox. He thought maybe it was a dead animal of some kind.
As he gingerly stepped in the center of the first railroad tie, he wished for the second time that morning he had his wife’s anxiety pills. When he inspected a trestle over a state highway a month before – a bridge barely 50 feet off the ground – the pills took enough of the edge off that he didn’t have any problem.
Tag stopped to put on his sunglasses, fumbling with his gloves. Then he slowly started making progress across the span, the roaring creek clearly visible between the railroad ties. He didn’t feel any vertigo in the middle of the tracks as long as he kept looking straight ahead. But he needed to get to the edge with a mirror on an extendable pole to check whatever was lodged underneath the bridge.
His cell phone suddenly started to ring, startling him so much he slipped down onto all fours. He froze in that position, quietly cursing until the phone went to voice mail.
Tag saw he was about mid-span on the bridge, perhaps even right above the object beneath the trestle. He stayed kneeling and slid the mirror down through the space between the railroad ties, twisting it slowly to get a look. The cold fogged the mirror just enough that it took him a moment to realize he was seeing a half-dozen slender red tubes just ahead of where he was kneeling.
Holy shit, he thought. Dynamite?
Tag forgot all about his acrophobia as he crabbed his way sideways on his knees to his right, right up to the edge of the trestle where he could slide the mirror over and get a better look. Still on his knees, he focused on the reflection in the mirror and tried not to let his eyes wander down to the rocks and swirling water. He thought he could see a small curling wire sticking out.
A fuse? he thought.
He reached into his jacket pocket for his phone, fumbling with his stuck glove. He leaned back slightly to shake the glove loose, moving his right leg a fraction of an inch too close to the edge of the icy trestle, feeling a sudden rush of cooler air on his knee. He pancaked his body on the edge of the trestle a moment too late as he felt his right leg go over the edge.
Tag valiantly hung on for about 10 seconds, half on the bridge, half off, his head below the span, one hand clawing at the tracks. He stayed that way just long enough to read the word “Wolverines!” written across several of the tubes.
When his grip gave way, Tyrone Arthur Garber screamed once as he plunged off the railroad trestle. Then he passed out, dropping silently the rest of the way down.
A Rockwell Valley State Park ranger found Tag’s shattered body at the bottom of the gorge later that morning after the engineer of the 9:05 freight train alerted the main Central Pennsylvania Railroad office that there was a company track inspection truck with its engine running at the top of the Rockwell Valley State Park gorge, but no one was around.
================= End of Chapter 1 ======================
AND HERE'S THE PARTY INFO!
If you've ever traveled or lived in the Finger Lakes of upstate New York, you know what an amazing community has chosen to live there. And why.
So the author of The Fracking War - and the soon-to-be published Fracking Justice - has decided to do what we do best in Hector, New York - throw a party at a winery for the community and celebrate the new book, the fight, the lake, and each other.
Come listen to live music by local musicians, sip delicious Seneca Lake wines and spend an evening with great people!
What's the catch? The only way to join in the fun is by backing the publication of Fracking Justice - at any level! This is a private party reserved for backers of the book. It will be Tuesday, June 2 from 5 p.m. to 8 p.m. at a Hector, NY winery.
And you'd better go back and re-read The Fracking War before the party. We're planning a trivia event/contest with great prizes.
• What were the names of the dogs? • What was the school bus song the children sang in the final segment? • Can you guess the original ending of the first draft? • And what character or characters from The Fracking War don't make it to the pages of the sequel?
Be prepared to have a great time and to win hilarious prizes! Just order your book, pick your reward, and you'll receive your invitation. You won't want to miss this great event! Copies of Fracking Justice will be there, along with the new, lake-blue Fracking Justice T-shirts.
Risks and challenges
Your support of the project is by pre-purchasing a product that is scheduled for publication that allows the book and all versions to be independently published. Just pick your category, pick what level of support, and decide what forms you want your book --- print, e-book, audio book, or all three!
Look for the release of all forms of the book no later than June 2. Your electronic copies will be sent the day of publication and it should be "glitch-free" this time. If you're local, you can pick up your book and rewards at the backer party on June 2 in Hector, NY. If you're not in the area, the print version of "Fracking Justice" will be sent to you no later than the day of the public release --- but signed! And thank you so much for your support. Book #3 ("Fracking Evil") is already underway!Learn about accountability on Kickstarter
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