Good morning, mid-afternoon, evening and a special hello to the night owls who seem to be a forgotten bunch, but not here.

This week’s post is a taking a different turn. We all know women are true masters when it comes to writing love stories and personal memoirs, but what of men? Yes, men. I’ve had the immense pleasure of meeting three of these oddities in the world of literature: Harry Leslie Smith, Shawn Inmon, Rodney Walther and yours truly: Jeff Dawson. Let’s jump right in, shall we.

Mr. Smith has written one of the most profound stories circling around WWII. We all know of the glory and the unity that welded the free world together in order to defeat, Nazi Germany, Fascist’s Italy and Imperial Japan, but what about behind the scenes for the common man? How did the war affect him and his family? Mr. Smith pulls no punches. He grows up in the Northern part of Great Britain, working in the dreary, dangerous coal mines of Barley Hole. Despite the entire country uniting and producing the weapons of war to fight the German onslaught, wages (unlike the US) were still barely sufficient for the common man to eek out a living and support his family. Realizing the injustice and bleak opportunities, Smith joins the RAF in hopes of escaping from the poverty surrounding the mines. He serves the Empire admirably and then winds up in war torn Germany fraternizing with the common people, who were only trying to survive the “hell” Hitler led the country through. If I keep typing, I’ll give away too much of the story. How does love fit in here? He’s going to meet his bride to be.

This is a masterful work all sociologists should consider in their curriculums.

Review:http://www.amazon.com/review/RIB0OW8K5O3LK/ref=cm_cr_dp_title?ie=UTF8&ASIN=B006382B3C&nodeID=133140011&store=digital-text

How many thought all the posts were going to be about men loving women and vice-a-versa. No one thought about a father’s love for a son did they? Come on be honest. I think I saw one hand partially raised. Well, the next author Rodney Walther has written such a book. Granted, this one is fiction, but for those of us who played baseball, coached baseball or remember playing catch with Dad will appreciate this work. Being a single dad I could relate with this story on many levels.

Review: http://www.amazon.com/review/RHOQ93NN29IWJ/ref=cm_cr_pr_perm?ie=UTF8&ASIN=B004DNWIEG&linkCode=&nodeID=&tag=

Have you ever read a story that found you double-taking with each page? Up until now, I didn’t think it was possible (unless of course the book was pirated) until now. I received an email a few weeks back. The author requested I read his book and supply an honest review. I informed it, it would be at least a month as there were others in line. But something caught my eye. Something very innocuous. Shawn drove a Vega back in the late 70’s. I know, that doesn’t sound like a real hook, but in my case, it triggered an old memory. So, just out of curiosity, I decided to read a chapter. Five hours later, I was finished. Why? The story he tells and the one I published two years ago are mirrors of each other with one exception; his has a happy ending.

That aside, the brilliance of his book follows the same theme as Jaci Bryant’s, “Penny Lane.” Each chapter is not just a trip down memory in the 70’s, they are devoted to a particular song of the era. For those of us who grew up during this decade, the book is a tribute to love, life and music.

Shawn does an excellent job in portraying the love he and Dawn shared as tender teenagers and then how their love (especially his) affected future relationships. I could relate to his feelings. Good to know I wasn’t the only who still held a flame for our first true love. And then the chance meeting thirty years later at a drive-up window. How would you react if you unexpectedly ran into an old flame at the drive-in window? And of more consequence, despite your recognition, did they exhibit the same? Would you try and make contact again or would you drive away and wonder what could have been?

Review: http://www.amazon.com/review/R20LYXWQOQTI9T/ref=cm_cr_pr_perm?ie=UTF8&ASIN=1479258946&linkCode=&nodeID=&tag=

Last but not least, your host is throwing his book into the mix. When I read Shawn’s book, I was amazed at the similar paths our lives had traveled in the arena of love. I was amazed and pleasantly surprised to connect with someone who experienced many of the same highs and lows with that first love. Very cool. The main difference between the two works, Shawn is married to his true love while mine passed away July 20, 2009. Both of our works carry the same message; Love is Worth a Second Chance.  Even though Debbie and I were only allowed a short seven months together, the lessons she and her daughters taught me in that short time frame will never be forgotten. She and her girls reminded me, we work to live, not live to work.  They were the happiest seven months of life to date.

Book cover

I wasn't sure which review to post since they are all wonderful. I decided on two.

Review: http://www.amazon.com/review/R1AR4VAWZ0R5IT/ref=cm_cr_dp_title?ie=UTF8&ASIN=B004PYDG30&nodeID=133140011&store=digital-text

Review: http://www.amazon.com/review/R3UK2P4DXLX6RA/ref=cm_cr_pr_perm?ie=UTF8&ASIN=B004PYDG30&linkCode=&nodeID=&tag=

I hope you enjoyed this journey of love through men's eyes. If enjoyed the reviews, please hit the like button after reading them, but more important, if any of the stories have piqued your interest, do the author a favor and click the buy button.

Next week, I think were gonna look at those who delve into globetrotting espionage.

Have a great week!

This has started out as a very busy few weeks. Three interview hit the airwaves. Very nice. Let's bundle them up so we aren't searching through each and every site.

Joey Pinkney-Acclaimed book reviewer, Joey Pinkney, provides an excellent look into Occupation I'm still beaming over the comment about it being a,"A unique literally document." Very nice. Joey Pinkney's thoughts.

Dan Obrien-Met Dan after surfing around one day. I liked his style of humor and decided to give it a go. Good Times! A few minutes with Dan O'Brien

Vampire Realm-Folks, this is a site for those who are "Hard Core" vampire lovers. This site covers every angle one could think about in the genre. I will say this, Occupation appears to be the only written with a true historical background. Perhaps a trendsetter in the making? Now, about the photo. I think the sun was in my eyes. Enter the world of Vampires!


Don't forget, later this week I'll be featuring a few authors who have written very compelling lover stories.

Have a great week!

Apologize for the delay. I took the weekend off to spend it with my kids. What a great Easter weekend we enjoyed. It was the first time in probably ten years that all of us, expect Shawn, went to church together. We had a great time and I think the pastor wants me to perform my speech. How cool is that? Okay, let’s get back on track.

 What shall we SPOTLIGHT this week? Well, if you read last week’s post (hoping you did) I made mention of running off into a completely different world. One, where even the brave enter with great tepidity.  Yes, a place divided by time, imagination and parallel universes: Science Fiction! The four authors being featured show just how diverse and exciting this genre cane be. Their works span from great novels to the shortest of frightening stories. If you like what you hear, and enjoy the reviews I’ve written, the next obvious  step, would be to purchase one of their fabulous works and journey through their minds and stories.

T.M. Hunter—Not familiar with the name? Well, I didn’t know who Tom Clancy was either. I met Tod and his wife at the FenCon convention in Addison,TX. back in February. You know how we say “it doesn’t take a rocket scientist to figure it out?” Well, Tod can do that, because he is the proverbial rocket scientist. Pretty cool huh? I thought so. I kept listening to him and his wife describing T. M.’s works and decided to give one a try, “The Cure.” That might not be the catchiest title, but once I read the book, the cover and the title truly depict the story. Imagine being in a world run by religious zealots who for the most part frown at science and its abilities to solve the problems of the universe, including death. Ponce de Leon would kill to read this story. Is the fountain of youth a myth? Can science unravel the genes to revive dead cells? If you’re still intrigued, pick-up a copy today and begin the journey.

http://www.amazon.com/The-Cure-T-M-Hunter/dp/1466239522/ref=cm_cr-mr-title

Review: http://www.amazon.com/review/RI773RXL3OPY7/ref=cm_cr_rdp_perm

Issace Hooke has released one of the most original and entertaining stories I’ve come across lately. Now that doesn’t mean I enjoyed the entire story, but his ability to blend unencumbering yet excellent descriptions and dialogue keeps the reader moving forward. The scene where Hooke is climbing a mile high mountain with nothing more than the ropes left in place by explorers before him, will have you shivering with each and every painful move to the top.

http://www.amazon.com/The-Forever-Gate-Part-ebook/dp/B00AVXHRAM/ref=cm_cr-mr-title

Review: http://www.amazon.com/review/R11EPNN2ANLDMB/ref=cm_cr_rdp_perm

Daniel L. Carter. I met Daniel on a FB site: Free reads. He was offering a different type of adventure in the realm. His is a Christian based theme. Now what a minute. Don’t overlook his work if you aren’t faith based. He tells a wonderful, captivating tale. It’s not along the lines of the movie “Courageous,” but it has a great message. So give Daniel a chance and check out his entire series

http://www.amazon.com/The-Unwanted-G-6-Chronicles-ebook/dp/B0084VC398/ref=cm_cr-mr-title

Review: http://www.amazon.com/review/RY1BLJI7U20EH/ref=cm_cr_rdp_perm

Next in line would be A. Philipson. He has taken a different take on the apocalyptic world.  His story starts off with current events as a strange force kills off over 90% of the world’s population. I know, we’ve seen this before, but have we seen it with one family becoming the rulers of Earth. Oh, those who survived obtain IQ’s over 150. They build a utopian world, but like all stories, peace can only last so long. The Mathews find themselves in a life and death struggle with an alien force that is as scared of the humans as the humans are of them. Think Star Wars and you get the idea.

http://www.amazon.com/Children-of-Destruction-ebook/dp/B004NIFSXO/ref=cm_cr-mr-title

Review:http://www.amazon.com/review/RL9HJQJLIIGPV/ref=cm_cr_rdp_perm

Last, but definitely not least is Hugh Howley. For those who have read any of his short stories, you already know he is a master at the craft. Think of Hugh as modern day Rod Serling.  Last I heard, he has signed with a major publishing house and is working on a movie deal. Pretty cool huh? And they say short stories can’t bring you fame.

http://www.amazon.com/Wool-Part-One-ebook/dp/B005FC52L0/ref=cm_cr-mr-title

 Review: http://www.amazon.com/review/R2J1I18YZAI2XM/ref=cm_cr_rdp_perm

There are a few others, but I’ll save that for another post. Think John Patin and Linell Jeppsen. Yes, they too have the gift. As always, if you enjoyed what you read about these excellent authors, please feel free to hit the like button. Every little vote helps all of us. 

Next week I’ll be featuring men who have written very compelling stories of love and loss. The authors I’ll be featuring are masters of the craft. Yep, men can write true, heart tugging stories also. Harry Leslie Smith and Shawn Inmon. 

Well, I've been a bit remiss of late in starting the author spotlight. Better late than never. Today I want to introduce B.A. Spicer, Jaci Byrne and Norma Budden. All three ladies are very talented in the genres they are passionate about. I know, I've enjoyed their books immensely. If you haven't hear of them and are looking for excellent female writers, stop by their sites and check out one or two books. You won't be disappointed.

Good morning all. It’s SPOTLIGHT TIME! It’s been a busy week so far. Sleeping and watching the World Baseball Classic, Court Tuesday followed by more sleeping, and now it’s Wednesday. Oh what shall we do? I know. Let’s start introducing some very talented and exciting new authors: B.A. Spicer, Jaci Byrne and, let’s see. Do I have any other female British/Aussie writers I’ve overlooked? Back to the read list. Let’s see. No, she’s a he. Perhaps Daniel Carter L. Carter? Wrong subject. Keep looking. I know, let’s throw Canada into the mix: Norma Budden.

I’ve read two of B.A.Spicer works: “Bunny on a Bike” and “My Grandfather’s Eyes.” I met her on twitter when she was running a promo for the Bunny project. I thought, what the hell, let’s take a chance. If I don’t like it, I can always hit the return button. Not happening. I found this a very entertaining read of two gals looking for a new start at the prestigious Playboy Mansion in downtown London. I actually liked the book. Seriously guys, it’s a good break from all the serious and mind boggling stuff we fill our heads with. I recommend her books to everyone.

http://www.amazon.com/B-A-Spicer/e/B009DHX0FI/ref=sr_tc_2_0?qid=1364055148&sr=1-2-ent

Review:http://www.amazon.com/review/R3OTJCGTXXAXND/ref=cm_cr_rdp_perm

Jaci Byrne hails from the land of “OZ.” I was introduced to her by my editor. I was asked to have a look at her new work, “Penny Lane.” I will say, the title didn’t catch my eye, but the premise of each chapter being based on a Beetles song raised my curiosity. I almost gave up on the book after three chapters. I not into the gay/lesbian scene and was a bit uncomfortable. But I decided to give it another chapter or two before hitting the delete button. Glad I kept my fingers to myself. There is a great story to be told. As I neared the end, I could feel the pain of the characters as a few of the events hit too close to home. I recommend her works for all walks of life.

http://www.amazon.com/Jaci-Byrne/e/B006NFX6YS/ref=sr_tc_2_0?qid=1364055198&sr=1-2-ent

Review

http://www.amazon.com/review/R2T5WIJZAR8UT1/ref=cm_cr_dp_title?ie=UTF8&ASIN=B009MUC7HI&channel=detail-glance&nodeID=283155&store=books

Norma Budden is the wild card. We crossed paths on FB. She lives in the country the US considers a stepchild. Yep, she’s up there in the land of “Ice and Snow.” Please keep it up North. Us Southerners are still trying to thaw out. Okay, Norma has a voice that all should hear. She has traveled more rocky roads than anyone should ever have to and she presents it very fluidly. “Hershey Falls” was the first of her works I came across. It is an excellent story for both men and women. Her current work I read is “Coming Unglued.” When you finish with this book, you will have a difficult time keeping it together. Norma pulls no punches and lays out a very abusive and compelling story.

http://www.amazon.com/Norma-Budden/e/B005NX4XPM/ref=sr_tc_2_0?qid=1364055238&sr=1-2-ent

Review: http://www.amazon.com/review/RHUA1YHMNUJZQ/ref=cm_cr_pr_perm?ie=UTF8&ASIN=B00AF5EHHM&linkCode=&nodeID=&tag=

Instead of posting all of the reviews I provided for the books, you can check them out on Goodreads, Barnes and Noble or Amazon http://www.amazon.com/gp/cdp/member-reviews/A29M45DWHFPRFI/ref=cm_cr_pr_auth_rev?ie=UTF8&sort_by=MostRecentReview. The choice is yours. Oh, if you like what I wrote, please don’t hesitate to punch the like button. If not, well, umm,….moving on.

Next week we’ll delve into the sci/fi arena.

Have a great weekend.

Good morning to those with sunny skies and those watching the sun pile up. I believe there are more of the later then the present. Are you folks in the NE ready for a break? I'm reminded of my days as a youth in Wilmington De during the winter of, let's say 65,66, or perhaps 67. It was Christmas eve and Dad informed us to baton down the hatches and prepare for a monster storm. Seriously? It was a balmy 55 degree that December 24th, and then it started. Slowly but surely, the flakes started falling and falling and falling. Man! What a storm. We were snowed in for three straight days. I thought it was great because Santa brought the coolest present ever: a battery operated (with authentic noises) front end loader. I promptly took outside and attempted to shovel our massive two car driveway that had to be a country mile long. Dad came out and informed my, "I should be shoveling the front step so he could get his paper." "But dad, you can't even open the front door." He went back inside and said not another word, or at least words I could hear.

Okay, so what's the point of all this reminiscing? Well, if your caught inside and need a good read or two towile away the hours, I'm running a promo this week on Smashwords. FREE. Do we authors use the word too frequently? Perhaps, but, why not. Everyone likes free don't they? Well, maybe not the little girl on the Capitol Bank Commercials. Irrelevant. She will learn soon enough. Back on point. FREE ALL WEEK ON SMASHWORDS: https://www.smashwords.com/books/view/279241

And for those looking for true love story: https://www.smashwords.com/books/view/46313

With a little luck, one or both of these reads will keep you engrossed and not staring out the window wondering what the ground hog was thinking. Imagine what his forecasts would be like if he had an agent? Perish the thought.

Stay warm, stay dry and prepare for summer. It's just around the corner.

Have a great week.

What Love meant to me.

On this day, Debbie would have turned 52. I can still see her smile when she was 16 and 48. It never changed through the years. No matter what my age, her pearly whites would make my heart skip a beat while the butterflies danced in my stomach. She was the true love we all strive for or dream about. I know I'll never find another like her, so I contemplate and relish the many memories she, her girls and I were able to fill her last seven months. Nothing was forced, it came natural. Funny how going grocery shopping, touring McAlester, OK, a trip to Sonic or Brams, or just walking around the neighborhood and going to the park. There were such simple acts, yet they were so powerful and memorable. Below is an excerpt of one of those trips:

The girls all made a decision.  Let's go to Braum's for lunch. Sounds like a good idea and off to Braum's we went. Now the girls were under the impression that Mom was untouchable and could get away with any and everything when it came to Jeff. Not exactly the case. Debbie was not big on trying new foods. I had a strawberry shake which she found quite disturbing. She kept threatening to put something in it. The girls found this very disturbing. Their mom was messing with his drink. That’s wrong! We would never get away with that. I kept telling her to do her worst. What no one noticed was my right hand was gripping the bottom of the cup and when her face came within an inch of the cup, I gave it a good squeeze. The strawberry liquid jumped out of the cup and covered her face from her chin to her glasses. The girls were in shock as was she. I looked at her and said, “Hey Debbie, how'd you like my shake?” The playing field had now been leveled. None of them ever again complained about my menu. In fact, I introduced them to all types of new food with great zeal.

I can't help but chuckle as I read the above and remember the look of utter surprise on all the girls faces;especially Debbie's. We had so much fun together. I think the beauty of our relationship was the ease we did everything together. Nothing was forced. Nothing was expected. It just happened. I think that's what love means to me. 

Enjoy your partner with the time you have, for you never know when it will end.

  

In honor of he birthday, I've reduced the price to $3.77 on Smashwords and Amazon. It might take a day for Amazon to reflect the new price.

Jessica, Amanda and Debbie. Our last trip to Wylie,TX. What a great time we had!

After the funeral.They became my second set of girls.

Amazon US
http://www.amazon.com/Loves-True-Second-Chance-ebook/dp/B004PYDG30/ref=sr_1_3?s=digital-text&ie=UTF8&qid=1362153512&sr=1-3&keywords=jeff+dawson


Smashwords: https://www.smashwords.com/books/view/46313

A closing poem written by Amanda.

Three Years

It’s been three years.

Time goes by so quickly, it seems like.

I remember when it was one day, one month, one year.

Sometimes I think about it.

Sometimes I try not to.

Sometimes it’s hard to forget.

Sometimes I wish I could.

I miss her more than anything.

I miss seeing her – hearing her voice.

I don’t remember what her voice sounds like.

In fact, I hardly remember anything.

I don’t remember the way she smelled,

Or the way she talked,

Or the way she loved.

I forget sometimes – that she’s gone.

I talk about her in present tense.

I think about how old she should be every year on her birthday.

It isn’t fair that she got to leave me.

It isn’t fair that I’m here alone.

It isn’t fair, is it?

How can it be?

How could she leave me?

Surely she didn’t mean to.

Surely she didn’t want to.

Did she want to leave me?

Did she want to make me feel this way?

Did she care?

Did she have a choice?

I bet she didn’t have a choice.

That’s okay.

I didn’t either.

I think of the things that we should do –

That other girls get to do with their mothers.

I can’t do those things.

I can’t be like them.

I’m positive that she would’ve wanted us to do those things.

She would’ve wanted us to have that time together,

But we can’t now.

She won’t see me at prom.

She won’t see me on my wedding day.

She won’t see my husband or kids,

All because she’s gone.

She may be gone, but she’ll never be forgotten.

I love you, Mom.

R.I.P. 7/20/2009

A little dity for those in the UK. Posted it in Vampires versus the Third Reich. Why not?


Good afternoon from the chilly plains of Texas. How is everyone in the UK today. These are exciting times. Why? Well, for me, baseball spring training has begun. There is nothing like going to the ballpark, turning off phones, ipads, desk tops, laptops and such, and become immersed in a great game. LOVE IT!

I also took the desktop to the shop for a much needed enema. How about that. It actually works. Now, as long as I don't hit the power button, I should be in good shape. What else? Ah, I finally joined the 21st century and purchased a smart phone. I was very excited when I turned it on, and then this voice message came out: "Oxymoron for the day. Jeff Dawson—Smart Phone." I am so scre..d! The phone was still laughing as it was flying across the room. "Now, what ya got to say?" Still picking up the pieces.

Hope everyone has a great week. Film at eleven.

 

If you're in the Dallas/Ft. Worth area and need something do this weekend, come to the http://www.condfw.org/. My co-author and friend, Larry Welch will be unveiling our new book: Gateway: Pioche

June 2016—Stanford, Ca. GRADUATION for Muki, Abdul, Larry and Judith. Six years of cramming for finals and pursuing double masters degrees has finally paid off. It's time for them enjoy the fruits of their labor. A trip to Las Vegas and the blackjack tables before entering the word of commerce and research.

Their good fortune at the tables doesn't go unnoticed by the local mob boss, Nathan Rizzo, who decides, What money comes to Vegas, stays in Vegas. Instead of enjoying their winnings, the graduates find themselves in a hair-raising, life-threatening pursuit through the sleepy town of Pioche, Nevada. They find themselves northeast of the town at an abandoned military complex. Not wanting to tempt fate, they decide to stay put for a day and explore the complex.

What and who they find could unravel truths surrounding the most debated conspiracies of the past—who shot John Fitzgerald Kennedy, what happened to Judas Iscariot and did America really land on the moon in 1969. And of more consequence, will Judith be able to purge her families ties to the Third Reich?

Prepare for the most riveting tale of time travel!

 

I will also have both copies of Ocuupation available. That includs the controversial cover.

 

Shirts and posters will be available.

 

Hope to see you all there. Of course, if you have a mate, I highly suggest you do something nice for them before dragging them to this exciting event. Believe me, it will pay off in the long run.

 

Good Times!

Three Star Review: Bring em on!

Over the years, I've watched many authors jump up and down with ecstatic glee (including myself) when a four or five star review shows up. You'd have thought we'd won the lottery. Along those same lines we receive the occasional message about a dumping two and dreaded one star review. When those appear, we start drumming up support from any and all we know to blast the reviewer to the next millennium for being so crass and unnerving. How dare they post their opinion. I saw this just recently from the Queen of Vampires: Anne Rice. Come on Anne, you're a seasoned writer and a little criticism keeps us all on our toes.

But why is there no mention of the number three? What has it done to garner no recognition at all? Has the number three offended us in someway? What did it do to be left out in the cold? Why do we as authors not thump our chests and cheer when we get a three, three-and-a-half or even a three-and-three quarter review? Why? Well let's see. I believe it's because three is stuck in the middle. We take it for granted that we've written a three star book, but we want more, and for some reason, the number three just doesn't excite us. Well it should.

I've given out a slew of three star reviews. Some of the authors have accepted the review and moved on, while others were absolutely appalled with the ranking. Beats two, so I would think.

What do I like about the three star? It is an honest thought from a reader. Plain and simple. I'll say it again, it's an honest review—and potential readers will READ IT! I recently received three, three star reviews for Occupation and I was thrilled. I messaged each of the reviewers for their private thoughts on what they didn't like about the work. Overall, they thoroughly enjoyed the story, but there were a few parts that didn't please their palates. Excellent feedback! So, what did I do with those reviews? I spread the word and shouted from the highest building (without falling off). These are the reviews I seek out in spades. I will take ten three stars over one five any day of the week. We all know the stigma surrounding the five star:

"They must be family or illiterate friends."

"They paid for the review."

"They were promised a free book for a good review."

"They've set up ghost accounts to pad the reviews"

And the list goes one. But no one questions a three star unless it's a disgruntled author. In my humble opinion, what we as authors miss is, the three star is an compilation of our work through our readers eyes and minds. For me, it is the best tool available in sharpening our skills and turning out better works. After all, isn't that what we are aspiring to achieve? So, bring on the three's, our books are awaiting your arrival.

However, if you'd like to throw in a four, please feel free.

Once again, modern technology it my bug-a-boo. Only I could not perform a simple copy and paste. Luckily, I'm not easily frustrated. Well, maybe. Okay, moving on. Tammy Schweiger the great reviewer at Ravenz Reviews is running an special for the 12 days of Christmas. She spent a lot of time putting together the interview for the twelve lucky authors she chose. So please, if you get a chance, stop by and check out the wonderful tribute she is currently posting. Here is the link. Oh, I'm day five. http://www.google.com/url?sa=t&rct=j&q=&esrc=s&frm=1&source=web&cd=1&cad=rja&sqi=2&ved=0CDQQFjAA&url=http%3A%2F%2Fravenzreviews.blogspot.com%2F&ei=iJ7OUMGzFYyXqAGyn4CwCw&usg=AFQjCNHZ4PIWMFgxfz4y8GmvjChMFmS-ww&sig2=THWe1zdJpuXh73BthNl23w&bvm=bv.1355325884,d.b2U

Have a wonderful week!

Good morning all!!! Looks like it's going to a wonderful Thanksgiving in North Texas this year. I hope eveyone is dong well and will be spending good times with friends and family over the festive holiday.

If you have the time after a full belly of fine food and arent' too exhausted from the coming shoping spree, stop by and check out the interview and NEW book trailer for Occupation from renown book reviewer Joey PInkney.

Have a great and safe weekend.

http://h1t.it/UbGwnT

http://youtu.be/1I8VCBr_ePY

Over the last few months I've had the great pleasure to be introduced to many new and exciting authors from Jim Burkett to Regina Puckett. In between them are Alex Lukeman, Norma Budden, Micheal Rivers and host of others. Today, I want spotlight Norma Budden. The first book I read of hers was Hershey Falls. It is a very moving story as are most of hers. Norma writes from her soul and holds nothing back. For you gals who have endured great hardships and heartaches from abusive relationships, you will enjoy her stories. Have a great weekend!

Hershey Falls
http://www.amazon.com/Hershey-Falls-ebook/dp/B006TQV526/ref=sr_1_2?ie=UTF8&qid=1353160127&sr=8-2&keywords=Norma+Budden

Touching

This is a very short story followed by a most thought provoking dialogue from the author. I can relate to this story in that I lost the love of my life to cancer back in 2009. How does one carry on after a tragic loss? Will they ever be able to open their heart again and let the feelings of love and warmth replace the emptiness that ways so heavy on the heart and in the soul? The answer? You'll have to get a copy for that determination.

Very enjoyable.

Abduction

Parents worse nightmare

http://www.amazon.com/Abduction-Second-Chances-Short-ebook/dp/B0098AP05I/ref=sr_1_4?ie=UTF8&qid=1353160127&sr=8-4&keywords=Norma+Budden

This a real quick read. As a parent, this one of our worse nightmares; one of our children being kidnapped. Norma does a good job of relating the fears a parent feels when a child goes missing. The plot however far fetched, sends a message. What would you do if you noticed a child acting odd around adults? Would you question the child or the parents? Would you go about your daily activities and shrug the incident off as a child not getting their way, or would you notify the authorities? Those are the tough questions she addresses.

 

She has since released three other books I haven't had the opportunity to read yet. The TBR is growing at an alarming rate.

Saw a post this morning on FB about the disease which took three very dear people I spent many wonderful days together, My partner, Larry Smith (1990), my father Ralph Dawson (2005) and my one true love Debbie Beck Larson. Not a day goes by I don't reflect back and remember all of the fond times I spent with these three. Most of the memories are fond, but yes, there are the sad ones that keep resurfacfing reminding me how much I really miss and loved them. Below is a poem I wrote about Debbie a few years ago. It is the opening for the book I wrote about our thirty year love. In those thrity years, Debbie and I spent only two years together. Year and a half in high school and her last seven months. So why is it a thirty year love affair? I never forgot her and once every ten years I would strike out ot find her.Love is worth a second chance.

Where Have You Gone?

I remember those care free days,

The girlish happy smile,

The days of high school,

Where only our love mattered.

The bus rides to the games and back,

Trips to the river bridge where our thoughts were one,

The nights filled of passion in the truck,

The moonlight dancing off our sweat covered bodies,

Where have you gone?

Our paths parted in a sea of tears,

The hurt, the pain of the past,

Always just under the surface,

A flash of sunlight, a familiar smile met with pain and hostility.

The smile vanishes, the pain and hurt boil up,

Yet the feelings of love never lost just suppressed,

Where have you gone?

A trip to Tulsa,

A business card in a mailbox,

A phone call two weeks later and the past awakens,

The smile, the pain, the hurt, the memories;

pour in like a raging river out of its' banks.

Is it worth the chance?

Is it worth opening the heart again?

Is it worth another trip to the unknown?

Where have you gone?

The smile is the same,

The feelings of love spring up,

The past is forgotten,

The present and future are all that matter,

Or is it?

Where have you gone?

Seven months of life together,

We laugh, we cry, we love,and we kiss,

Chasing children, sharing their lives,

Strawberry shake in the face,

Movies from a Galaxy long ago,

Steaks, chicken and seasonings,

grilled to perfection with love,

A snowball fight,

A walk in the white soft flakes,

A pause on the sidewalk,

We embrace, kiss long and deep

letting our bodies provide the warmth.

Where have you gone?

The diagnosis, it's back.

Consoling the daughters,

A call to the parents,

A call to the EMT'S,

The present and the future are slipping away.

Where have you gone?

The final hours of life,

Only the sounds of deep painful breathing.

The halls are silent,

Nothing but thoughts for thirty years circle.

The end is closing in,

The cancer is tracking its' deadly course.

Where have you gone?

A warm hand rubs a chest going cold,

The breathing has stopped.

The pain is flowing out of her face.

The Doctor comes in,

The verdict is quiet with compassion,

I'm so sorry, she's gone.

Where have you gone?

Life has come to a stop,

There is nothing that matters anymore.

A never forgotten love has been taken in the prime of life,

A bench in a cemetery with no one else around.

The tears pour uncontrollably,

We cry, “Where have you gone?”

A voice, soft and tender floats down,

“I'm fine.”

“Where have I gone?”

“Where there is no pain, no sadness.

A place where the cancer has healed.

A place where mistakes of the past have been forgiven,

A place where I can look down to watch and help.

A place where only love resides,

The place?

"Heaven, that is where I have gone.”

 

http://www.amazon.com/Loves-True-Second-Chance-ebook/dp/B004PYDG30/ref=sr_1_1?s=digital-text&ie=UTF8&qid=1352905305&sr=1-1&keywords=jeff+dawson

Sometime ago I sat down and attempted to write a poem worthy of all our veterans from the Revolution to present day conflicts. I hope I've done them justice.

Remembering

So young,

So full of life.

Their dreams would have to wait.

They took up arms when called.

They vowed to protect the innocent.

They promised to return.

They never looked back.

For God, Country, Flag and Family,

they marched off.

They filled the depots with excitement and awe,

Many had never left home.

They did not shirk a duty.

They embraced it with the gusto of youth.

The training was hard,

but they nary complained.

They had been called and would not fail.

Righteousness and justice would be served.

Steamers, transports, and planes departed

to destinations foreign and unknown.

Did they tremble? No.

Did they fear the unknown? No.

Their mission was for freedom from oppression.

Their youth would bring order to the world.

It was time to right wrongs.

It was time to free the down-trodden.

Belleau Wood, Flanders, Bastogne, Guadalcanal.

The names are so strange yet not a complaint is filed.

Normandy, Tarawa, Iwo Jima.

With gusto and grit they fought on.

Caen, Kabul, Baghdad, Tunisia, Metz and Arnhem

They fought on.

Too many friends were dying or maimed.

The sound of shells and bullets were frightening.

Never knowing when one might pass struck no fear.

The mission must be accomplished.

They fought on.

Okinawa, Burma, Bunker Hill, and Charleston.

Saigon, The Iron Triangle, Kason The endless Deltas.

The message the same.

Right the wrongs and don't stop til the deed is done.

How many have died? Too many!

How many have been freed? Not enough!

How much longer? Til the job is done.

They fought on. Freedom will reign.

Tokyo, Berlin, Rome, The Somme.

They fought, they bleed and died,

All in the name of freedom.

The smoke has cleared.

The losses are tallied.

The camps are empty.

White crosses mark the path of youth lost.

The survivors wonder why?

Why did Joe and Bill die so young?

Why did I live?

Why me?

For Freedom.

To remember the past.

To remind generations to come the price of liberty.

The thought provides minor comfort.

They survey the battlefields and remember.

The long cold nights,

The days filled with rain,

Endless guard duty,

Mess kits filled with mush.

A smile creeps across a grizzled hardened face,

Freedom, that is why we came,

Liberty, is why we fought.

Justice, is why they serve.

A last salute to the fallen but not forgotten.

The men and women who have given all.

The veterans of the United States Military.

It's Veterans Day here in the states. A day that was suppose to be an end to Wars of All Wars. Yes, for those that don't remember or know, this was the day the Armistice was signed to end World War I. My grand father served as a nurse in a hospital during this terrible war. Never had the entire world been embroiled in what would be called "Total War." I never understood what my parents and grand mother kept saying about my grandfather. Even in my dad's waning years, he would occasionally talk about how the war changed his dad. He wasn't the same man who went to the field of France to stem the tide of the German onslaught.

Grand Dad Dawson never talked about the war, ever. How did the war affect him? After years of listening to the story, I remember sitting with my dad on the porch talking about his dad. Ralph Sr. as a, for a better term, vagabond. He could never sit still. He was always on the move. When he came back from the war, he went into the restaurant business and never stopped. He started many successful ventures and then sold them off. He never allowed them to blossom into his utmost dream of success. His crowing achievement came in Oklahoma. He had three of the best hamburger stores in Tulsa. Dad really thought his dad was on his way until he came home one day and notified the family he was selling out and moving. Dad was very distraught. But in retrospect, perhaps his dads unwillingness to settle down was a result in seeing how fragile and precious life was. How many thousands of boys and men did he tend to in the wards, never able to completely heal their wounds, both mental and physical? How many screams and cries echoed through his memories? How much death did he witness? We would never be able to answer those questions.

I remember his  love of fishing and showing his grandson that art. I don't know how many trips he took me through the years, I just remember, I always looked forward to it. Unlike my own father, his dad and I could spent an entire day on the banks or in docks drowning a worm or a minnow or perhaps that wonderful "stink bait" in search of the elusive "big one." Those are fond memories I shall never let go. It was a time of passing the torch and listening to his silent thoughts.

I remember receiving the phone call back in 1971 that grand dad had passed, peacefully. He laid down to nap before his favorite show came on, "Gun smoke." He never caught the last episode. I was very saddened as I got on my bike and rode to tell mom and dad the news.

For years, I missed my fishing buddy, but as time passed, I only hoped that Grand dad Dawson was finally able to let his restless soul find peace and the horrors and cries of young men dying were eased.

RIP Ralph Henry Dawson Sr. Veteran of WWI.

Let's see. It's Saturday the 10 of November. What to do this fine day in Dallas,Tx? Well, need to get a new jean jacket, some jeans, a labotomy and perhaps some new shoes. Wait? Labotomy. Might have to go to Target instead of Sears for that one. Then, off to pick-up edits (argh!!) and dinner with Mr. Brown. Been too long since we sat down and solved the words problems. Hm. We'll see how that works.

What else? Reading? Writing? Arithmatic? Well, one out of three ain't bad. I know. It's time ot spotlight an author I've grown fond of over the past year: Tim Greaton. I came acroos his name about a year ago and decided to give this new author a try. I was not disappointed at all. All of the books are well written and thought out. Each one has its own unique plot and message. I hope you'll take a chance and look into his works. His news book series is Zack Pill. Sadly, I haven't had the time to look into this one yet, but then, time is on my side and it gives something to look forward. Okay, here are the books and the reviews I posted.

Bud's Garage :

Bud's Body Shop

Short and Sweet

 

A little too short and unsatisfying. Mr. Greaton gives us a very small, small glimpse into his upbrining working for his dad. The content provided is good and well written. Another story or two would have been very helpful.

I can see this turning into a very good biography when all of the pieces are in place.

Santa Shopt
http://www.amazon.com/THE-SANTA-SHOP-Tim-Greaton/dp/097266260X/ref=sr_1_1?ie=UTF8&qid=1352561171&sr=8-1&keywords=Tim+Greaton

Not just for Christmas

What happens to an up-and-coming attorney when he chooses to attend the firms Christmas party without his wife and son who perish in an apartment fire? What strange road leads him to standing on the ice laden metal bridge in Gray, Vermont on Christmas Eve staring down at a torrent of black cascading, rushing water hoping to redeem his self-worth (in some bizarre way) to atone for the untimely death of his wife and son? You'll have to read this fine work to obtain the answers.

I could relate to this telling story on too many experiences. This story is for any of us who have every contemplated taking their own lives thinking there is nothing left for us to live for.

Mr. Greaton's tale will prove it otherwise. There is always something to live for no matter how sour the cards have turned.

Thank you Tim.

Under Heaven
http://www.amazon.com/Under-Heaven-ebook/dp/B005D7JNDA/ref=sr_1_7?ie=UTF8&qid=1352561171&sr=8-7&keywords=Tim+Greaton

Worlds Collide

This is the third book from Mr. Greaton I chose to read. How does it compare to the first two? Completely different-in a good way. Of all the books I've read and reviewed over the past few years, this one falls into its own category-of which I'm still trying to place.

This book reminds me of a fine Cuban cigar, perhaps a glass of Dom Perigion or a well aged Brandy. Each are to be savored and enjoyed, not rapidly consumed waiting for a refill. Relax and enjoy the moment.

The story starts out a little slow with two diverging story lines. I went back several times to make sure I was reading the same story. I thought maybe a chapter or two were inadvertently snuck in. Patience. The two stories are paralleling an unseen time line. The lives of two boys Nathaniel (who was murdered and caught in under-heaven, a sort of weigh station between Heaven and Hell) and Jesse, who is very much alive (hoping his parents reunite) are going to collide in a most unusual way. I was twenty-four chapters into the read and still had no idea where the story was going. For some, that can be frustrating, Refer back to how I described this read. It's not a six pack of Miller-Lite or a Pack of Marlborro Light 100's that the users frequently can't get enough of. This is a story for savoring and reflecting. Believe me, there is so much extra activity surrounding these two boys, one will need to regroup and reflect before moving forward. Enjoy the moment, then move forward. with caution.

In the end you will be shaking your head in stunned silence and asking the question, "No way!" I know I was.

A great read for all.

I have enjoyed all of his stories to date. Mr. Greaton possess a wonderful writing style for all readers. So, if you get a chance, check out his books and enjoy his well crafted stories. Have a great weekend!!
 

How to? Many of you know I'm a bit technoligically challenged. I perform brilliantly until I hit the power button and it turns on. From that point, well, I think you know what happens next. My pleasant demeanor turns into, let's say Jekly and Hide. More "Hide" to say the least. Okay, what's my point? Oh hell, need to reboot, repower--up, recover sites........ I'm losing my mind. Perhaps another pot of coffee will settle the nerves. NOPE!

Back on point. How do you post pictures and your books on the right or left side. I've tried everything with ZERO luck.

I await your suggetions as I navigate these trying waters. OH H...l not again. RE-boot....recover.....ARGHH!

TO FREE, OR NOT TO FREE.

THAT IS THE QUESTION.

Over the past year, I have noticed many different trends and marketing strategies of Indie authors (including myself) to get the word out and increase our readership. Some have had great success, the majority of us are in a log jamb scrambling to hit as many sites and and blogs and threads and bookstore sites. Others have used fliers, shirts, posters, bookmarks, coffee-cups and other promotional devices. But one the that stands out if the freebie program whether it be through Amazon, Barnes and Nobel, Smashwords, Goodreads or even the Google Bookstore (I will admit, I have no books on Google. I found their site confusing, frustrating and very limited support from non-existent customer service).

Should we offer our works for free? Good question. Is there a definitive answer. Not that I can see at this time. I know I have over 4000 titles snatched-up during the promos. Sounds great right? How many reviews or comments have the give aways provided? Take a seat and take a deep breath. .001% have submitted reviews. Yep, that would be FOUR! Look, I'm not against doing a promotion but if you think it will translate into a slew of reviews and accolades, do this. Unlike Amazon, Goodreads shows what readers downloaded the book. Take a real close look at some of those numbers. 1000 to 3000 in the TBR column. Wait a minute, did I see that right? One to three thousand TBR? Hm, not encouraging. I guess its human nature to want something free. I know I do, however if I can't use it ,I'm not picking it up just in case I might use it in the next the ten years or on a rainy day. Personally, I only download a free book if I know I have the time to read the book and thank the author for the opportunity to preview their work. I believe it's only fair.

Okay, should you offer your hard work for free. Absolutely! It does get your name out, but if you are looking for overnight success and gratification, stick with the other promotional items. At least someone will think of you when they are drinking from the coffee mug.

Check out the new trailer for GATEWAY:PIOCHE

Great interview with Maine's other author, Tim Greaton. A good time was had by all. http://timgreatonforum.blogspot.com/2012_10_01_archive.html