The Incredible Journey of Pete McGee Adam Wallace

      Adam Wallace

      First Published 2011 by JoJo Publishing

      This edition published 2018 by Woodslane Press

      © Adam Wallace

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      Editor: Mandy naylor

      Designer / typesetter: Chameleon Print Design

      Digital distribution: Ebook Alchemy

       National Library of Australia Cataloguing-in-Publication data

      Adam Wallace is not a knight … he would like to be one though, that would be extremely cool.

      He is, however, an author, and he thinks that being an author is the most coolest job ever! He also knows most coolest is not very good writing, but he thinks it sums his feelings up perfectly.

      So most coolest job ever it is!

      Adam likes writing so much he does it full time.

      He also draws a little bit.

      He also plays golf a little bit.

      He also takes naps a little bit.

      He also barracks for Collingwood a little bit.

      Adam has many other books apart from The Incredible Journey of Pete McGee. He even wrote some of them. Check it out!

       The most grossest book by Adam Wallace

      Better Out Than In

       Picture Books by Adam Wallace

      The Share-a-not

      Mac O’Beasty

      The Negatees.

      Adam’s website is:

       www.adam-wallace-books.com

      If you email Adam he will do his very best to write back to you.

      His email address is:

       [email protected]

      A message from the narrator

      Chapter 1 Let the story begin

      Chapter 2 Nice speech, Your Majesty

      Chapter 3 Sir Loinsteak enters, stage left

      Chapter 4 The Green Book

      Chapter 5 The Wilderene Flower

      Chapter 6 And awaaaay we go

      Chapter 7 Gherkins get their just desserts

      Chapter 8 Well done, Sir Loinsteak, well done

      Chapter 9 Choices and consequences

      Chapter 10 Santora’s wisdom

      Chapter 11 Mantril madness

      Chapter 12 Bandragon

      Chapter 13 New friends, new hope

      Chapter 14 Mmmm, food

      Chapter 15 And now, the end is near

      Chapter 16 COME ONNNNNN! !

      Chapter 17 Home time

      Chapter 18 And now, the end is here

       For Mak, the best niece ever.

       Ah, let’s face it, when I said this was a fairytale ‘of sorts’, I was kidding myself … and you! This is an out-and-out, magical, good-versus-evil, dashing-hero, beautiful-maiden, dastardly-villain, marvelous, fantabulous fairytale! And that is so good. In fact it’s more than good, it’s necessary! There can never be too many fairytales in the world. You might need some tissues though, ‘cos there are sad bits. Go on, get the tissues. I’m not going anywhere. Dum dee dum dee dum dee … Oh hi. You’re back. Right, got your tissues? Good. Now, what else will you need? Ummm, ahhh, okay, you’ve got the book, you’ve got the tissues … I know there’s something else as well. How about you go and get a drink or something while I think about it. Or talk amongst yourselves. Pretend it’s like you’re watching the telly and there’s an ad on or something.

       Okay. Book, check. Tissues, check. Ummm, a sense of wonder and joy, yes, that’s it! HELLO! I’VE GOT IT, YOU CAN COME BACK NOW! Hi, yep, sorry for yelling, but you need to have a sense of wonder and joy. You need to get out of the real world to really enjoy this story. Are you ready then? Okay. Get comfy, and let’s go.

       Ahem hem …

      Welcome, welcome. You are about to be taken on a journey. A journey of danger, of laughter, of magic and of love. So strap yourselves in, and enjoy … the incredible journey of pete mcgee!

       Turn the page keep reading. Go on, you know you want to.

      It had been doing so for a while, but eventually it came through at just the right angle. Just the right angle, that is, to go over the top of the chipped cup on the table, straight through the open bedroom doorway and smack into the left eye of a sleeping Pete McGee. The eye flinched, quivered, then opened. It closed straight away, tight, but now there were millions of tiny spots breaking the peaceful darkness