I am so sick and tired of the porno spam I keep getting, plus the pounding of SEO offers, that I have completely removed commenting from this blog. It’s unbelievable how abusive these jerks are, and I’ve had it.
….and read this book. Stoppel It’s the true story of the murder of a sixteen-year-old girl and the decades of investigation to uncover the truth about what happened that night. It includes disturbing information about the failure of police leadership and their cowardly desire to hide the truth to protect their reputations.
It’s the story of one dogged detective who never lost sight of who he was working for (the victim), and his career-long attempts to bring out the truth, despite destroying his own career.
It’s the story of an evil man who beat the system, not once, but many times, and how the police helped him through their incompetence and selfishness.
It’s a story that will haunt you.
Read it. It took me just a few hours to read the whole thing. It’s free. It will change the way you think about a lot of things.
I haven’t blogged in a while. There is a reason for that. In addition to writing, I also manage a number of websites. It’s all volunteer work, do I don’t get paid for it. But I love doing the work, so I don’t need pay.
Recently, one of the sites I manage requested a wiki. After doing some research, I decided to install MediaWiki. This is the same software used by Wikipedia.
Unfortunately, Wikipedia is a programmer’s app. The documentation is written by programmers. The app install is designed for programmers. The configuration is programmer friendly. IOW, it was difficult to deal install and configure, and difficult to troubleshoot.
I started that install early last month and just finished two days ago. Well, I’m not really done, but it’s stable enough now that I can step away and return to other activities. Like writing.
I started my second book a while ago, ran into some issues on background research and stalled. Now, I’m ready to get back to it I hope you, my followers, will forgive me for the absence.
During the time I was “away”, I also proofread a book for someone and edited another one. I will be writing a review of the edited book shortly, now that it’s been published.
I hope this upcoming holiday period turns out to be the best you’ve ever enjoyed, and I hope you’ll take time to remember the reason we celebrate Christmas. If you don’t know Christ, or don’t believe in God, I pray that this year will be the one in which the scales are removed from your eyes and you will see.
Nothing is more pleasurable than a life lived with God. I know. I’m seventy years old and God is my constant companion. He has blessed with with health and wealth (not so much materially as spiritually) and a wonderful family. How could a man ask for more than that?
I keep getting comments pointing out that I could make money on my blog by adding advertisements. First of all, no, I wouldn’t, because my traffic isn’t high enough to earn more than a few pennies. Second, I find ads irritating. I hate them. I refuse to subject my viewers to them. There ought to be at least one place on the internet where you’re not assaulted by ads that popup, obscure your view, assault your senses with blaring videos and dancing pictures, and all the other things that make ads so irritating.
Finally, I can afford to run this site without other people paying for it. So, stop sending me the comments. They go in the trash. They always will. Leave me, and my followers alone.
Sometimes writing can be frustrating. My first book is published and for sale in all the usual places. Working on marketing the book takes away from time for writing, but that’s not my complaint. Once I completed Prayers Were No Help, I began work on my second project, Some Wounds Never Heal. That story was coming along well. Then I hit a roadblock. My characters were getting involved in things that required further research. Unfortunately, I’m waiting on others to respond to questions that I have, so the project is on hold.
Oh well. On to the next one. Or so I thought. After writing a few words, I realized that I need to do some research. So, I’m waiting on others to respond to my queries. Now I have two projects on hold.
So, I started writing a third one. I quickly realized that i needed to do some research before writing any further. Arghh!
So, I started writing a fourth one. After writing the first chapter I realized I had reached a fork in the road. My character had to either be somewhat daffy or own something of such value that others would be working diligently to wrest it from her. So, I’m on the horns of a dilemma. Which route should I take? Writing a story about a woman who is somewhat daffy requires a great deal of characterization. Writing a mystery is much easier, because it’s action based, not character based.
I fell like I’m juggling three balls while studying a fourth one trying to decide what it is.
And, of course, life constantly intervenes. Children need their grandchildren watched. Who can say no to that? Dishes have to be washed. Trash has to be collected. Meanwhile, my characters all sit and wait, patiently, for me to pay attention to them again.
Yes, I know other people have much bigger and more pressing problems. People in south Texas are desperately trying to survive and I’m fussing about writing problems.
I’m not complaining. Merely observing how curious life is and how its curves are unforeseeable.
Check out this author interview that David Todd did with me. I don’t recall where we met online, but David sent me email and asked me if I would be willing to be interviewed. I said yes, and the rest is history.
Who is David Todd? He’s a prolific author and a civil engineer. He has written a fascinating book titled Doctor Luke’s Assistant that is a fictive account of how Luke wrote his gospel. Here’s the description:
Luke, the beloved physician, returns to Israel to write a massive biography of Jesus. He hires a Jewish assistant, Augustus, to help him as a researcher, secretary, and scribe. Luke’s work is opposed by both the Roman government and the Jewish authorities. He runs afoul of an ambitious Roman, who does his best to restrict Luke from completing the work.
I don’t know what attracted David to my work, but I’m glad he chose to highlight it.
Who Killed Vivien Morse? is a mystery set in the countryside of Britain. Filled with quirky characters, the mystery weaves its way through the clues, enticing the reader along, until the final, unexpected outcome. It is the fourth in a series of mysteries involving the character DCI (Detective Chief Inspector) Hatherall along with an interesting plethora of supporting characters; a chain smoking neurotic housewife, her bat crazy daughter, and rightfully angry husband along with a pleasantly plump dowager and her paramour, a hippie Druid priest. And let’s not forget Fiona, Hatherall’s right hand—uh—woman, who has more than one secret of her own. (Honest, I’m not making this up.)
Through the twists and turns of this delightful story, you will be hornswoggled more than once by false trails and misleading clues until finally the case is solved—except not completely. In the end, Hatherall, in a moment of inspiration brought on by a stranger in a pub, puts the final pieces together and closes the case.
Sherlock Holmes this is not. A fascinating, compelling story that draws you in and hooks you subtly, Vivien Morse will leave you wanting to know more about Hatherall, a thinking man’s detective who never gives up until every piece falls into place.
Innocence is a story about corrupt police in Britain. The prose is short and choppy, filled with incomplete sentences. It gives the story a gritty feel, almost like rough sandpaper. In addition, it’s filled with British slang that I’m completely unfamiliar with. As a result, I found it confusing and difficult to follow. I had to figure out what a lot of things meant from the context, and some things were a complete mystery to me. For example, apparently the word “nick” has several meanings in Britain. Just when I thought I had it figured out, the context of its usage threw me for a loop.
I suspect this book might be more interesting to people more familiar with the slang. For me, it was a very difficult read.
I just finished reading Lateral Hazard. If you enjoy reading mysteries, you will enjoy this one. It has more twists and turns than a mountain trail. At various times I suspected several of the characters in the book, only to find that I was completely wrong. Once you’ve read it, and know who committed the murder, you will, like me, shake your head and say, I didn’t see that coming.
The writing is excellent. The story moves along quite nicely. At first I was bothered by the fits and starts, jumping from one character’s story to another’s, but in the end, it all made perfect sense and was quite enjoyable.
It’s quite easy for me to see this book being made into a movie, a movie that does quite well at the box office. One of the main characters is a quite despicable, amoral attorney. Another is his lovely, talented and much-ignored daughter. Each of the characters in the story is inflicted with faults and failings as well as admirable qualities, and all are quite believable.
Buy this book. Read it. You won’t regret it.
It’s a story about a young woman who marries and follows her husband across the country in a Conestoga wagon in the early 1880s. The story is filled with pathos and tragedy and celebration that will stir your emotions deeply. Cissy’s writing style is evocative and descriptive and puts you in the moment. You feel every pain, experience every fear, celebrate every triumph
The story speaks of a simpler time, when people had a faith in God that is all too lacking in our modern culture. Beset by storms, and troubles aplenty, Hannah and Caswell suffer more than their share of tragedy. Yet through it all, their faith in God remains a central core of their lives.
If you’re a practicing Christian, you will enjoy this book immensely. If you’re not, perhaps this book will cause you to question your priorities in life.