Duck Dynasty scion Robertson teams with novelist Thrasher (the Solitary Tales series) for the first in a four-book series of choose your own adventurestyle stories. At the outset, readers assume the character of Willie Robertson, who heads the Duck Commander company. Written in second-person, the narrative places readers among Robertson family members, confronting a variety of dilemmas and choices. Time travel is the plot device; you discover an outhouse in the Duck Commander warehouse that turns out to be the titular time machine. Story variants range wildly over millions of years, from the eras of dinosaurs and Noahs ark through the 1990s with its fashionable mullets and on to 2319, when people use fantastical devices such as controllocks and batter shatters. As with the TV show, humor leavens many of the scenarios. Tying everything together is the simple message that care for family and friends and love of God are key elements of living a good life and making good decisions. Ages 812.
Americas favorite redneck patriarch dips his beak into childrens publishing with a wacky time-travel choose-your-own adventure. When a mysterious time machine disguised as a wooden outhouse appears in the Duck Commander warehouse, Willie Robertson, president of the Duck Commander empire, toys around with space and time by traveling to various exotic destinations. Depending on readers choices, Willie engages at various lengths with each member of the Duck Dynasty cast. The scenarios bringing Willie to destinations as varied as his high school prom in 1990 or back to the Civil War era are mixed with humor and fairly fluid time-travel logistics. There isnt much imagination on display, but the book certainly stays on point, putting forth the familys faith-based, Southern-comfort agenda. Those that feel the Robertsons values are troublingly regressive will certainly find a few choice phrases to be bothered by, but fans of the show will be pleasantly diverted. Lets face it: This book isnt literature; its just another brick in Duck Dynastys ever expanding multimedia empire. Thankfully, theres enough aw-shucks charm on display that its an inoffensive brick. There are certainly worse products out there put forth by celebrities looking for an extra buck. (Fantasy. 8-12)