Miles and Miles of Killing When I look at my future, I’m not sure what I see. I’d love to be able to say that I see greatness on the horizon, but in truth it’s all a blur. But today I finished my first edit to my detective novel Miles and Miles of Killing. It’s…
Minh the Madness Ends in Fire and Bullets
The story of Minh He stands overlooking the city. It’s hot…so damn hot. Minh stands there smoking contently. There’s a look in his eye, a quiet violent rage, his stare goes for a million miles. Every single person to ever cross him is on his mind. He reminisces on the day he got revenge on…
Mom and Pop Locked and Loaded for the Holiday’s Part 1
Family for the Holiday’s She touched my shoulder gently. I knew it was time. I’m long overdue for a visit back home. Back to where things first went wrong. She never understood my hesitation to bring her back with me for a visit to old Mom and Pop. She’s always been very close to her…
Publishing The Story of The Century
I’ve recently met with a firm interested in publishing my book Miles and Miles of Killing. It’s a small local publisher that is located out of South Florida. If you would’ve told me that I’d have to go back home to find a publisher for my novel, I would’ve told you that is completely unrealistic….
Last Stand: Devil’s Come to Collect
He could see the hoard of savages off in the distance. Their torches lit cast a serpent off into the lands heading towards his stronghold. This would be the end of his people their final stand. They won’t get past this night. The people of his vast Kingdom have endured much these last few years….
Stronghold: Message From The Rebellion Part 4
The Watcher and The Lord We reached the rebel stronghold. Lord Huston tapped out his pipe as Enzo parked overlooking a beautiful bluff. The salt air hit me and I remembered my childhood. Before all this nonsense. When I was still youthful and worth a chance. Now my body aches from the cold cold north…
Melvin’s Room…Result of The Party
The buzzer rang to Melvin’s alarm on his phone. He could barely open his eyes. His arms and legs were stiff and aching. His mouth dry and he’s in desperate need of hydration. His penthouse suite was trashed and women naked slept all over his bed and his floor. Melvin was himself, wedged in the…
Compassion Fades as We Reach our Destination
Compassion Loses I see my country tearing itself apart. It frightens me. It’s been bad for so long…so very long. We pretend that things used to be positive and evil and wrong was nothing we couldn’t wash off. We’d stare off into the sun and be proud of ourselves and what was falling apart. We…
Italian Coast: Message From the Rebellion Part 3
Lord Huston waives his hat to follow and walks out the door. I grab a piece of sopressata, polish off a cup of wine in one gulp and follow Huston to a large white Rolls Royce, it must be a hundred years old. They say he drove it here through Franco-German lines after Paris collapsed….
Message From The Rebellion Part 2
Margarite behaved as if she had all the time in the world. All of civilized Europe is on the fritz and she is enjoying her espresso with little thought to the magnitude of what she carried with her for her rebellion. Or maybe she did understand. Maybe, like me, she realized life is what it…