Tuesday, July 9, 2013

Dateline: Atlantis by Lynn Voedisch Tour

Dateline: Atlantis

by Lynn Voedisch

on Tour July 1 - July 31, 2013

Book Details:

Genre:  Contemporary Fantasy Published by: Fiction Studio Books Publication Date: April 2, 2013 Number of Pages: 277 ISBN: 978-1-936558-57-5 Purchase Links:


DATELINE: ATLANTIS is a contemporary fantasy featuring a female Indiana Jones who dives underwater and accidentally discovers what just might be the lost world of Atlantis. After she and her photographer document fabulous pyramids and other structures under the Caribbean sea, they return to their newspaper in the Los Angeles area, only to have all their evidence stolen. The sea rolls back and reclaims the buildings, and the photographer is kidnapped by unknown criminals. The simple news assignment becomes more complicated with each turn and takes the Amaryllis Lang (pen name: Amy Quigley) to Chicago, Florida, Mexico and the Bahamas. An ever-skeptical reporter, the Amaryllis Lang finds that her search for humanity's first family (in the possible Atlantis) dovetails with her own search for her own lost roots. Long ago someone murdered her archeologist parents—and they may be the same villains who are working against her own efforts to bring the Caribbean discovery to light. In the midst of the tension, a testy romantic triangle develops. Plus, the pressure never stops as editor Noel Wright III keeps badgering her for a Pulitzer Prize-winning story. After escaping the villains' traps with her life intact, Amaryllis emerges a more open-minded adventurer, a better journalist, and an adventurer who is never afraid to let a historical find change written history.


DATELINE: ATLANTIS starts with Amaryllis and her photographer friend Garret exploring recently uncovered caves in Mexico.  They find evidence of a previously unknown civilization.  They have found the story of a lifetime.  Only the caves are covered with water too soon.  What seems like an act of terrorism turns out to be more. Once Amaryllis and Garret are back in LA their lives change forever.  Garret is kidnapped and his pictures go missing.  Amaryllis is on a mission to find him and their story. Garret turns up in Chicago (Amaryllis’ home town).  He talks of an Englishman who took him and the pictures.   

Amaryllis reconnects with her family and her childhood friend, Donny, who tell her about her parent’s deaths 25 years before.  They tell her that her parents were archaeologists and that they were exploring an ancient tower that was found between The Bahamas and Florida.  How they brought artifacts to the surface to prove that there was a civilization older than 10,000 BCE.  They also tell her that they died while exploring this tower.  Amaryllis always wondered what happened to them and why her name was changed as a child.   

She soon finds out that there are people (scientists and religious groups alike) who don’t want anyone to prove that civilization started before the accepted writings in the Bible. Amaryllis also finds out that these people will do anything to keep her quiet, including trying to kill her. 
Through all of this Amaryllis learns more about herself and what she really wants in life.  That is to find love and a home.  She finds that it was right where she left it, with the one person who has always known her and been there for her. 

DATELINE: ATLANTIS is a good summer read.  It takes you on an adventure and you don’t have to leave home.  I found that the story started out a little slow but once Garret is kidnapped the story picked up steam.  I was drawn into Amaryllis’ world (sorry didn't really get the two names premise of the story) and wanted to find out more about Atlantis and what happened to it.  If you want a good beach read this is it.  You will be taken away on an adventure for sure!

Read an excerpt:

She dives underneath the waves. Next to her is the tip of a giant stone structure. It widens as it plunges down to the ocean floor, filling her line of sight. She surfaces and swims toward the top of the rock. Amaryllis fights for breath as the waves roll up toward her chin and away. She dives again. The structure is a pyramid, without a doubt. It can’t be a natural formation. Its lines are too regular. The stones used to fit the pyramid together are huge—twenty-ton boulders at least—yet they are meshed with knife-edge precision. She can’t get her fingernail between them. Another thing occurs to her: this pyramid is not built in steps, but is smooth-sided like the monuments of Egypt. She bobs up and down, diving and surfacing for a quarter of an hour, finding more impossible things. These walls, unlike those of the Maya structures they found on land, are still smooth. They are weathered and pitted, but not covered over with barna- cles and seaweed. She sees the remnants of writing carved into the rock near the top, but can’t tell what language it is. It has neither the pictorial intricacy of Maya glyphs nor the simplicity of Roman characters. It has a modern aspect, clean and stylized, proportionally balanced, as if it were a font designed by an adver- tising agency. Yet, some of the figures recall the ancient themes of the American Indians: swirling vortices, men with large heads, hunting dogs. The most prominent of all symbols is a cross in- scribed with concentric circles. Amaryllis’ strength is nearly gone, but she dives once more if only to give the fullest of reports to her cohorts sleeping back onshore. She slips below the surface and feels along the eastern wall, pulling herself down. She is looking for a dark square she glimpsed before, gaping and black. It yawns at once before her, its edges wavy in the ocean swells. A sea turtle darts in front of her, and she constricts her lungs. She streaks to the surface, gulps a huge lungful of air and immediately she’s at the opening again. Seconds disappear as she measures the portal. It’s just big enough to slip through, but will she be able to get back out? A shining gem illuminated by a sun ray catches her eye. She swishes inside. With lungs screaming, she scans a tiny chamber, carved from top to bottom with ancient writing. Gold glints from porticos on the sides. A painting is still visible on the ceiling. A carved hand, claw-like and strong, rests on a pedestal in the center of the space. The red hand holds a stone so beautiful, she can’t bear to leave it. In the filtered sunlight that passes through the door- way, the gem dazzles like Venus in the night sky. The morning star—the guide that Amaryllis can rely on. She grabs the jewel. Through the door, up to the surface, sucking in the air—she’s free.

Author Bio:

Lynn Voedisch is a Chicago writer who had a long career as a newspaper reporter and worked for 17 years at the Chicago Sun-Times. She also freelanced for many other publications, both in print and online. She lives with her husband and pet cat three blocks from the Chicago border. Her son, a new attorney, lives in the city. Her hobbies are tennis, tai ch, an promoting the appreciation of literature.

Catch Up With the Author:

*I received a copy of this book in exchange for an honest review.  Stephanie


  1. Great review!! So glad you enjoyed this read! Thank you for sharing your thoughts!

  2. Thanks for the great review! The two names premise is just that she was renamed by her uncle and aunt to keep the bad guys away from her. When she takes up the name Lang, she is literally and figuratively changing her role in life and taking the hero's journey. Clear as mud? :-)

  3. Thanks Bastet. I do get the two names thing but when I was reading this I was in bed recovering from a back injury. Confusing names and pain meds make things very muddy! :D I actually have re-read the book and I get it now.

  4. Thanks Bastet. I do get the two names thing but when I was reading this I was in bed recovering from a back injury. Confusing names and pain meds make things very muddy! :D I actually have re-read the book and I get it now.

  5. Thanks for the clarification. I've had to re-read the book as at the time of my first reading I was in bed with a back injury. Confusing names and pain meds muddied the brain a bit. :D Loved the book!


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