"A Touch of Evil." Hunted by a centuries-old body-jumping entity seeking his special mental abilities, Alan fears he’s found himself in a life-and-death battle. But with little understanding of how to control his own 9 year old mind and no inkling of the indescribable wickedness he faces, the boy may not survive an impossible fight… … Continue reading A Touch of Evil, a book of horror and the paranormal (for Halloween)
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Life and Love of a Knuckleballer
New Version, available in Hardback. A little sex. A little humor. Lots of baseball action.Stanley had lost both of his loves, baseball and his wife. Now, with too much time on his hands, he finds predatory women are onhis trail. He knows he needs to find something constructive toget his life back on track. When … Continue reading Life and Love of a Knuckleballer
A History of Panic
Animals and humans are sometimes driven by panic, by the sudden onset of fear of survival, wherein the host goes nuts. Panic can be useful for personal survival; it is rarely helpful for the herd, our herd, the human race. The etymology of panic comes from the Greek God Pans, the god of shepherds and … Continue reading A History of Panic
Career Paths
One’s career is like a book, with an opening paragraph, chapters, and, hopefully, a satisfying ending. Along the way, one hopes for a page churner, keeping the mind engaged and excited, just waiting to see what new character, what new challenge lies just ahead. Of course, one has to expect villains and friends, as the … Continue reading Career Paths
Treading My Path
Each a beginning, a discovery, a first for us. Each thought of ourselves as special and different. Me, full of anger, lashing out at the world of hunger and nothingness, to face an enemy that knew nothing of me, and felt not the first of my mighty blows. You, with your own faceplants and embarrassments. … Continue reading Treading My Path
Soul Direction
And, the stillness of the night, gives way slyly to the red hues of the birthing sun. Silence is pregnant and full now, goose bumps flow on my arms and engorge me during this change. I wonder, if the soul is not like a bubble lying deep in the ocean. Rising maddeningly, striving for freedom, … Continue reading Soul Direction
Christmas, 2019, a turning point in disrespect
Ahh Don't you feel it? I do. I feel a change in the very air, where my opinion, my thoughts cannot be squashed by those unwilling to allow me to have my opinion, my thoughts. I can say Merry Christmas. To those that are offended, I am sort of sorry, sort of not. My life … Continue reading Christmas, 2019, a turning point in disrespect
Let the Arrogant find God
So many sad and hungry, so many confused, so many refusing, thank you I am not one. Let the poor find plenty, let the lonely find love, let the hungry find bread, let the arrogant find God.
A Wrap of Slumber
Within my wraps of slumber as the northern cold robs warmth from the air, I almost remember my mother, as if she lay next to me there, I want to reach out to her but with limbs just like lead, she turns away from me slowly, just a tiny reach from there. I want to … Continue reading A Wrap of Slumber
Silence Between the Raindrops
Listen, to the silence between the raindrops, The gentle sound of water hitting that old tin roof, But still, in between lies my feeling of solace and peace and wanting, These old eyes look up into the darkness, remembering the youth long gone, the loves I had trashed, and the energy wasted, yet, I … Continue reading Silence Between the Raindrops
Ramblings from an Unpaved Mind 