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Considered one of the most prolific writers working in modern fiction, USA Today bestselling writer Dean Wesley Smith published far more than a hundred novels in forty years, and hundreds of short stories across many genres.

At the moment he produces novels in four major series, including the time travel Thunder Mountain novels set in the Old West, the galaxy-spanning Seeders Universe series, the urban fantasy Ghost of a Chance series, and a superhero series starring Poker Boy.

His monthly magazine, Smith's Monthly, which consists of only his own fiction, premiered in October 2013 and offers readers more than 70,000 words per issue, including a new and original novel every month.

During his career, Dean also wrote a couple dozen Star Trek novels, the only two original Men in Black novels, Spider-Man and X-Men novels, plus novels set in gaming and television worlds. Writing with his wife Kristine Kathryn Rusch under the name Kathryn Wesley, he wrote the novel for the NBC miniseries The Tenth Kingdom and other books for Hallmark Hall of Fame movies.

He wrote novels under dozens of pen names in the worlds of comic books and movies, including novelizations of almost a dozen films, from The Final Fantasy to Steel to Rundown.

Dean also worked as a fiction editor off and on, starting at Pulphouse Publishing, then at VB Tech Journal, then Pocket Books, and now at WMG Publishing, where he and Kristine Kathryn Rusch serve as series editors for the acclaimed Fiction River anthology series.

For more information about Dean's books and ongoing projects, please visit his website at www.deanwesleysmith.com.

The Idanha Hotel by Dean Wesley Smith

1902: Boise, Idaho. Megan Taber loves her job baking at the Idanha Hotel. Widowed young, she knows the rest of her life revolves around her baking.

Carol Kogan, a doctor and researcher from the future, eats breakfast every morning at the Idanha Hotel just for Megan's fresh breads. Until one fine May morning in 1902, when Carol meets Megan outside the hotel. Before they finish their conversation, Megan collapses from a massive heart attack.

Carol knows saving Megan with 1902 medicine would prove impossible. But saving her with future medicine might prove even more dangerous—for both of them.

A twisted, heart-wrenching addition to the acclaimed Thunder Mountain series.

CURATOR'S NOTE

Dean Wesley Smith's Thunder Mountain series plays to all his strengths—and his loves. He loves Idaho, and, in particular, its history (since his family helped colonize the state). He loves time travel. He loves mysteries. And he loves finding old nooks and crannies of the past in which to set his stories. The Idanha Hotel actually existed once, and still does, at least in Dean's powerful imagination. – Kristine Kathryn Rusch

 

REVIEWS

  • "Thunder Mountain by Dean Wesley Smith is one of those reads that defies genre classification. Take some romance, throw in a little bit of historical fiction and add a dash of time travel and science fiction and you have the basis for this interesting story. … The premise for Thunder Mountain is intriguing and will appeal to fans of both historical and science fiction. This is an easy, light read, and I am interested in revisiting these characters on their future adventures."

    – Fresh Fiction
 

BOOK PREVIEW

Excerpt

CHAPTER ONE

May 28th, 1902

Boise, Idaho

MEGAN TABER'S PASSION was baking. At five-ten and barely one-hundred-and-ten pounds, she didn't look like a typical baker, but around Boise in 1902, she was known as the best there was.

Clearly loving what she did showed in the breads and pastries she created.

She worked at the Idanha Hotel, the fancy new place that had only been open for just over a year. It boasted the best restaurant in the entire state and she was proud to be a part of that. And from what she understood from reviews she saw in major papers, her pastries and cakes and pies had made the hotel restaurant one of the best places to eat in the entire west.

She often worked from sunset to sunrise to have enough breads and cakes and desserts ready for a day in the hotel, but she didn't mind at all. Baking was her life.

Her entire life, actually.

She was widowed from Jason Taber two months after they had married. Jason had been a good man, treated her right, and she would have done her best to make him a good wife if he had lived.

He wasn't the love of her life, but marrying him at eighteen got her out of Placerville, a small town in Montana. She had figured he was the best she could ever do.

Two months after they were married and had moved to Boise, he fell from a ladder and hit his head and never woke up. That had been seven years earlier.

She now seldom thought of him, which she felt sad about, actually. He deserved more than being completely forgotten, even by his widow.

But she never planned on marrying again, so keeping his name was about as much respect as she was able to give to him.

She had made her own way, without a husband, and she was proud of that fact.

She had spent the last seven years learning how to bake, how to be the best. She read all the magazines she could get from the East and talked with every elderly woman she could about their recipes, or at least the ones that they would talk about.

She studied baking like scientists studied the stars or nature. She was passionate about it.

To her, baking was not only a science, but an art. Of course, she never said that to anyone.

She had worked at a few other restaurants around town, getting a reputation as the best baker of any kind of bread, pie, or cake there was in all the West.

When the Idanha Hotel was scheduled to open its doors on January 1st, 1901, Chef Pickner had offered her the job, with nice pay and a furnished apartment in the hotel. She had jumped at the chance.

She had had job offers since for hotels and restaurants in San Francisco, but she had always told Pickner when the offer came in that she would stay with him as long as he wanted her.

And in return for that loyalty, he treated her well and demanded that everyone around her respect what she did. She couldn't ask for more.

So her baking drew in many, many a diner at the Idanha Hotel Restaurant. Her bread seemed to melt with buttery deliciousness in a person's mouth and her pies and cakes were heavenly in taste.

At least that's what everyone told her. She just appreciated that her work was enjoyed every day. That was enough for her.

And if it was up to her, the Idanha was where she would remain the rest of her life.