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Wednesday, March 27, 2024
My Truth and Nothing but My Truth
Shai Louk was attending a Peace Festival. Ironic. She was kidnapped, sexually assaulted, and beheaded. Her attackers paraded her body around the streets of Gaza. Then people brazenly defend her killers. They claim her murderers must answer to a higher order. I know my truth and it is different than others apparently. It is what it is . . .Wrong. Murderers be not proud. A Walk of Shame down the lane of Death & Destruction is in order.
Tuesday, March 26, 2024
Sunday, March 24, 2024
Conflict and Struggles
Talk about a passionate struggle. Children growing up in a Warzone. Timeless and something that came about from a chance meeting in Boulder, Colorado. Hit the library and read away.
Communication is essential in these trying times. At times I don't understand. Though compassionate, I'm not following this completely. I shared the following and received this feedback. At times it is imperative to Agree to Disagree. Peace.
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Friday, March 22, 2024
Another Day Another Rejection
Would this really have hurt Mr. Trumps feelings or something? Censorship is Censorship but ya know, it's their site!
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Wednesday, March 20, 2024
Another Day Another Rejection
The same goes for books. If you're an author you have to have a thick skin. My stories aren't sugar coated and they involve the truth and timely issues. My Agent follows this philosophy for which I'm very grateful. Take The Bee Killer for example. Realistic enough for you? I mean I talked to soldiers and asked them for input and got it after trust was established. One soldier discussed sleeping with a multitude of prostitutes in Germany after his soldiering ended. PTSD manifests itself in many ways I tell you. another said I nailed it with this Short Story.
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Tuesday, March 19, 2024
People Shooter #7
Officer Tracy got
back in the squad and slammed the door. She drove off the curb, one tire at a
time, before heading toward Second where a right turn would take them to the
Police Station.
A lady in a bathrobe
pushed herself out of the crowd and onto the street. As she bent down and
hollered into the squad, McShuster looked down. “Is that you, Jimmy? Look at
me. You’re gonna pay for this. If I had’da gun—” A man stepped in front of her
and gently corralled her back to the crowd, but she spun and screamed, “I
always knew you was a killer!”
McShuster’s head
felt like it was under water, like it was floating away from him. He suddenly
got dizzy and wanted to puke. “Offizzer Lazy, you seed that lady? Seed not
good. I got no grillfriend to laugh whiff? Alone all-time ‘cause you don’t wears
Patagonzia? To waltz in thirsty below wind chill? The rich have car and stop
for ya. They hitz it, when your frozen fingauzes reach for the dough?” Blood
trickled from his nose.
“You on something
back there?” She studied his face. He looked like he was falling asleep.
Fentanyl? She didn’t know.
Now what? Hospital?
Going to be busy there tonight. How in the hell could she take him to the
hospital? That would just get him killed. His victims must have already started
arriving and their families would be showing up.
“I’m good.” He
pulled himself up. “Thanks for loosenin’ up the cuffs. They were killin’ me. I
never knew them things hurt so much.”
“I can turn this
recorder off if your done talking,” Officer Tracy said.
“You know, they
always let on they know my ma drinks too much or sleeps around. That gets old.
I don’t like thinking about it all the time. In school I think about it because
they give me the business.” McShuster was relieved to be away from the school.
“I mean, I can’t even walk down the hall without a girl rolling her eyes or hoofing
it around me. Ain’t official bullying, I suppose, but it still ain’t right in
my book.” His voice cracked. “How I stop my ma from doing stuff?”
“I’m still recording. I read you your rights and you are free to remain silent. Is your mother the reason for tonight?”
The officer is still in police mode. She is making sure her suspect knows he's being recorded and she's wondering if it would be safe for him at the E.R. I had this happen to me once when I was transporting a suspect, in a triple stabbing, to the hospital because he slashed his hand. I researched this story and include my own experience's. Thanks for all the interest!
Sunday, March 17, 2024
Can't Post Without a Shooting Occurring
I post another installment of People Shooter. It's like well we haven't had a shooting for a while and then, just after the post goes live, another shooting. Something is just plain wrong with the fact that our politicians can't figure something out about this ongoing crisis. We are all possibly tomorrows target . . . Ouch.
Friday, March 15, 2024
People Shooter
To read People Shooter scroll down to #1 and read away. We're up to #6 so whatcha waiting for? Get caught up as we prepare for that next shooting. Fire off questions if you're so inclined and be careful out there!
This is a story of attitudes regarding sexuality ending up in murder. Love to hear from you'all on thoughts or concerns.
Thursday, March 14, 2024
People Shooter #6
After slowing for
the curb, the ambulance turned left, accelerating with its lights and siren on.
A silhouette was leaning over the gun on the sidewalk. Then it gestured for
someone else to stand near it. The silhouette joined four shadows with guns
drawn as they all ran towards the front door of the school. They were hollering
toward a couple that had stepped out of the building. The two held their hands
up and hollered, “Parents!”
“This is real, pal.
Guns build respect, one bloody little hole at a time. I’ll gun ‘em down. Let’s
see how they sound dead. You apt to not forget that.” A tear surprised him and
made him set up and clear his throat. “Where was I?”
“Shooting people—”
Three officers
were walking toward them. Officer Tracy got out and stepped in front of them.
One walked around her and pulled the door open; and grabbed McShuster. “See
them people.” He pointed at the large crowd across the street. He gripped McShuster’s
collar and pulled him halfway out of the squad and glared at him, inches from
his face. “They’d just as soon kill ya—punk—than look at you.”
McShuster grimaced
from stabs of sharp pain. He couldn’t answer nor did he see what the cop was
pointing towards. His broken rib, if that’s what it was, made it feel like
someone was pushing a long hot screw driver into his chest. It hurt so badly
that he could only manage birdlike chirps.
“You think that’s
funny?” The cop slammed McShuster back into the seat. The cop said something
about wanting to kick some ass, and stomped off to where the gun was lying. A
man was taking pictures of it. It was some kind of assault gun. That’s what his
neighbor, the owner, called it. Now it was lying on the ground getting photographed.
A skinny guy about his height approached the first picture taker and pointed at
the gun. Obviously, he was from the paper and also wanted a shot.
“Three-fourteen
station headed to L.E.C. with one,” crackled the radio. McShuster looked up and
saw Officer Tracy pushing her face to her shoulder mic. Voices were talking
over each other but one did say, “We’re getting surveillance video. Four
injured.” Then another one piped up that she thought it was six shooting
victims. McShuster wondered how six got shot. Did I miss something here?
Officer Tracy got
back in the squad and slammed the door. She drove off the curb, one tire at a
time, before heading toward Second where a right turn would take them to the
Police Station.
Wednesday, March 13, 2024
Another Day Another Rejection
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Where is the violation? Am I running into folks who support a cause and thus use the 'report abuse tool' to squish my comment? I mean initially nothing was problematic with this comment, then out of the blue 'Another Day Another Rejection'.
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Tuesday, March 12, 2024
Another Day Another Rejection
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Saturday, March 9, 2024
People Shooter #5
“I what?” McShuster
looked up.
She then put the
mic back up near her mouth. “I have one in custody. Male. White. Five-six or
seven. Black hoodie and jeans. He’s uncooperative.”
His face burned
where it had slammed into the cement. What really hurt was his body: the left
side of his chest up near his shoulder on the frontside. His hands felt a whole
lot better. But every time he breathed it stung bigtime. It was like the air
was full of ammonia or something. Then he felt sweat or something working down
his stomach.
“You Megan Tracy’s
mom?”
“Let’s leave her
out of it, please. I’ll ask the questions.”
“This is something
all you kids want to do? Make a damn name for yourself? That’s why the media
about beat us here, isn’t it? You called ‘em to show off. Christ … this
infuriates me!”
McShuster moved
carefully, working his way out of a slouch. When the cops took him into custody—that’s
what Officer Tracy called it—it left him feeling like he’d gotten trampled by
Clydesdales. “They ain’t all angels in there. Some of ‘em no better than
singing little shit birds. I know … I know you not wanting to hear it. But that
place is full of no good. That the long and short of it.” He shuttered. “Worst
place on earth is in a classroom.”
“Did you come here
tonight for a reason? To make it right or something?” Officer Tracy asked.
“I sure did. Guns
and knives make everything nice. Me and Noah used to holler that target
practicing. Somehow, I went from being a shooter to being the stopper. He’d say
‘I’m bigtime badass … only way to kill me is to cut my head off and hide it.’
I’d tell ‘em to chill. Think before ya hate. I know this; people shooters kill
because of everybody. Not because of just one dude poking fun. Guns change
things. Levels the playing field. Makes beggars out of pricks. You got a gun …
you the most important person in the universe. Yes ma’am … the rules change in
this here deal called the game of life. Ya know, life is full of a shit ton a wrongs.
I had to do something. Had to try.”
“I’m trying to
understand. Please continue.” Officer Tracy watched him in the rearview mirror.
So now the officer wants to know if McShuster acted alone here. She is jumping to conclusions but that is to be expected. Notice he claims they played around with guns. This story has been researched I tell you. All shootings have things in common.
Friday, March 8, 2024
Another Day Another Rejection
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A lot of turmoil in the southern hemisphere. AOC, who hails from Puerto Rico, would have an interesting perspective on this calamity. Jamaica, Mexico, Venezuela and Honduras are all best avoided if you want to live a long healthy life. Guess Gringos are going to have to vacation in Canada. Little colder up there but it isn't nothing a winter coat wouldn't cure. Heard there are polar bears in Churchill. Gangbangers must be more lethal than bears. Until then, Cruise Ships are going to have to be escorted by the Navy. Wow this place is a zoo and the keeper ain't you!
Thursday, March 7, 2024
Another Day Another Rejection
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Philadelphia
Shame. Did you see The City of Brotherly Love had a shooting where multiple guns led to multiple people getting shot? Shootings are piling up as we are only on the forth installment of People Shooter.
Wednesday, March 6, 2024
All My Stories
To be human is to suffer at times. I have put together five stories that embrace this notion. The Bee Killer (PTSD), One Virus One Gift (Class Struggles), The Trip (Awaking) The Last Gargoyle (Reaction of an Idiot Savant) and The Rainbow Flag Allegiance (Sex based scorn). These stories can be found in The Stunned and Seething (Book of Shorts). These stories encapsulate hatred and the reactions to it. Let us consider the ramifications and appreciate an awareness for said struggles.
Monday, March 4, 2024
People Shooter #4
He quit listening and watched them slide Noah into the ambulance. It hurt to have everything end up
like this. Noah shot? Shit happens, but really … Noah? Unreal. Was it all because Noah hated dogs?
Maybe he got bit once or something. He had beaten on Courtney’s dog with a stick. Not like he had to.
It was one of those obnoxious poodles. A little one. What they called a miniature. Truth was Noah was
always thumpin’ on dogs. Maybe he hated ‘em for a reason. But no way this gave Courtney the right to
toss shade on Noah, telling him he reeked and then smearing dog shit on his locker. Tonight she had
something to worry about besides a mutt.
News Center 3
showed up and parked on the street in front of the school. McShuster watched
his favorite news reporter, Robert Macaday, step out and adjust his tie. A girl
was setting up a camera. McShuster would have loved all the excitement in a
prior life, but not tonight; people getting shot changes things.
Everyone knew Noah
could lose it in no time flat. Messing with him was mostly just supposed to be
fun. But no, sometimes a guy reaches his boiling point. Who wants to look
stupid? He made like being stupid was worse than no girlfriend. Everyone knew
it. He picked up a nick name he didn’t know about. Or, at least Noah never let
on about knowing. No-Ah girl for loser Noah.
The reporter waved
and approached the squad. “Our team called the tip in. Shooting was going to …
start during the game. Can I get a few words on record—” The reporter went mum after
making eye contact with McShuster. “Reporters get shot. Is that the only
shooter around here?” He spun and trotted to the van hollering to the camera
lady. She grabbed a mic and raced Robert to the van before they spun off.
“I was on my way
to work and it dawned on me. It’s like ‘I’d shoot up the school in a second,’ but
you think saying that stuff is a big joke. Sometimes a storm blows in and you drenched
because you didn’t see it in time.” McShuster looked at the growing crowd
across the street. “Can we leave—”
“Ten four, three-fourteen.
I have the perp in custody. Is the school cleared?” Officer Tracy asked.
“Can you check see
how Noah’s doing?” McShuster asked. He couldn’t believe it. Noah was his
shooting buddy. Why’d I shoot him? he wondered.
Officer Tracy put
the mic up near her mouth but then lowered it. “You act alone here?”
Friday, March 1, 2024
Eau Claire Lady Book Lovers
Very excited to see the new library. Wonderful town or so I've been told. The Wigwam is where the best hamburger can be had I guess. I'm headed to Eau Claire from the Minneapolis/St Paul Airport. Lets make it memorable. I love book signings. Many thanks to my Agent.
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