Saturday, September 12, 2020

Sunday, July 12, 2020

New Faceboook page

   Despite anything I've said,  check out my FB writer's page.  I figure it couldn't hurt.  After all, I'm just a shameless whore.

Tuesday, June 23, 2020

Saturday, June 20, 2020

Saturday, May 30, 2020

Decide for yourself

"Great short read action-adventure Western that I thoroughly enjoyed. Highly recommend!" You can read Mission to Mexico for free today and see what you think.  

From the author of "Grandpa Wore A Six-Gun!" Ride With Martin Carter as he helps the American Government free a political prisoner from Mexican jail. Experience the heat, thirst, dangers, and grit of the Mexican desert as this western tale unfolds.

Thursday, May 21, 2020

Who knew?

I have other books, but this is the one that still sells-- Have a rollicking good time in the Old West with this coming of age Western and experience bordello life, train robberies, and living on the lam with Charlie Hobbs.

Monday, May 11, 2020

Treasure of the Ant People

• Is it a western? Is it fantasy? Science fiction? One thing's for sure, Treasure of the Ant People is a genre-bending mash-up that follows the story of Charlie Hobbs, the protagonist of Grandpa Wore a Six-Gun, as he searches for Pancho Villa's hidden treasure. …

Sunday, May 3, 2020

The Charlie Hobbs saga continues

• The Forest Gump of the West is at it again! This time Charlie Hobbs rubs shoulders with John Wayne, Wyatt Earp, and Butch Cassidy while falling back into a life of crime and wrestles with affairs of the heart. … …

Saturday, May 2, 2020

New idea I'm working on

Still sort of vague but three ideas are concrete--windmills, portals, and aliens.

Thursday, April 23, 2020

The genre is your call

• Is it a western? Is it fantasy? Science fiction? One thing's for sure, Treasure of the Ant People is a genre-bending mash-up that follows the story of Charlie Hobbs, the protagonist of Grandpa Wore a Six-Gun as he is captured by underground dwellers while looking for Ponch Villa's hidden treasure.

Tuesday, April 21, 2020

A three hour tour?

Remember--perspective is everything. Gilligan's Island is just a version of Lord of the Flies.

Sunday, April 19, 2020

keep this going with one more free day

Let's keep this going! I'm offering my Martin Carter story, Mission to Mexico, at no charge. In this Western story, Carter helps the American Government free a political prisoner from Mexican jail. … … … … FREE!

Stay home and stay healthy!

Saturday, April 18, 2020

A freebie because we're staying home

Get my short story Mission to Mexico for free this weekend since we're all stuck inside.   In this story, Carter helps the American Government free a political prisoner from Mexican jail.  Here's the link to get there. 

Saturday, March 21, 2020

Free this weekend

Since there's not a lot to do this weekend, enjoy the first of my Charlie Hobbs series for FREE and find out how it all begins. In a rollicking combination of “Catcher in the Rye” and “Little Big Man,” Ride with Charlie Hobbs as he leaves the farm, finds himself in bordellos, saloons, stage robberies, and more!
Don't forget it's FREE!

Sunday, March 15, 2020

Woke up this morning with good news from Kindle. My latest, Once Upon a Time With Grandpa is now available in paperback.  

Saturday, March 14, 2020

Your chance to get Once Upon a Time With Grandpa

Can John Wayne, Wyatt Earp, and Butch Cassidy be in the same story? It can happen in Once Upon a Time With Grandpa.

Tuesday, March 10, 2020

Once upon a time



Sunday, March 8, 2020

Top of the world, Ma! (and a free link to boot)

I guess being Number One in anything is an accomplishment.  I have the No. 1  FREE   45 minute read on Kindle this weekend.   It's a story I wrote a while back called Left-Handed Gringo.  It starts out as a revenge tale but ends with a nice twist.  Here's a link .

Saturday, March 7, 2020

Is Social Media write for me?


People often wonder if Social Media will help their writing.  What does that mean?  Making a quick post on Facebook probably won't do much to improve your writing.  However, a format that limits your wordiness may be of benefit.  Instead of saying someone was really mad, you can trim it up by saying they were enraged. Yeah, it's only one word, but you get the idea.

Others use Social Media as a method of promoting their writing.  Can this be done?  Is it right for you?  If you're self-published, you may employ Social-Media to hawk your talent.  However, be wary NOT to fall into the trap of "hanging out" with other writers instead of readers.  Writing groups are fine and you may even find tips to improve your writing.  However, it's imperative that you make progress into something besides being just a paper tiger.  Promotional groups or reading groups are what you need.  Otherwise, you may end up getting dozens of "likes" on a post but not making any sales.

Tuesday, March 3, 2020

Sunday, March 1, 2020

Write for the Open Notebook

The Open Notebook is a “non-profit organization that provides tools and resources to help science, environmental, and health journalists at all experience levels sharpen their skills.” They welcome pitches for brief guides, story-behind-the-story interviews, and reported features. They pay $500 for brief guides (750 words), $750 for interviews (1,500 words), and $1,000 for reported features (1,500 words). For details, read their submission guidelines.

Friday, February 28, 2020

Page Publishing? HA!

It appears ads for Page Publishing are making the rounds these days.  DON'T DO IT!  There are a LOT of reasons, but the big question I have is DO YOU HAVE $3,200 DOLLARS TO SPEND ON YOUR BOOK?  They've only been around about six years, but have published 400 books.  That's one helluva lot of dead trees!  How many LEGITIMATE publishers put out that many books?

Friday, February 21, 2020

New Inspiration

Not sure if it's a book or short story, but working on SOMETHING called "Bloody Tomahawk."

Saturday, February 8, 2020

I'm freaking out with photomanipulation.  Time for some new book covers!

Friday, February 7, 2020

An excerpt from Once Upon a Time With Grandpa.  

    John’s house, a two-story Spanish style dwelling, stood at the end of the lane and had a well-trimmed lawn with a few cars parked all around. 
     “Looks like we’re some of the first ones here,” Charlie observed.
     “Winstead said it was supposed to be a small gathering,” Jobie replied as they left the vehicle.
     An Asian butler answered the door and led the men to a room directly to the left of the entrance where everyone was gathering.  Aside from a few guests, the room contained a pump organ and radio, as well as a writing desk and several photographs. 
     With his pipe in one hand and a drink in the other, Winstead spied the journalists as soon as they entered the room.  “Ah,” Winstead smiled.  “Charlie and Jobie.  Come and meet John.”
     After introducing the quiet man with thick glasses, Winstead said, “John here, is a pretty big director these days.  In fact, we were just discussing my latest screenplay.”
     Standing with his hands in his pockets, the director said, “Not a bad idea, Phin. Unfortunately, I’m trying to lie low before taking on any new projects.  The studios are all talking about putting sound in their movies, and I want to see how it goes.” 
     Nodding, Winstead countered, “I hear some studios are filming two versions of their movies.”
     John  answered, “Seems like a lot of extra work.”  Looking directly at Jobie, he said, “What do you gentlemen think?”
     “Charlie here was just at the movies a couple weeks ago,” Jobie said.  ‘He’ll have a better idea than I do.”
     Charlie thought a moment before answering, “Glad I can read.”
     “Excellent point,” John chuckled.
     “Besides,” Charlie continued.  “I’ve always wondered what Tom Mix sounded like.”
     Smiling, John answered, “You may not want to know what some of the stars sound like.”
     Everyone laughed until Winstead interjected, “I’m going to have to steal these two away. They’re not really here to talk to us.”
     “They’re here to see Wyatt Earp.”
     “Wyatt?” John repeated.  Motioning across the room, he said, “He’s over there getting his ear chewed off by that Duke kid.”
     “You’ll have to excuse us then.”
     John said, “I understand.  I can’t compete with history.”
     As Winstead led Charlie and Jobie across the room, the tall, dark-haired  Duke nodded to Wyatt Earp.  “We’ll talk about it later,” he said and departed.
     Finally, Jobie was face to face with the man who had more wild west stories than Charlie.  On the other hand, Jobie was disappointed that the object of his admiration was graying, but his eyes were still steely-blue and looked to be prepared for gun-play.  Earp’s floppy mustache was long gone and replaced by a more stylish lip warmer.
     “Phin, old boy,” Earp called as he saw the trio. 
     Winstead greeted, “Wyatt, if you’re not a sight for sore eyes!”
     “It’s been a while,” Earp replied.  “Who are your friends here?”
     Earp had barely extended his had before Jobie grabbed it and began pumping.   “I’m Jobie Marsh.  I’ve read all about you.”
      Rolling his eyes, Charlie shook his head.
     “And this is Charlie Hobbs,” Winstead continued.
     Shaking Earp’s hand, Charlie muttered, “I don’t know how to read.”
     Earp replied, “There’s a lot of sheep dip about me anyway.”
     Winstead added, “These two are journalists from Harper’s.”
     “That so?” Earp replied.
     “Relax,” Charlie stated.  “We’re here tonight as civilians.”
     Winstead pointed out, “Charlie, here, has a few western tales of his own.”
     “Maybe so, ”Charlie admitted.    “It was more like one big story if you ask me.”
     “Life is like that,” Earp agreed.  “Everything is the result of something before it and how you handle it.”
     Winstead observed, “That’s philosophical.”
     “Sort of like hurry up and take your time?” Jobie asked.
     “I forget exactly what I said,” Earp guffawed before excusing himself.
     Glancing at his watch, Winstead asked, “So, what do you fellas think?  I said you’d meet him, and it’s only a little after nine o’clock.”
     “He’s no Tom Mix,” Charlie observed.
     “Yeah, but he’s the real McCoy,” Winstead countered.

Thursday, January 23, 2020

Post No. 1 (read it and weep)

Somehow, it seems fitting that I'm distantly related to both Butch Cassidy as well as Wyatt Earp.  Why?  Well, as a Western writer, it helps.

However, I didn't know about this.  Growing up in West Virginia, you're seldom related to anyone cool unless it's the Hatfields and McCoys.  I have a cousin who is into genealogy and she checked out our lineage.  Rather than bore you with details, let's just say it's DISTANT.  On the other hand, maybe I can finagle free admission in Old Tombstone!

Back to the Western writer thing--