The Time Machine Gene

Dreams, delusions, hallucinations ... past lives? Whatever they are, I want them to stop.

I had the first "episode" when I was eight. One moment I was a kid on a seesaw, the next I was a Pony Express rider galloping across the Western plains. Harmless, right?

Not harmless. My "episodes" made a lot of people—friends, coworkers, my fiancée—give me the side-eye. Long story short, I moved to New York and became a detective with the NYPD. Everything was fine ... until I had a major episode in the middle of a drug bust. While I was in WWII Austria, my partner, Mel, was getting shot.

With blinking speed I was out of a job, guinea-pigging for a high-tech neurology project, and investigating a case that spanned centuries and threatened to change the world—and not in a good way.

Maya is the New York Times Bestselling author of The Antiquities Hunter (a Gina Miyoko Mystery) and Star Wars Legends: The Last Jedi (with Michael Reaves). She became addicted to science fiction when her dad let her stay up late to watch The Day the Earth Stood Still. Since then, her short fiction has been published in Analog, Amazing Stories, Century, Realms of Fantasy, Interzone, Paradox and Jim Baen's Universe. Her debut novel, The Meri (Baen), was a Locus Magazine 1992 Best First Novel nominee. Since, she has published over a dozen speculative fiction novels. Maya lives in San Jose where she writes, performs, and records original and parody (filk) music with her husband and awesome musician and producer, Chef Jeff Vader, All-Powerful God of Biscuits. The couple has produced three amazing kids and a series of music albums: RetroRocket Science, Aliens Ate My Homework, Grated Hits and Shrödinger's Hairball (parody), and the original music CDs Manhattan Sleeps, Mobius Street, I Remember the Rain, and Labyrinth.

Anthony Frangione was born in the Bronx, NY in the 1950's. He watched every game of the 1964 World Series on the family's black and white Zenith because his 3rd grade teacher said that if the Yankees won there would be no homework for a week. He learned to play the accordion (under protest), but passed on entering a seminary, instead receiving graduate and post-grad degrees from a secular college. He began writing as a therapeutic pursuit later in life, scribbling ideas longhand, in a series of notebooks. Anthony learned his most valuable lesson about writing from a box turtle that was doggedly determined to cross a street. The lesson: The key to writing is sheer stubbornness. His authorial maxim: Let your imagination play with history, then just write.