Tony Phony and the Northern Woods
Today I’m part of a special blog event hosted by T. Man, a 10-year-old author and homeschooler. When T. Man was only 8, he partnered with his older brother, M. Man, on a special homeschool writing project that resulted in their first published book, Tony the Phony and Cursed Mansion. This year, T. Man went solo and just finished the second book in the series, Tony the Phony and the Northern Woods. Written in the engaging style of a Choose Your Own Adventure™, each book is available for .99 on Amazon.
But today T. Man has chosen to share his new book with his readers in its entirety in a special interactive virtual event. Seven different bloggers are hosting sections of the story. The fun begins on T. Man’s blog. At the end of each page YOU have to decide how the story will go. Each choice will lead you to a new blog. You have the possibility of landing on any of four endings. Of course, when you finish you can always go back to the beginning and start again. Choose wisely!
Permalink to the start of the story on T. Man’s blog: http://wp.me/p2bspO-7d
Link to Tony the Phony and Cursed Mansion: http://www.amazon.com/dp/B00JQLMK6G/
Link to Tony the Phony and the Northern Woods: http://www.amazon.com/dp/B01AL2AFYM
“Let’s go see if we can find help,” said Tony.
So Ed grabbed his backpack while Tony left the plane. Five seconds later, Ed heard Tony scream, “Help! Help!” He ran from the plane to see what was happening and came face to face with a bear who had pinned Tony pinned to the ground. “What are you doing?” asked Ed.
“Trying to breathe,” said Tony. “Chuck something at it.”
Ed picked up a stick and threw it. “I missed! Wait! The bear is chasing the stick.”
“Run!” yelled Tony.
“I’m right behind you.”
Bam! They ran into the airplane door.
“Open it!” said Tony.
“It won’t budge,” screamed Ed. “We’re locked out!”
Suddenly a loud roaring sound came from the top of the plane. The bear dropped the stick behind them, skidded to a stop with all four feet, and ran for its life.
“What was that?” Ed squeaked.
Tony pointed with a shaky finger. Ed looked up and there on the roof of the plane was a fat zombie. He looked wrinkly and warty and cranky.