It should have been BILL OBERST JR. and then THE GOODALL MARAUDERS, but we hit a snag. THE GOODALL MARAUDERS appeared first. Then early last evening I got the notice that Emmy award-winning actor BILL OBERST JR.’s narration of my walking macadamia horror stories ILL MET BY MOONLIGHT has gone live on Audible. You really don’t want to miss this. Believe me, you don’t.

ILL MET BY MOONLIGHT is more funny than anything else (not counting quirky, and maybe macabre), and nobody could have done a better job on it than Bill. Although it is a horror collection about walking macadamia trees, I laughed myself silly. Couldn’t believe I’d written these hilarious stories. Couldn’t believe what this marvelous actor had done with them. He doesn’t just read them, he becomes them.

And the other news,

THE GOODALL MARAUDERS. I can’t stop humming, and sometimes singing the drunken sailor song.

What do you do with a drunken sailor? What do you do with a drunken sailor? What do you do with a drunken sailor, early in the morning?

Weigh heigh and up she rises. Weigh heigh and up she rises. Weigh heigh and up she rises, early in the morning.

Trust me. The above has a lot to do with my story, the third of the Goodall Mutiny series. Sends chills down my spine. Hey, the book went live a couple of days ago. My latest book is always my best book. I outdid myself with this story. The cover is by Streetlight Graphics.



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WHAT I READ THIS WEEK:  Midnight Crossroad by Charlaine Harris, The Resistance by Kristine Kathryn Rusch, Delicious by Sherry Thomas.

A poem

A poem.

Titled: Poem number Two.

Can I make a rhyme? Write a poem. Compose a song on paper that sings?

May I take the time? Light a fire under my butt (couldn’t think of a word that marches with poem at its side like a brother.) Repose from work and soar with ringing words?

Mine. Time is all I have. Read and write. Read and write. Better than watch and sleep. Watch and learn. Think and play. How come I can’t come up with more than four-letter words in scrabble?

Babble. A word a day keeps people at bay. Look at your short word poem here.

Pyanfar crying out for play. Py An Far. Space captain. Swaggering female.

Staggering with fumes. Drunk on neglect. See if I can make one sentence soar.

Here it comes.

Silver feline collapses in worshipful love between my feet, tripping me up in my own place, all that I will ever have is here in her magical eyes. Plus I have the books.

Here is Pyanfar.  

Coming soon: a fantastic narration of ILL MET BY MOONLIGHT by Emmy Award winning actor Bill Oberst Jr. (In about two weeks).

WHAT I READ THIS WEEK:  ARROYO by Gretchen Rix. THE RIVAL by Kristine Kathryn Rusch.

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More procrastination praise

Again, major and minor procrastination saves the day. My book is much better for it, not to mention different from what it would have been if I’d continued to write linearly.

It’s like taking a soothing bath and suddenly realizing who the murderer is in the book you’re writing. Something clicks on in your brain when you’re not looking.

I am in stage 2 of editing right now. One-third of the book to do. Then going into phase 3 editing. What fun! (Actually, for this book it is). 



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WHAT I READ THIS WEEK: Hill Country Greed by Patrick Kelly. His at Night by Sherry Thomas. Not Quite a Husband by Sherry Thomas. His Mysterious Lady by G.G. Vandagriff.