May 25th is the day

May 25th is the day “Off Guard” becomes available.  

The finale to the “Off” series is scheduled to be released next week.  I want to thank all those who have already ordered their copy and encourage those who haven’t to go ahead and invest three bucks into a fun, clean read that will keep you guessing.

I hope you have as much fun reading the “Off” series as I’ve had creating it.

Again, I appreciate all the support.

Enjoy the adventure!

“Off Guard” now on pre-order

“Off Guard” is now available for pre-order

I’m pleased to announce the release of the third book in the “Off” trilogy on May 25th.

I have worked hard on this third and final installment in Collin Cook’s saga. It has been a labor of love, with an emphasis on the labor. Wrapping up a series is more difficult than I suspected going in, but I feel good about how the story turned out. There’s action, drama, and more high-stakes consequences for failure.

Here’s a brief synopsis:

Knowing that his nemesis, Pho Nam Penh has a sinister plan to wreak havoc on the world’s economy and the global balance of power, Collin Cook, the everyday guy thrown into a cat-and-mouse game with global ramifications, chooses to face Penh and try to stop his diabolic scheme. Racing against the clock with the help of his good friend, Lukas, a top-ranking NSA cyber-crime expert, Collin’s journey tests every ounce of his resolve and strength. Will Collin and Lukas be able to outwit Penh one more time and prevent a catastrophe from being unleashed on the world?

I hope you’ll check it out.

Click here to order “Off Guard.”

As always, enjoy the adventure!

 

Best Ranking Ever

The Free Giveaway Continues

Look who’s #1
I like to share good news, just like I enjoy hearing everyone else’s good news. So, I hope you don’t mind indulging me in some good news sharing.
I decided to run a free promotion for my debut novel, “Off Kilter” this week (April 15-19) in the hopes of attracting more readers to my books. Well, here’s the good news: “Off Kilter” reached the top spot for Thrillers this weekend on Amazon’s Top 100 Free e-books list. That was really cool to see. It’s the first time I’ve ever hit number 1 on that list. But, what’s even better news is that it reached #3 overall across all genres! Again, that’s the highest I’ve ever ranked on Amazon’s top 100 e-books list.
That means that the promotion I paid for is doing its job and getting my name and my work out there and readers are picking it up and reading it. That’s really good news for an author.

If you haven’t picked up your Kindle e-book copy yet, hurry. The promotion ends April 19th.

I hope you’ll enjoy reading it and feel like you are part of the adventure. I also hope you’ll share your experience with other readers by leaving a review on Amazon for me. That would be very helpful.

Off Course is trending higher, too!

The other good news coming out of this weekend is that my second book, “Off Course,” is also trending upward. It reached #39 on the top 100 in the Thriller category for paid e-books and has stayed at or near the top 50 all weekend (at #51 right now). That, too, is an exciting trend that I hope continues.

And don’t forget, “Off Guard” is available for pre-sale.

Book 3 in the trilogy is now available on Amazon for pre-sale. It’s due to drop on May 25th and is only $2.99.
Happy reading everyone!

Download “Off Kilter” for Free

Free Giveaway

 

That’s right, I’m giving stuff away, but only for a limited time. “Off Kilter,” my debut novel, will be available on Kindle for free until April 19th.

“Off Kilter” is a fast-paced race around the world with Collin Cook, an ordinary guy thrown into extraordinary circumstances by tragedy. Collin has been targeted by the nefarious cyber-terrorist, Pho Nam Penh, who has framed Collin for a rash of recent crimes. By doing so, Penh cunningly elicits the help of Interpol and the FBI in the hunt for his targeted victim, Collin Cook. Penh is after the $30 Million insurance settlement Collin received as a result of the accident that claimed his family. With the help of his ingenious friend, Lukas Mueller, a high-ranking security expert with the NSA, Collin is on the run to save his own life and prevent Penh from gaining more power.

Enjoy the adventurefor FREE!!

And please, don’t forget to leave a review on Amazon. They are so helpful to authors like myself. They connect us with readers who are trying to figure out what to read next.

 

Kindle e-readers on sale, in case you don’t have one yet.

Cover for my new book

Almost There

 

Off Guard, book 3 of 3 in the “Off” series.

I’ve been working long and hard on the third and final installment of the “Off” series. “Off Guard” is scheduled to be released in mid-to-late May 2017. We just finalized the cover art for it. Tell me what you think. I’d love to hear your feedback.

“Off Guard” is now available for pre-sale on Amazon very soon. Click here to check it out: https://www.amazon.com/dp/B06ZZ742DM

Final Stages

 

The editing/revising process is taking me longer for this book because of all the loose ends I need to tie up as I finish the series. I don’t want the third volume to be a disappointment for my readers. I’ve read many trilogies where I felt the third and final book was a let-down. More than anything, I want this piece of Collin Cook’s story to be just as exciting and fast-paced as the first two segments. So, I keep revising and tweaking and adding things to make it all come together smoothly, and yet, unpredictably. I hope the final product will meet your expectations.

All 3 books of the “Off” series.

What’s Next?

 

After I finish the “Off” series, I’m excited to announce a new book that I’m working on titled “Chosen Path.” It will be different, but still a fast-paced adventure with interesting characters and unique settings. This book will draw from my experiences living and doing business in Korea, so I hope you will learn something about the people and the country that I have come to know and love.

 

Stay tuned for more news about release dates and special offers.

PCT – CA Section A Day 4

PCT – CA Section A

Day 4 –  A ridge near Sunrise Highway to a dry creek bed two miles beyond Highway 78 (Mile 59.5 to Mile 80.4)

Sunday, May 1, 2016

Trail Time

A great friend to hike with

With the increased efficiency of a well-rehearsed routine, Brian and I got moving early Sunday morning. Our 4:00 p.m. rendezvous point was still nineteen miles away across a stretch of hot, dry landscape. We wanted to get moving while it was still cool because, according to the forecasts, this was to be the hottest day of our trek and, according to the guidebook, there were few opportunities to enjoy shade for the next twenty miles. And only one place on the trail to find water.

Before setting off, we took inventory of our water and food. Even after cooking and hydrating, we each had close to five liters of water and an abundance of protein bars. We were running a bit low on jerky and dried fruit, but so what. In nineteen miles, we would have a ride to a store to replenish if we really wanted to.

Our morning conversations revolved around stories of how we came to be where we are. In other words, what educational and career choices had we made to put us and our families in the place where we found ourselves in May of 2016. My story is relatively boring – because it’s not new to me – but Brian’s story is fascinating. He’s a super smart guy who has taken advantage of some unusual opportunities in this life and made a few life-changing decisions along the way. One such opportunity was an outdoor retreat where he spent about three weeks backpacking in the mountains along the East Coast, a trip he nearly missed due to the lateness of his decision. But, always being up for an adventure is kind of what makes him tick. He’s had some things happen in his life that would upend most people. But not Brian. He faces his adversities with a cheerful, determined optimism, always looking for a lesson to learn or an opportunity to improve himself, even during the most gut-wrenching of circumstances. His story is for him to tell, but as I listened, I learned, being struck by the immense amount of strength that lies behind his quick smile and happy countenance. Through hearing his story, I gained a new perspective on trials and how they can help us grow. It goes to show that we each face challenges in life and no matter the outward appearance, everybody will encounter difficulty, sorrow, and tragedy. I gained a new and far deeper appreciation for a friend whom I had always respected and admired.

The trail took us through more and taller chaparral as it wound downward to another junction with a jeep road where we met and briefly conversed with a couple from Minnesota. Halfmile PCT said there was a water tank 75 yards away, but that it was not reliable. I was starting to worry about our water situation as the heat and wind rose. We had 15 miles to go and only about four and a half liters each. The tank was empty. Not a huge worry yet. We pressed on, eventually switch backing down to a narrow canyon, around another mountain, then down further until the trail was met by a wide dirt road. I knew there was water down that jeep road but didn’t have the time or the energy to walk an extra mile and a half each way, so we turned up the next hill to press on. That’s where we met up again with our friend Second Lunch. Guess what he was doing. That’s right – eating. He was scarfing down his first lunch of tortillas and Nutella. Not something I could do, but he seemed pretty satisfied afterward. Brian and I were in a good rhythm at this point, though our conversation had quieted down while I absorbed the impact of his story, trying to assess how I might have responded to the difficulties he had faced in his younger life. One thing I knew for sure, he had weathered some of life’s storms that I don’t think I could have survived, at least not with the optimism and positivity that is his trademark. Of course, being the son of an engineer, though I possess few of the necessary traits or skills of an engineer, I was also busy continuously calculating distances, speed, and time of arrival. I wanted to make sure Brian didn’t miss his flight because, in my mind, there’s nothing worse than having to pay for a flight that you didn’t take. And I didn’t want to be the reason for such a frivolous waste of resources (there’s my training as an economist kicking in).

Second Lunch passed us halfway up the hill. Man, that guy cruises. Near the top of the hill, a pair of young ladies caught up to us. Because of my focus on the time and distance problems, as well as the heat and heavy breathing from the uphill march, I asked them neither their names nor where they were from. They were very nice and very focused, as were we. We ended up passing them and being passed by them several times over the next few hours. They kept roughly the same pace and break schedule as we traversed across and down the mountainsides towards Scissors Crossing.

In the Heat of the Day

The sun was growing hotter as it beat straight down on us. But, we forged ahead, wrapping around one hillside after another as we made our way toward the open expanse of the desert floor below us. We could see Highways 78 and S2 like ribbons wending their respective ways through sand and sage brush. They seemed impossibly far away. Especially given the fact that it was now almost twelve noon and we had ten tough miles ahead of us. Somewhere during the morning, Brian found enough cell phone reception to confirm the arrangements with Will and to ask him to pick up some water and a sandwich for me. I was so sick of protein bars and beef jerky, I felt my salvation rested upon a nice sandwich and some cold water.

We caught up to a pair of young hikers, one from Boston and one from “the Peninsula” in the Bay Area. I told him we were from the East Bay and we struck up a lively conversation and compared notes. These two were carrying less weight than we were, but still complained of sore feet and tight muscles. It seemed that they were struggling more than Brian and I despite being twenty something years younger and less weighed down.

We reached a place called Rodriguez Spur Truck Trail. Just off the trail is a water spigot, the last sure water source for 32 long miles across hot, dry terrain. We stopped and contemplated filling up. But, there was a large group of thirsty hikers lined up to restock their supplies. I estimated at least a dozen of them. Seeing the slow trickle of the water and the number of people waiting, we had to make an executive decision. With only five miles to go until we met up with Will and the water he promised to bring and less than two hours to get there, we decided we could make it if we managed our water intake judiciously.

Never envisioned something like this as part of the Pacific Crest Trail – not too “cresty” at this point.

I had my worries about both the water situation and the timing of everything. I didn’t want to run out of that most precious of commodities, nor did I want to risk making Brian late. Without too much hesitation, we pushed on, trusting that Will would be there and would deliver.

Brian and I stuck together for much of that baking hot afternoon, solving the world’s problems and reviewing ideas we had discussed earlier in the trip. We also talked about our kids and their hopes and plans for college and beyond. We talked about how we wished we had understood the opportunity that lay before us at that time in our lives and how we hoped that we had done an adequate job of preparing our kids for their futures. This continued as we wound our way through gullies and around mounds of rock and across dry creeks, taking only small sips of water as we went. With three and a half miles to go, I drained the last of my noni-and-electrolyte-enhanced water. I also poured the last of my “storage” bottles – about half a liter’s worth – into my nearly empty camelback.

Trail Angels

When we reached the flatlands where the trail crossed a three-mile swath of desert, I found a new gear. My ear buds were in, blasting some of my favorite tunes, and I was hyper-focused on that sandwich and cold water. Three quarters of the way across the flat, sandy, shadeless expanse, I sucked the last drop of water from my camelback. About that time, the trail appeared to meet the road at a ninety-degree angle, so I thought I was there, at the rendezvous point. But I was wrong. A barbed wire fence with three times the number of strands of barbs as usual met us and forced us to take a sharp left and follow the highway for some indeterminable distance. I reached around to the side pocket of my pack and pulled out a water bottle – the only one left unemptied. There were literally two swigs of water remaining in it, so I put off drinking anything as long as I could. But, with the blistering pace I was keeping and the blistering sun overhead, it wasn’t long before I had drained those last precious drops. Now, I prayed that Will was there at Scissors crossing with that cold water Brian had requested. Otherwise, I was screwed.

I called Will to see where he was. He had missed the intersection and was turning around to come back. He said it would take him twenty minutes. Oh, crap, I thought. Twenty minutes without water? I could feel a headache coming on and with my history of migraines that is not a good thing. They literally incapacitate me sometimes. In fact, for me, going without water is about the worst thing that can happen when a headache starts. The trail continued to parallel the road and it seemed an eternity had gone by since my last sip of water. I was searching for shade, but what I found as we came to the opening in the fence where the trail crossed the highway was far better. A minivan sat parked on the opposite side of the two-lane thoroughfare, tailgate up and doors open. A couple stood in the shade of the open tailgate and greeted hikers as they crossed the road. The two ladies from earlier in the day crossed just ahead of me and joined a small group of three or four other weary souls (and six or eight weary soles, I suppose). The couple was a pair of those famed and revered “Trail Angels” offering “Trail Magic.” In the back of their van was a cooler full of cold beer and a bag of bite-size candy bars. I don’t drink beer, so that held no interest for me. But, the husband, a large and muscular man, stood with a five-gallon jug of water in his hand, dispensing it to anyone who needed a refill. That, to me, in that moment, was heaven-sent and these people were truly angels. In my exhaustion and near-delirious state of water deprivation, I failed to ask or remember their names when the ladies in front of me inquired. I just gladly accepted the offering as the husband effortlessly poured from that massive jug into my water bottle. I gulped half a liter before I returned to thank them for their kindness and generosity. The wife gave me a bite-sized Twix and Snickers bars. Boy, did they hit the spot.

Checking my watch, I realized that it was 3:58. We did it. We made it to the rendezvous point precisely on time. I can’t usually make it to church, two blocks from home, on time, so it was a victory indeed to make it 78 miles on foot by the appointed time set three days before.

A Slice of Heaven under the Highway

We made it! On time, even!

When Will arrived, he had a dozen store-bought water bottles and the makings of a sandwich in a Ziploc bag for me. But, after hearing from the Trail Angel couple of a general store and restaurant four miles down the road, I asked Will if he would mind driving me down there. We got there too late for the restaurant, which closed at 4:30, so the dream of a burger and fries blew up because it was 4:38 when we entered the establishment. But, they had pre-packed sandwiches, Cheetos, a soda machine, and Ben & Jerry’s ice cream in a freezer next to the counter, so I loaded up. Later in the trip, I wished I had had the foresight to throw in some chips and a couple of Snickers. Before leaving the general store, I refilled all 8 liters’ worth of water storage in my pack and drank down two of Will’s water bottles. I also accepted a bag of Ranch flavored Doritos Will offered.

Just what I needed

Will dropped me off back at Scissor’s Crossing just before 5 p.m. Brian and I took a couple parting photos as I thanked him for joining me and making a long, hard hike much more enjoyable. I then collected my things and headed to the shade of the overpass where the highway crossed San Felipe Creek. I pulled out and set up my 11-ounce REI camp chair, removed my boots and socks, and dug into my feast. Besides water and food, that chair is the best 11 ounces I carry, extraneous as it may be. A roast beef sandwich in a plastic clam shell container, Diet Coke, Cheetos, and Ben & Jerry’s never tasted so good. It was a welcome respite from the steady diet of trail mix, protein bars, beef jerky, and electrolyte-laced flavored water. Rarely am I able to pack away that much food in a single sitting, but I was even more famished than I had anticipated. The food, water, and caffeine, along with an Ibuprofen or two, staved off the migraine. Disaster averted; happiness restored. I also took advantage of the cell phone coverage to call my family, catch up on emails and texts, and check the forecast for the 32 miles ahead of me. I was feeling good.

At 5:45 that evening, after consulting my map, trail guidebook, and Halfmile PCT app, I concluded that I would go at least another two miles up into the hills to my north where there was a campsite or two in a dry creek bed near mile 80.5. When I got there, two guys had already set up camp in the narrow gully wash. I briefly contemplated pushing on to the next spot a mile farther up the mountain. Seeing my expression, which likely conveyed a certain level of exhaustion, Nick from Washington and Matt from Australia kindly invited me to camp there near them. The spot I chose was flat and soft, due to the sand, and immensely appealing after speed-walking twenty-one miles through sweltering heat. This spot has to rank up there as one of the coolest (not temperature-wise, but ambiance-wise) places I’ve ever camped.

One of the coolest camp spots ever

Nick and Matt were equally as engaging. Friendly and interesting, our conversation flowed naturally for half an hour as I set up my tent and stove and chair. We swapped trail stories until the sunlight began to wane. Matt had quite a bit of long distance hiking experience, but this was Nick’s first such adventure since his days as a Boy Scout, which were probably no more than ten years prior. Both planned to make it to Canada by mid-September and had been working up to 15 miles a day, having done zero training before hitting the trail. But being young and strong, they seemed fit enough to handle it. I smiled as their jaws dropped when they learned that I had left Campo two days after they had. I can only chalk it up as one of the advantages of section hiking.

That night, with the tent to myself, I stretched out, opened my map and studied the trail and read from the guidebook until my eyelids grew heavy. The night air was warm, so I started out on my pad with only my feet covered by the sleeping bag. By morning, I was still only halfway covered because the temperatures didn’t drop too far.

Before nodding off, I reviewed my day – no, the past several days – and felt immense gratitude and satisfaction. My prayers that night, like each previous night on the trail, included plenty of thanks for safety and protection and plenty of pleading for the same for my family. I also realized after meeting other, much younger hikers who struggled with some physical ailments induced by either the hike itself or pre-existing injury, that I was blessed to be healthy and strong enough to come this far this fast. I was 80 and a half miles into a 110-mile hike and feeling great. I had a lot to be thankful for.

 


Check out this nice preview of “Off Course”

Off Course

I’d like to thank Robyn Echols for publishing this preview of my second book on her website. Check it out:

http://robynechols.blogspot.com/2017/02/wednesday-wonders-off-course.html

She runs a book blog where she highlights new books coming out each week and talks about books that she has read and loved. She covers a wide range of genres, so check it out to get a look at what’s new.

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Good book reviews are good for the writer’s soul

Like anyone who cares about his/her job, an author appreciates getting input from “the boss,” especially when it’s positive and encouraging. My “boss,” so to speak, is you – the readers. When one of my “bosses” gives one of my books a good review, I have to admit, it makes me want to work harder and be better at my job. Kind of like when I would get a positive performance review and a raise when I worked in corporate office environment.

This past month, I’ve been very pleased with the nice comments and reviews that my “bosses” have posted on my Amazon page. I’ll copy and paste a couple of short examples.

Of course, I would love to hear from all of you who have read my books, so feel free to click here and leave a comment so other potential readers will know whether they want to invest their time and a few bucks on an “newcomer” to the world of fiction writing.

https://www.amazon.com/Off-Kilter-Glen-Robins-ebook/product-reviews/B00UA9Z8K8/ref=cm_cr_dp_synop?ie=UTF8&showViewpoints=0&sortBy=recent#R2RQHETUM909DG

I got this review from an unnamed Amazon customer and it made my day. Thank you, Amazon Customer.

5.0 out of 5 stars
A Taut Thriller, Fast Paced, I Couldn’t Stop Reading
By Amazon Customer on November 26, 2016
Format: Kindle Edition
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Verified Purchase
Glen Robins has me gasping for breath with this globe-trotting cat-and-mouse chase. His main man Collin is as clever as he is haunted by personal tragedy, managing to elude governments, terrorists and his demons. Congratulations Glen on a fine piece of storytelling. I’m starting the next book now!

Here’s another nice review:

Fast-paced, well-rounded, finely-crafted…, October 24, 2016
By
Amazon Customer

This review is from: Off Kilter (Kindle Edition)
Glen Robins has crafted a great example of the genre. Full of suspense, fast-paced, and finely-crafted, Off Kilter is a non-stop feast of thrills, twists, and turns. Yet, Robins doesn’t cheat on other storytelling areas. His characters are well-rounded and his narrative a pleasure to read. Highly recommended!

These kinds of reviews from new readers are encouraging to authors like myself. Since it’s not always possible to have face-to-face meetings or phone conversations with those who have read my work, it’s very gratifying to get this kind of feedback.

Thank you, unnamed Amazon Customers, for taking the time to share your opinion with other potential readers.

Amazon has some killer deals on Kindle e-readers right now, just in time for the Holidays. Hurry and check out these deals before they’re gone:

Giveaway Reminder

Dear Friends,

 

I hope you all had a wonderful Thanksgiving with your families!

With the start of the Holidays upon us, I am in a giving mood and wanted to remind you of the giveaway I am hosting on my website. If you haven’t entered yet, please do so now. The contest is active until Tuesday, November 30.

I am giving away a free Kindle Fire HD8 to one lucky winner.

Here’s the link to enter.

http://www.glenrobinsbooks.com/giveaways/free-kindle-fire-hd8/

You can increase your chances of winning by sharing the link to the giveaway page after you’ve entered your name and email address in the contest form. You get three (3) entries for everyone you refer that enters the contest.

Thanks again for all your support.

I wish you the best, not only for the contest, but for Holidays.

Glen

www.glenrobinsbooks.com

P.S. In case you’re interested to buy one as a gift for that special book worm in your life, they’re on sale this weekend.