Usual caveats apply… Comments/recommendations appreciated, as always! Edit- Based on Ray’s comment, slight rework here… Chapter The sun cleared the hills in the east as Jud and two gunnies, Wade and Peck crouched at the top of the rise south … Continue reading
Thanks to those who’ve gone out and bought Tales Around the Supper Table! We passed 200 sales yesterday, and are now on day three of a nice little sticker! HERE is a link, if you haven’t already bought it! We … Continue reading
Is ALIVE!!! For right now, it’s Kindle only, but a paperback will follow as soon as all those hoops are jumped through. As always, click on the cover for the Amazon link! The blurb- This collection is from ten different … Continue reading
NOT what I’m supposed to be writing, blaming this one on Lawdog… Strong language alert! Comments appreciated, as always. Sean ‘Mac’ McCampbell walked slowly down the hallway toward his next class, watching the two young girls in front of him. … Continue reading
The interior is completed, and we have a cover!!! Now comes the waiting for Amazon to do their thing, then get proof copies and check those line/line, page/page, and Tina to sign off on the cover meeting her standards for … Continue reading
Just over half way done now! As usual, comments and recommendations appreciated!!! Chapter The days ran together as they pushed the herd north, finding another fifty head, but the Texas cowboys got nervous with the Rockies rising to the west … Continue reading
Playing with a short story concept here… I know, I know, it’s NOT the western I’m supposed to be working on, but the muse is driving… 13 September 1943, Palermo, IT, US military replacement depot A grizzled, frazzled sergeant stood … Continue reading
Another chapter in the book. Stream of consciousness, so comments/recommendations appreciated, as always. Chapter One very tired and grumpy young lady, wearing a split skirt, boots, and blouse with short jacket, stepped off the train at the Greely water stop. … Continue reading
The usual caveats, and comments/recommendations appreciated! Chapter Rio woke to Pronto’s cussing and pans banging, along with the smell of burning buffalo chips. It was chilly, and barely twilight, but he only saw stars when he turned and looked out … Continue reading
Imagination… Or… To think or be told what to think, that is the question… This was kicked off by a lunch with a friend and his granddaughter, aged 17. We were talking about writing and music, and I asked her … Continue reading