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Moon Quest, Cut Material

I am one of those writers who writes without outlining the novel ahead of time. The outliners out there are shaking their heads at me. My first drafts are long and meander all over the place that requires large portions to be cut during the following drafts. Sometimes cutting whole, or several chapters, is hard as I love them. What matters is whether they are needed to move the story forward. After a draft or two, it is easier to realize some of this material does not do that.

Writing this way allows me to get to know my characters, their backgrounds and motivations and where they want to take the story that I have not been able to flesh out whenever I’ve tried to outline. Just like an iceberg, there is more below the surface than one reads in a novel.

I hinted about the scene posted below in the published novel but felt the reader didn’t need to read this to figure out some of the difficulties one of my main characters, Debra, has.

Orbital Logistics held a press conference to introduce to the public the first two crews of their manned space flights. Win stood off to the side and let Adeline, his vice president of marketing and public relations, introduce the fourteen astronauts and give their background before coming to work for Orbital Logistic.

When she opened it up to questions, a reporter from Space.com got the first one. “Commander Taggart, how’s it feel to get chance to fly into space again after Nasa terminated you after your accident?”

Debra pasted on a smile. “Great. I’m honored to have this opportunity.”

“Did you ever imagine you’d get to go into space again?” A reporter from the New York Times asked.

Adeline threw Win a glance, as if admitting he had been right. Win had been on the fence about having this press conference.

“No, I didn’t.” Debra’s expression was now a grimace.

“Maybe a question for somebody else,” Adeline said to the reporters. “We have thirteen other extremely qualified astronauts here too. Major Cooks has also been in space.”

“Ms. Taggart, do you have the trust of your crew to command this mission?” A Washington Post reporter asked.

Win stepped up. “We have complete faith in Commander Taggart’s abilities, or we wouldn’t have her commanding the second mission. But I must ask, you call yourself reporters and grill an American hero about the worse day of her life without first researching what caused her accident. You want some headline producing news, look into that. Are there any questions for our other remarkable astronauts?”

Relief swept across Debra’s face.

“Commander Taggart, it was reported you flew an unairworthy aircraft that caused your accident. Is that not true?” A reporter from Bloomberg asked.

“If that were true,” Win said, “we wouldn’t have hired her. Now if you don’t have any questions for our other astronauts, we’ll conclude this and thank you all for coming.”

A reporter from Aviation Week and Space Technology, who had run a series of articles on Win’s accident over a decade ago asked, “Mr. Swift, did you hire Commander Taggart because you have similar histories?”

Smiling, Win said, “Really, Ms. Hunt, do you think so little of Orbital Logistics ’s hiring that we only employee those who have experiences similar to mine. What boring unimaginative company that’d be.” He gestured to one of the mission specialists. “Commander Judy Murray was an executive officer of a submarine. I’ve never done.” He pointed to another mission specialist. “Dr. Summers summited Mt. Everest while on he was on sabbatical from getting a doctorate in geology. I’ve never done that either. Maybe I shouldn’t have hired you guys.”

Luther Bronder, a mission specialist, raised his hand. “I was in a car accident once. It wasn’t an aircraft accident, but does that count?”

“Yeah, I was too.” Scott Holt, a mission specialist beside him said.

“I had to cut an airshow short because of a rough running engine,” Heather Langston said. “Can I keep my job? I really like this company and what we’ll accomplish.” She, like Win, had been on the U.S. Aerobatic team.

The pilot, or who would be the second in command on Debra’s flight, Craig Malone, pulled up the pant leg of his flight suit. “I scrapped skin off my leg when my motorcycle went out from under me. I think have the scar to prove it.”

Win couldn’t help but smile from this group sticking up for one of their own. A quick glance at Debra showed her beaming.

“Maybe you shouldn’t have hired this group,” Adeline said to Win. Turning to the reporters, she said, “So, unless there any questions pertaining to our upcoming missions or for any of the other crew members, we’ll conclude this and thank you for coming.”

“Mr. Swift, what will be the most difficult aspect of the first flight?” The Space.com reporter asked.

“Ask Major Cooks,” Win said. “He’s the one flying it. I’m just writing the checks.”

The stories the media published were favorable, doing a decent job of explaining the first two missions and the difficulties the crew would experience. Several, though, reported that “Orbital Logistics’s disgraced former NASA astronaut Debra Taggart avoided questions about her troubled past.”

If you want to find out why the reporters were so interested in Debra’s history, you can download or order the novel here.

Moon Quest is Published

My latest aviation themed novel—well, space themed, mostly—Moon Quest is now available for download at Amazon. You can order it here. For those who want to read an actual book versus an e-book, the paperback version should be available within the next few days.

I hope you enjoy reading this as much as I enjoyed writing it. If you do, please leave a review at Amazon. Reviews, besides helping to sell books, provided valuable feedback. They allow writers to become aware of what readers liked, or did not like about a book, which allows us to write more engaging stores. They also are good for our egos.

In a few days I will include here quotes from characters in the novel that will encourage you to read the novel, or allow you to learn a little more about the character that you may not have deciphered from reading the book.

Thank you for your interest.

Moon Quest, First Chapter

Debra Gilford taxied the NASA T-38 she was piloting up to the runway hold-short line at Ellington airport on the outskirts of Houston and stopped.

It’s been fun, but I don’t see a future for us as a couple. Adam Noonan, the mission specialist who was sitting in the backseat, had said that to her just before they walked out to the jet.

Fun! She had thought after months of working together to train for their mission to the International Space Station he had come to understand and admire her and wanted to be passionate with a like-minded soul. Why had she been so stupid? Noonan had never been married, and it was well known he dated often.

Over the intercom, Noonan said, “Hey… uhh… DT, you okay? We’re… uh… burning fuel we’ll need later.”

Maybe if she had made friends with the women astronauts she might have confided in one of them instead of Noonan that her marriage was over. It was one of the few things she had ever failed.

She sighed. Making friends was something she had always struggled to do. Memorizing a flight manual or figuring out an engineering principle were things that came easily to her. Sharing what was going on in her life with another, or freely giving her thoughts on a subject, were things she had never mastered. Which, she knew, made her seem reserved or even standoffish. Some, she suspected, thought she considered herself better than others. Since she often excelled at tasks given to her, she could understand that logic. But what most didn’t understand was that her accomplishments had come from studying her ass off.

She keyed her microphone. “Tower, NASA seventy-eight ready for takeoff.”

“NASA seventy-eight, clear for takeoff runway three-five left. Winds three three zero at twelve.”

“NASA seventy-eight cleared for takeoff.” Debra mentally gave her head a shake so she could focus. This aircraft’s left engine had a history of its Turbine Internal Temperature (TIT) running hot. She would need to keep an eye on it during the takeoff.

After she lined up on the runway centerline, she held the brakes and advanced the throttles to the MIL setting—maximum power—letting the engines stabilize, then pushed the throttles beyond the detent to engage the afterburner and released the brakes.

She experienced the satisfying shove into her seatback as the aircraft began accelerating down the runway. The left engine’s TIT settled on the redline. If it stayed there, they would be okay.

At 135 knots she began to ease back on the stick. A moment later they were airborne. She retracted the landing gear and flaps so that she did not accelerate past the maximum speed allowed with them extended and continued accelerating to 300 knots.

The left engine’s TIT began to rise above redline accompanied by a vibration.

Debra was pulling that engine out of afterburner when there was an explosion accompanied by a shudder through the airplane.

“What the hell?” Noonan said over the intercom.

A quick scan of the instruments showed the left engine had failed.

She had just completed that split second scan when the right engine’s fire light illuminated.

If only one engine was on fire, she would shut it down, activate the extinguisher, and limp the airplane back to the airport. But since one engine had apparently destroyed itself causing the other one to catch fire, they had only one option.

“Mayday! Mayday! Mayday! Tower NASA seventy-eight, We’re ejecting,” she radioed. Then over the intercom, “Eject! Eject! Eject!”

The moment she finished that sentence the canopy was jettisoned when Noonan pulled the ring between his legs that started the ejection sequence. A second later, the rocket in both of their seats fired, sending them out of the aircraft.

In her seventeen years as a pilot, first as a Navy F18 pilot, then a test pilot, then at NASA having piloted the space shuttle, this was the first time she had to eject. The sudden acceleration out of the aircraft was as disorienting as she had read.

A few seconds later, her parachute opened and none of the lines were tangled. She took only a second to be thankful for that before searching for Noonan. To her relief, his parachute had opened too.

Then she watched in horror as the T-38 rolled to the right and began descending towards an apartment complex. It crashed into one building and exploded. The wreckage continued into the neighboring building before coming to rest. Both buildings quickly became engulfed in flames.

She didn’t have time to dwell on the fact her actions might have killed people in those apartments as the ground was rushing up. She needed to mentally prepare to fold up her legs and fall to her side when she hit the ground or she might be injured. She would touch down on a school’s soccer field.

A glance over at Noonan put her heart in her throat. He would land on Sam Houston Tollway. The traffic on both sides of the busy highway was racing along it as if oblivious that an astronaut was descending onto them.

A part of her was glad she had become preoccupied with her landing and trying not to get hurt to witness Noonan, when just a few feet off the ground, was smacked head on by a tractor trailer.

New Novel, Moon Quest, Blurb

My latest thriller, Moon Quest, will be published, July,15, 2026. Below is its blurb. I will publish the first and several following chapters later.

I will also be giving away copies of the novel close to publishing time in return for an honest review. Keep watching here for the giveaway details.

Thank you for your interest. Here is the blurb:

Winston Swift has spent his life chasing one impossible dream: to walk on the moon. But when a crash in the jet trainer he designed shatters his shot at becoming a NASA astronaut, the billionaire aerospace heir refuses to let anyone decide his future.

Walking away from his family’s aerospace conglomerate, Win builds Orbital Logistics from the ground up, determined to beat NASA, rival nations, and every private competitor back to the lunar surface. His mission is bold. His timeline is ruthless. And his greatest asset may be Debra Taggart, a brilliant former astronaut whose own NASA career was cut short by a T-38 accident—and whose fierce independence makes her as difficult to manage as she is impossible for Win to ignore.

As Orbital Logistics surges ahead in the new space race, fear spreads that Win intends to claim the moon’s resources for himself, locking out anyone who hopes to build lunar outposts—or push farther into the solar system.

Then the accidents begin. Equipment fails. Lives are put at risk. Critics blame Win’s relentless ambition. Others point to Debra’s troubled past. But as the launches increase and the stakes climb beyond Earth itself, Win and Debra must uncover whether Orbital Logistics is being undone by hubris—or by someone willing to kill to keep them from reaching the moon first.