Measure of Character

It would seem the best judge of character is found in disagreements. If someone gets totally off base, do they land in the Name Calling Zone or raise their voices? Who needs a lie detector? Walk away from entrenched thinking. Enough said?  

Hungry Lawyers

Be safe out there today. Remember there is a crowd of lawyers out there who want your last dime. Don't believe me . . . look at Elon Mucks bill for legal work on his behave.

Big Sky Country

Today is all about Hot Springs and the Bookstore Trail. Looking forward to it.

Sample #1

                                                               The Last Gargoyle

—Friedrich Nietzsche “Art is the proper task of life.”

 

Happiest larks in the meadow are the idiots. Look at one of ’em sometime and tell me I ain’t spot on. I know … I know, I’m not supposed to think it, but that don’t make it any less truthful. If somebody go and call you a moron how that make you feel? The whole ‘created equal’ deal didn’t take into account the fact some got blessed with big brains and some hardly have the sense God gave a goose. I’m not all bad. I usually don’t pick on the less fortunate just because I can. No. I’m all about challenges is all there is to it. I live in a free country and choose to befriend fellas who can maintain their end of a conversation. So I’m the first one to admit I got ugly when a nitwit somehow figured he good enough to befriend me.

I didn’t see it coming ’til it was too late. The janitor wiped his nose on my sleeve. Not acceptable in my world. Oh, nobody seen him do it, but they sure heard me. I called him a thing or two. I just so happen to pack a thing called a temper, not that that’s an excuse or anything. Boy, let me tell you I felt like I got it all wrong in no time flat. It was like everyone thought I should be kind and understanding and not defend myself at all. Well, I stared down the simpleton, realizing I couldn’t hate him anymore even if I tried really hard. He was grinning, but not over anything he’d just did. Grinning seemed to be his preferred manner. The whole thing just bugged me enough to not go to class. I mean I’m not going to sit in class watching snot dry on my sleeve. I got pointed in the direction of my van, but flopped down on the first bench I passed. I sat tight, visualizing the act of vengeance that went from a slap to mowing down nitwits with my van. The pint of vodka came in handy. It helped fuel thoughts of what I’d do to equal the score. Before I got going again, I had decided I would avenge this great wrong. How this was to be done I did not know.

One Story

I'm asked over and over again which of the stories I wrote that I like the best. Many variables go into crafting a story. At least for me. So I truly pen point an absurdity in the world we share and I hammer on it. 'The Last Gargoyle' regards differences in values, compounded by drinking, that ends in an explosive ending. It is an all to true work though it is in fact 'Realistic Fiction'. Enjoy.

Europe

Guess I'm about to jump the creek. Looking forward to hanging out with readers in Germany-Austria-Italy and Spain. Start thinking about the questions now. First question is usually which story I wrote that I like the best. Also, am excited about hanging with some of Europe's best.

True is Stranger than Fiction

 And so it is, all my stories regard suffering and the smash up of this thing referred to as the human experience. Sad but true. Look and wonder. Is this necessary?

John Grisham 'Framed' Curt Rude 'Brand of Justice'

What do these books have in common? False Arrest-Prosecutor Misconduct-Wrongful Convictions. There you go. Read and be safe.

Hunting

Looks like I'm headed to Superior for some agate hunting and a book signing. Hit me up if you want a presentation between said city and, say, Eau Claire. By the way, William Kent Krueger had more used books for sale than yours truly. Perhaps it has something to do with his selling millions vs my sale in the neighborhood of a hundred thousand!