Dirty Harry

 

Once upon a time this kinda policing was normal. Oh how the times they are a changin'.

Oh where has Lucas Davenport gone?

Gotta wonder. John Sandford penned a ton of 'Prey' stories about the Dirty Harry kinda policing. Virgil Flowers and Lucas Davenport rolled around Minneapolis teaching bad guys a lesson. Then reality showed up. Now what's gonna happen? Perhaps have vigilante justice how up in the final 'Prey' story. Have demonstrators string Lucas and Virgil up.

Fell in Love

Spent time in Montana last week and fell in love with a book. Isabel researched this incredible story and laid waste to the dark side. If the doers of evil could be compelled to be exposed to this material the world would be a better place. Of course you can lead a horse to water but ya can't make him drink.

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Guns Guns and More Guns . . .

C'mon Man . . . they got to arguing about bump stocks, back in Vegas, to curb the 'American as Targets' deal. Now along comes a pair, just in the last couple of days, with fast trigger fingers. They gonna outlaw index fingers next?

Paul Theroux

Mister Theroux details his experiences traveling across Africa. I mean this guy hung with the locals and came into close contact with predators. Let me tell ya this doesn't mean lions or hyenas. With experiences like this who needs boogiemen? I thought I had it rough in Nogales.

 

Say What?

 I'm like asked what I do for a living. I'm like, I wrestle words to get a story just right. I know, Right?

This Just In . . .

I've written three novels. Four short stories. Won contests. Been boycotted, had my life threatened and lost countless arguments with my editor. The infamous Robert Wangsness. Agents have loved my stuff and I was fortunate enough, to get to pick and choose one of 'em. I had youngsters want to watch me write to share the creative vibe. This is just a warm up by the way. I mean . . . When the Going gets Tough, the Tough get ta Writing. What's Next? Tomorrow never knows and I wish you a happy birthday if it's this weekend.

I left my Heart in San Francisco.

 

How Do I spell Legacy?

thetriponevirusonegiftthelastgargoylethebeekillerjjusthisbrandofjustic. 

Why does it always look higher from the Top?

 

Laurel Holliday

 

If you think ya got it bad with the pandemic, weather and whatever take a gander at this book. Many thanks to this lady who hails outta Seattle for putting these stories together.

At Times I wonder why I ever Belonged to this Brotherhood . . .

 

So members of the Los Angles Police Department have been sharing this Valentines Card. It comes with the words 'You Take my Breath Away'. Go figure. Man I sometimes get that feeling that cops ain't got a feeling.

'Brand of Justice' . . . Anyone?

 

In Huwe Burton’s case, a judge exonerated him in his mother’s killing in 2019 after the Innocence Project, a nonprofit that investigates wrongful convictions, unearthed evidence not only that detectives used psychologically coercive techniques to get his confession, but that the prosecution had withheld evidence suggesting someone else was the killer.

How could any Defective . . . sorry . . . Detective do this?

The Long and Short of It!

 This Promises to be one Short Story that is Long on Meaning!

The Trip

So what does a white cop, black soldier and cannabis have in common? 'The Trip' is one helluva read and is scheduled for release this week. Them the words of The Raven Madd Roundtable Writers Group my friends. 

Summit

If ya ever peeked up at a mountain and wondered what it looks like on the very top this is it. I did the climbing for you. Oh by-the-way . . . it was exhausting. Love Colorado.

Idea's Anyone?

Let's see here. We've tackled PTSD-Bullying-Covid-Racism-Horny Cops-Legalizing Weed to name just a few storylines so far. Any ideas faithful readers? What do we need to toss some light on next? Let me know. Just click on the 'leave a comment' on this here blog. It won't hurt. I promise.

The Trip

 First of all . . . many thanks for the offers to review my stories. My latest, The Trip, will be in the offing.

This Regards the Audiobook Version of The Bee Killer

It all started because he didn't drink the Kool-aid, he slammed it. Serving his country hadda be better than serving customers at Fred's Eat Shop. Medals and swords and uniforms would provide the ladies he desired. They'd fawn all over him and he'd get to see the world. Then the horrible specter of violence slammed his moral compass and altered his life's trajectory.

This story was written after one chance encounter, with a young man, who had returned home with a ton of questions. Nikki Delgado of London England, was cited for her expert rendition of this man's story. The author, Curt Rude, was awarded in San Francisco for his efforts on behave of those who have damaged souls. Robert Wangsness of Design by Word is thanked for his heartfelt efforts.

Here's One for Your Pryin' Eye's

“Unfriendly, Curt, Rude. We were made to feel like a nuisance.” 

Oh The Times They Are . . .

a changing. Remember when politics was old school and boring? Apathy was the norm. Now ya have an Olympic Medalist, Cops and possibly soldiers allegedly storming the Capital. Our elected officials are referring to them as insurrectionists and terrorists. I suppose they were plenty scared when they had to duck into secret hiding places. They must have felt like the Red Coats when George and his motley crew got to acting up. No worries . . . the lawyers smell blood and this entire episode will be litigated until none of the accused have a pot to . . . well you know the rest of the story. Good Day!