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A Few of My Favorites: BOOK GIVEAWAY!!!

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The first thing I usually do after preparing a manuscript for publication is to read new work.

That’s right.

I start reading all the books I didn’t have time to read prior. Currently, I’m reading MY NAME IS LUCY BARTON. The book got great reviews but I’m undecided on it. But like I said, I’m only halfway through the book so I’ll keep at it.

I’ve also got a pile of books that some of you have recommended that I can’t wait to get around to reading. I’ll let you know when I do. Meanwhile, two friends have launched new books in the past weeks and I am giving away free copies!!!! That’s right – FREE!!! read more

Happy Halloween Y’all

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Miss Rutabaga’s Encounter with the Wind Goddess

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Miss Rutabaga had a reputation around school. Of course that wasn’t nothing new, everybody in school had a reputation whether they wanted one or not. Nobody knew how these reputations came to be. They just showed up one day and no matter what a person did to shed themselves of such reputations, they persisted like a boll weevil in cotton. Miss Rutabaga didn’t like to waste energy if she could help it, so she decided rather than trying to fight the reputation assigned to her by the gossip gods, she would just try and live up to hers. And that’s how come she came to be known around U-Tsu-Dv High School as the “Hard One.” read more

Fiddleheads: Giveaway

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This is no joke.

It’s time to register for the giveaway from Fiddleheads.

All you have to do is leave your name. I’ll select a winner in the next week and Fiddleheads will ship you something fabulous.

Maybe one of their bunnies.

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Or some of the fabulous Parisian jewelry the bunnies favor.

Don’t worry fellas, they have gifts for men as well.

Good books.

With stories  about dogs and hunting and such. read more

Holy Fiction

A friend walked into a client’s home and found my book among a stack on the client’s table. What friend is in your stack?

The kindly looking fellow in the light blue shirt pulled me aside moments before my presentation at the library.

Your book has made me do a lot of thinking, he said.

Oh? I replied.

Yes. About mental illness. My mother took  her life. My brother is a schizophrenic.

He pulled out a bottle of pills from his coat pocket.  These are mine, he said.

A safety net for sanity.

Later, from the front seat of her truck, a woman spoke of her dead father. She refers to his death as self-murder, not suicide. Suicide is far too clinical for the violence created by her father’s mental illness. read more