Hey! I did a new thing! I wrote and published a book! Huh? How is that a new thing, you ask? Because this book has nothing to do with hiking or anything memoir related. This book is a fictional tale about a civilian tech rep who solve a murder on a navy ship. It’s called Tail of the Dragon. Click the image below if you want to check it out on Amazon.
Sit back, settle in, and prepare yourself for this long story about how a short story has found it’s way to the light. OK, not really found footage, like the Blair Witch Project up there, but found wordage? Yeah, we’ll go with that. This found wordage had been lost for around 39 years. I say had, because it has been found! Found by me! When I was around 17 years old, I fancied myself as the next Stephen King and…
Yeah, published another one. Second in the RViditots series. Check it out on my author page if you want.
I know you’ve all been worried sick about my John Thomas ever since you read this post. Oh, crap, I forgot to give you a **TRIGGER WARNING**! This post will, once again, be discussing some sexually sensitive subjects, so if that isn’t your bag, baby; go sit in the corner. That’s right, Patrick Swayze, I went there. However, I won’t get all braggadocios about it since you are literally a ghost now and I don’t want you thumping me on…
After an exam and another round of tests it was determined that the previous test was a false positive. P.S. I know prostate cancer isn’t really ass cancer but that title was more eye (or ass) catching. P.S.S. Still continuing daily infusions for liver rejection. Will know how effective they’ve been at the end of the week.
Let’s just get down to it. Remember a couple of posts ago when I said I wasn’t feeling well again and I had to make a trip back to Virginia to check in with my doctor? I did that. After him telling me on the initial visit that he wasn’t sure why I wasn’t feeling well because everything looked good (surprise, surprise), I asked him to at least run another blood panel on me while I was there. The next…
Don’t know why I am writing about this. I was just thinking about it last night when I was trying to fall asleep. Instead of counting sheep, I counted all the holes I had in me after my transplant surgery. I’m sure Rivergirl will classify this as TMI, so I’ll give you that warning right now. Only proceed if you are wholly interested in my holes. When I woke up from my transplant surgery I had a number of things…
Let me warn you now, this is going to be a Debbie Downer of a post. I had big aspirations for 2024 and so far it’s been less than stellar. I’m full of frustration and I think that if I write it all down it might make me feel a little better. I totally understand if you want to skip this post. I wouldn’t blame you at all. We spent the last four months of 2023 in Canada with my…
Life has been quite busy lately and I haven’t written anything in many months. No writing done on my 22 works in progress. No short stories written. No Kindle Vella episodes. And certainly no blog posts. Hell, I have hardly even written Facebook update statuses. So, I told myself today, just write something! Write a measly blog post at least! I went to WordPress to do just that and ended up watching the cursor blink for ten minutes straight. Nothing…
If you are a Baby Boomer or Gen X then you probably remember the TV show Cheers. Millennials and Gen Z might not but maybe they caught it on The Netflix. Cheers was the local watering hole for a bunch of colorful characters who made it their home away from home. The bar was helmed by Sam Malone along with his fellow bartenders Coach and Woody, and his cocktail waitresses Diane and Carla. Rebecca came in later to help him…