Dearest Sister, I tried to write you a Christmas poem, But I failed time and time again, My simple words wouldn’t mush together into a sensible rhyme, Just harmless scrambled letters and thoughts staring back at me, Once again, I tried to write you a Christmas poem, But I failed again, and again, and again, So I went for a swim within my unconscious mind, I dove into clear darkness lured by my sanity slipstreaming a truth, And then ghostly harmony engulfed me to Continue Reading
0, Remember Me
When you share your username and password to check into your online bank account, have you ever noticed a box or oval shape next to the words, Remember Me? I guess the creator wants to provide an easier access for the next time. But, in the end, I think all we each want is to be remembered. Because there might not be a next time. Right? I write these collections of words, knowing that social media allows me to keep tabs on my childhood friends. And the awareness some of my childhood Continue Reading
Share A Voice
Allow her to sing a song you’ve never heard, Singing words with meaning, Her God given gift no longer obscured, As she bravely steps forward from a great forest, She begins to sing a naked truth, After, just after, a baby’s breath after… As if we had been standing together on a sandy shore listening to the constant tides, And from far away, a thunderclap sparks jagged electricity to pierce the nighttime fog, The lightning bolt revealing for Continue Reading
Remember…
I always write something about my former mother-in-law on June 6th. I have a good reason. Seventeen years ago, June 6th, she departed our collective existence into a spirit universe. If you doubt me, simply stop and close your eyes and think about someone or a pet that you loved unconditionally. Give yourself a second or two… wait for it… remember a fragrance? I remember my grandfather Sewell always balled up his paper napkin; I do the same thing. See? It’s Continue Reading
Adapted Screenplay – 5th&Hope
I think art and science are always evolving and changing our perspectives as new things are being discovered every day. (If you question my point I recommend you go do an internet search for CRISPR-Cas 9 or the word, Mulitverse.) If I am always learning something new my brain feeds off the energy - and I think the experiences influence me to seek a happier life. I also think you have to feel pain and joy to fully understand your emotional journey. If you remain numb to the world, or, Continue Reading
Dancing with Covid-19
For over a year, Covid-19 rained over me and all the living beings that populated planet earth. It was like having an invisible specter lording over our collective every waking moment. Being a good citizen, I stayed indoors, washed my hands, and made sure not to touch my face. If I roamed outside, I dutifully wore a mask and avoided crowds of other anxious humanoids. Side bar, you know life has changed forever when you realize you are price and durability shopping Continue Reading
Calla Lillies
I wrote this poem for a friend who was feeling sad, and lonely. Life and work can create stress, and frustration as we all work for our survival. Her favorite flowers are Calla Lillies, so I took that fact and married it with Quantum Entanglement (Google it) and from my brain, voila. If you are missing a friend, family member, I recommend sitting quietly and simply thinking about them, and only them. It’s like magic! NS Continue Reading
My Downtown St Pete ~ Musings
I am fifty-five years old. 55. Double-nickels. I wrote the number; I observed the number, and since then I have been musing about my life’s journey. It’s an odd sensation to accept my body has carried around my mind for 55 revolutions around the heliocentric center, better known as the Sun. When I was a child, I thought that 55 years old equaled near death. “Sucks to be you, dude!” With my mother’s death last December 2nd during her 83rd travel around the Sun, the experience has graced Continue Reading
Saying Goodbye To My Mother
My mother has made her self-guided, one-way journey crossing over the human rainbow bridge. I pray she gazed upward with curiosity at the rainbow’s full-color spectrum as she arrived at tranquility station. If heaven exists in a parallel universe that we cannot see with our naked eyes that’s just over the horizon behind an inviting light, I hope she smiled and felt at home. I hope there are other beings nearby her that she recognizes, she feels, and they welcomed her Continue Reading
Dying Honey Bees – a novel – (a beginning)
I have a new novel roaming about inside my mind, I’ve entitled it, Dying Honey Bees. I wrote the ending, I hate it, but I’m emotionally attached. So, I have a beginning and and ending - I wonder where this journey will take me? Below I’ve shared the opening paragraphs. This is my rough draft before an editor gets all gram-early on my raw manuscript. I added the photo as I have imagined the book cover, the simplistic image tells the story. Dying Honey Bees They say we humans need Continue Reading
A Prayer For Peace
As those that know me best can attest, I have a nasty temper that shields my soft heart. I know I have a poets heart, I’m genuinely all gooey on the inside. I wrote this poem in a prayer form as a meditation. I hope the words convey the sentiment. I pray we can all seek peace over violence. If I give my heart without expectations, I give my heart seeking peace and understanding, If I share kindness without reservation, I share kindness, seeking peace and Continue Reading
Dead Stare – a poem
Let me explain this poem - a friend recommended my next novel might be about mental health issues that have bloomed from the pandemic’s impact and the significant spike in domestic violence and abuse. I noticed this photo from a software I use for a variety of reasons. It’s a subtle photo, but if you examine it closely you’ll note the woman’s unfocused gaze. I’ve seen the same gaze staring back at me in the mirror. PTSD and a raft of other mental issues will emerge once this Continue Reading
The Land & The Sea
His feet rested within the sand’s comfort at the intersection of the land and sea,Alone to search the water’s horizon as the yellow sun descended from his relative view,Soon dark nighttime would come for him within the humidity and late summer warmth,Darkness comforted him, the invisible winds enraptured him,He preferred to remain hidden from the passerby,Unwilling and uninterested in exchanging pleasantries with a stranger as frothy white waves came and went,He was alone again; they had settled Continue Reading
What I Think … I Hope Someday
The photo I shared I snapped with my smartphone many years ago. It captured my deceased King Charles Cavalier, Pink Petunia, gnawing on my ex-wife’s fancy lady shoes and scarves. In my martial journey, I learned a great deal about women’s apparel. The big takeaway being a single word, expensive. So, as you might imagine, at the time, I was angry with Pinky for almost destroying the merchandise. Unfortunately, I have a nasty temper. And I barked down at this Continue Reading
Jen’s Poem
I’m walking in silence, It’s a simple ritual I do, Every morning before the sun wakes up, It’s something that I do, I’m walking in silence, I’ll share with you what I see, It’s a simple thing to take photos from my mobile phone of what’s close by me, So, magically, I can let you see what I see, I’m walking in silence, There are other human and canine shadows nearby me, Moving their bodies through the dense St. Petersburg humidity, I am thankful to live Continue Reading
Black Lives Matter
Several years ago a friend pointed out to me that if you are of African American linage, you don’t have a specific country to point to your heritage; you have a continent. A genetic test off the internet might give you a region, but it’s still quite non-specific. Am I European American? Not likely, I’d say I’m Irish, Scottish or part German American. Do you have any old black and white ancestral photos hidden inside a genealogy book? I am quite aware, thanks to my friend who was ‘black’ Continue Reading
A Shared Anxiety
If the last months have taught me anything, it is that I’m human, and I’m afraid. Where is my life journey taking me? I don’t know anymore. I lack total control; it scares me. I think it is like a singular, exposed raw nerve frayed to the point my root ends like beaten down white threads begging to attach to certainty. I float helplessly, taken by the ocean’s tides and currents. Give me some hope? Please. I’m tired. I don’t want to care about anyone or Continue Reading
Serenity
As the yellow sun gazes through the fading blue-gray clouds, The dark waters smooth and still, A breathless snapshot as the dark night gives way, As a warm serenity hugs me, I accept my place in the new day. NS Continue Reading
I’m Kind Of, A Big Deal
“Have an opening for a single?” I said. The young, dark-haired assistant golf professional separated from me by a square plastic barrier. He wore a greenish healthcare worker mask. The pro shop appeared like every golf pro shop scattered across planet earth with copious glove, golf balls, and hats, shirts emblazoned with the club logo available for a quick sale. Outside the long horizontal windows the green grass course active with golfers driving white battery powered carts Continue Reading
A Conversation
I have decided to write a series of short stories. I have no idea what will follow or what I’ll create. I hope my friends will forgive me for my creative process and that they ‘might’ become sort of like literary characters. (Maybe) Also, I took off the self imposed expletive filter and I’ll let my thoughts roam free without reservation. This one is about a miscommunication between an older man and a younger woman. The dynamic is classic. Think about it, have you ever liked someone even Continue Reading
The Things You Cannot See
Darkness, I’m sitting inside a room without a view, Air-Conditioning, I sense my face being cooled, Breathe, Oxygen fills my lungs through my nose, Exhalation, Carbon dioxide escapes my mouth, Mindfulness, My naked feet feel the warm carpet, Anxiety, Accepting my life’s uncertainties, Discipline, Deciding I control my thoughts, Hope, My faith that things will all work out for the better, Love, A gentle whisper that my life matters, NS Continue Reading
For My March Friend’s Memory
I know what it feels like to be out of your head. It’s that sensation that behind your eyeballs your mind swims within that viscous senescence being stuff. Sorry, I’m not trying to be fancy, but I think that last sentence is accurate. I’m aging during a pandemic and I don’t know what to think. I don’t have precise thoughts like I typically would. Since we are living within an actual nightmare, the other day at the grocery store staring at the buy-one-get-one-free coffee display, I Continue Reading
A Cup Of Black Coffee
As the years, months, and days go by I realize, It’s not about sex, it’s not about the physical act, It’s wasted, It’s trashed to numb it away, It’s about a feeling, an emotion, it abides the actual truth, The truth that you cannot hide from you, We try to kill it, fear it, and throw it away. Be honest to only you, It’s just you talking inside your head, It’s you talking to you, Don’t be afraid of it, Don’t walk away, Get down on your knees and beg for Continue Reading
Early Monday Morning
The best time to write, to tap into my heart happens early in the mornings just before human activity emerges. Darkness pierced by yellow street lamps dissolves into a humid gray as the sounds from flowing rain waters confirms the summer storms had lashed out during REM sleep. It was not within my imagination during a cold nightmare that lightning cracked and thunder shook just beyond my windows. There is a calmness from watching moisture drip from the shadows of swaying oak Continue Reading
A Welsh 5-Mile Bubble
My Welsh friends are living within a 5-mile radius in Wales. Stephen King could not imagine their reality. The government mandated this 5-mile radius to stop Covid-19 from spreading. (I wonder if anyone gets the “Hey nineteen, that’s Retha Franklin”? A Steely Dan reference… any who…) As Madeline Kahn’s character in Blazing Saddles said, “it’s twue, it's twue.” A movie that in our current societal collective climate could never, ever, be produced again. We can no longer poke fun at Continue Reading
I Love My Sister
I’m lucky, I can write out strings of sentences to express my feelings. If this pandemic, riots, protests and social unrest have taught me anything, it is that self-care is hard. I think as a society we seem to just deaden feelings. Kill the pain. As the Polish proverb, “Not my circus, not my monkeys.” Shun the universe, it is easy to not feel. I suspect many have similar feelings living through this bizarre time. Right? I’m lucky. There is this one person on planet earth… she's had Continue Reading
Triggered
I looked up the definition. Triggered. It is a strange experience to read a textbook definition and realize the words on the page define you. As if I were a vapid child blundering into an active wasp’s nest, you have not a clue that those stings, those barbs, leave behind a lifetime of a slow release venom from the oozing puncture wound. The red swelling had instantly expanded in all directions from the center across the soft skin like a lustful nuclear blast. Eventually, Continue Reading
Love You, My Friend
When moved I create free-formed poems. This is a short 1 minute read... I know the last months and days have shot my anxiety level up into deep space. I tend to get a bit mean and nasty which is not helpful. I am gifted at self-sabotage. I thought this morning what if we could all go back in time and be an innocent child? Thus the photo - that is me from about eight years of age. Check out my bowl cut, innocent face and curious eyes… # Love You, My Friend I would open my heart, Continue Reading
I Will Say Her Name
I wrote this for me and for others that understand what tragedy and loss feel like. Which is everybody? Right? Perhaps, I am triggered after talking with a business friend yesterday that experienced the death of two close family members from the current pandemic. Yes, they each had underlying health problems, but the virus pushed them over the edge. In fact, his uncle understood the virus was about to take his life, so he called his daughter, and said goodbye. He died the next day. He Continue Reading
Making Pizza
Before and after photos... I made the dough from scratch. I let it rise. I have bags of dough in the freezer. I chopped up all the veggies that I bought at a grocery store. I used Newman’s Own marinara sauce. I buy it because of the not for profit and philanthropic philosophy.I’ll quote from a song by The Band, “take what you need and leave the rest.” I never buy more than I need. Thank you to farmers, truck drivers, and those endlessly stocking the grocery store shelves. And I hope we all have Continue Reading
Good Judgement
This a photo of the novel, Bobby’s Socks. I rarely write about politics. Why? Perhaps it’s my desire not to offend and the singular idea that in my country we have certain rights. I might not agree with a view you express, but I support your right to express it. “Congress shall make no law respecting an establishment of religion, or prohibiting the free exercise thereof; or abridging the freedom of speech, or of the press; or the right of the people peaceably to assemble, and to Continue Reading
Paper Towels
Paper towels? The grocery store shelves stocked with plentiful paper towels. It was an odd experience since my last sojourn into the grocery store, dutifully wearing my charcoal filtered mask from when the paper product aisle appeared like abandoned metal. The toilet paper section still barren and cold. But brave stocking clerks were getting ahead of customer need. I know it. I feel it. The daily things assumed to be plentiful - no longer, the once ignored clerk, the truck driver, the Continue Reading
Dr. Birx & Random Thoughts
On December 28th, 2020, I hope to turn 55 years of age. I hope.I have hope. The hope I have gives me joy. Several years ago, for a variety of reasons, I took time to self-examine my thinking and my life journey.I’d like to share some of my observations from being self-isolated from humanity. 1. My body is closer to dying than away from my birthdate. It is simple math and benchmarking. I do rituals like eating a healthy diet, stay hydrated, keep my weight managed and exercise daily. I try to keep Continue Reading
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As I’ve Aged…
It’s a frustrating time for everyone. Consider that last word, everyone, as in every person alive on planet earth. I intellectually understand my work-work life hit with the metaphorical pause button. I attempt to scratch out every opportunity. But it’s emotionally scary and I suspect physically a genetic scar. (Look up epigenetics and the potato famine) Since I’m spending A LOT of time alone here in downtown St Petersburg, I’ve been scratching my writin’ and creatin’ itch. I wrote those two Continue Reading
Voice
Voice Perhaps it’s my cynical nature, but during these uncertain times it reminds me why humans take risks.It’s a scary concept to step forward and not know if your flip-flop will find solid metaphorical ground. Ask a girl out? She might say no… A no response being a deeply personal rejection.What? Am I ugly? My point is inclusive, I can only view a life moment with clarity from my own experiences. And I never understood the pursuit narrative. Since I have time to stay-in-place, I think. I Continue Reading
Life. Death. Rebirth.
Life. Death. Rebirth. If you are a practicing Christian, today is a cool day. In my mind, it’s the point to the entire religious exercise because Jesus got back up and started walking amongst humanity. And he was moving about his old hood for quite a while before the text shares his accension. Consider that last sentence. Close your eyes and take yourself to that exact moment. What would you have thought? If you were alive during Jesus’ time, you could have watched the Romans go all Roman Continue Reading
I have something to say…
I have something to say… Have you ever been so powerless you screamed? What I’m expressing is a silent scream. You know the moment… we've all had that life situation that appears like our lives will never recover. A moment in your life when you were so poor, powerless or other that you had only an internal desire to survive. I have. I know what it feels like to put my heart and soul into a business or artistic pursuit and get a - shrugged response or worse. It hurts. It is the moment you Continue Reading
Alone On Palm Sunday
Alone On Palm Sunday I gazed outside my square windows, socially distant from reality, Protective glass dusted with greenish pollen in front of me, I tried not to sneeze; I blinked my eyelids, It scared me to sneeze, I sneezed, But I was alone, no harm, no foul, My mind whispered it was just common allergies, It was pointless to worry; I thought rationally, But my runny nose scared me as I remembered not to touch my face, I wished I had bought another box of facial tissue, but they had been Continue Reading
Foo Dogs
Foo Dogs My maternal grandparents inspired my third novel, 5th&Hope. They were part of The Greatest Generation. In 1926, they met at the corner of 5th Street and Hope Street in downtown Los Angles, California. They married in a small home in Pomona, California, and then graduated from BIOLA - Bible Institute of Los Angeles. If you are curious, remember the “Jesus Saves” signs from pop culture? Those signs went up above the now gone BIOLA building - AFTER my grandparents had left Los Continue Reading
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Fishing for what?
We are living in strange times when President Trump compliments New York Governor Cuomo and California Governor Newsom. I guess it takes a world-wide pandemic that brings us all together. Fishing for Light was really my first novel, not Bobby’s Socks. Written eons ago, I let my imagination run wild and I wondered if someone or a group wanted to take over humanity without firing a single bullet - how would that predicate happen? I had the book published for giggles and never thought the Continue Reading
Hate
Hate Almost every day I ride my bicycle out and about downtown St. Petersburg, Florida. I am lucky to live in a subtropical town with plentiful palm trees, ancient brick streets, many museums and nicknack boutiques. I am within an easy strolling distance to the Tampa Bay waters and from there I can see out into the distance the deep channel barge traffic heading to navigate underneath the Skyway Bridge and cruise on out into the Gulf of Mexico. I enjoy my walks to the grocery store as Continue Reading
Kentucky Home – a poem
Don’t Be Afraid
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Ever wonder about #mycelia and the #fungi world? #Mushrooms are the #fruit from mycelia… a kingdom 10 times larger than plants and animals… What if Satan lurked within the mycelia ? I wondered what #Dante might have thought? What if mycelia was bioengineered to create drugs? https://geni.us/Amanita Continue Reading
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Riding My Bike
Riding My Bike Riding my bike earlier today before the rain and wind came onshore, I sped past a senior adult and I suspect her middle-aged son. A brief few seconds from my day, but the moment resonated in my mind and my heart. I had only glanced at them. It came from her expression and later, my intuition. As I biked up the Pinellas Trail from downtown St. Petersburg, Florida toward Treasure Island it was about seventy degrees Fahrenheit, but it had been her expression that kept Continue Reading
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Dog Tags
Dog TagsWhen I was a boy, I wanted to be a writer. I think I survived my childhood from having a powerful imagination. If you can take your mind into a distant, fictional place, you tend not to worry about what’s happening nearby. Writing novels is a passion. My stories are not happy adventures - they are dark, deep, and full of symbolism. And today, Veterans Day I realize how privileged I am to write about things or express ideas without reservation because many of my friends wore - dog tags. Continue Reading
What does AMANITA mean?
https://www.britannica.com/science/Amanita I was asked where I came up with the novel title, AMANITA. The Britannica link will partly answer the question. Continue Reading
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Well, in celebration for National Red Hair Day - the main character in AMANITA is Artemis Lamb... she’s a red haired medical malpractice investigator and assassin. Yeah, she’s my favorite character... # From Chapter 1 - AMANITA “One day, Artemis was in a work meeting; A new file was being assigned to her. She was unaware that soon she would meet her praetorian minder. And her understanding about the supernatural world was about to transform. “Girl,” Wylie said. He was older, wrinkled Continue Reading
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Childish Dreams
Childish Dreams I dreamed I won the Olympic marathon, After 26 miles, I ran into this big stadium, Man-o-man – I won,Everybody cheered my name, Bright lights, tv cameras aimed at me, I was important, you see, I’m standing on the top stair, I’m sweating like I just got out of a hot shower, Gold Medal dangled down about mid-chest, It felt heavier than I’d have guessed,Then all these people played my country’s fight song… It could Continue Reading
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5 Stars – Book Review
Agree to disagree…
A year ago I did not understand I’d have written another novel. The creative process makes me feel alive. I think often in today’s society we deaden our feelings, and mask our humanity behind emails and blog posts. I wish we could all agree to disagree and still break-bread together. My fifth novel, AMANITA, is set for release on December 15, 2019. The hardback cover is the photo I’ve shared. It’s a strange sensation to look at something you have created. It’s a tough story full Continue Reading
5 Star Review
Rating: 5 out of 5 stars Full Text:I really liked the cover. It is very appealing designed. The writing style is pleasant and very fluently to read. The characters are very well described and look well thought out and consistently interesting. The tension is always present. The descriptions of surroundings, feelings and scenes were also very good. The story is told pleasant and it succeeds from the first pages to dive directly into the story. The storyline as a whole is very coherent and Continue Reading
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Coming soon – Amanita
Coming soon ~ Artemis Lamb is a medical malpractice investigator with a new file for a secretive hospital in Selene, Kentucky. Her clairvoyant abilities help her to see and communicate with newly deceased wandering spirits to solve cases, and figure out who The Company has sent her out to sanction. Artemis is an assassin. But Satan interrupts her process at Most High Cemetery, and she realizes ~ Satan wants something. Continue Reading
Amanita – An Excerpt
Amanita When Artemis Lamb was a young girl, she never battled with her parents before her nine o’clock bedtime. Never. She bathed herself as instructed by her mother with just enough coconut butter soap and foamy lavender shampoo. As the bathroom water vapor dissipated into the heavens, she dried off with a thick white cotton towel. She folded the towel in half with the seams side-down, smoothed out any lumps, and hung it at the center point over a polished nickel rod. She buttoned up her pink, Continue Reading
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Lightning Bolts
She was like standing next to a lightning bolt, If I’d made a move forward, She’d have killed me, But like any innocent child, I wondered what white-hot felt like, And so, her eyes melted me, Blue, Green, Brown or Gray, It’s all the same, It was like being hit by a lightning bolt, And I’ll never be the same. NS Continue Reading
Amanita – Coming Soon…
Amanita - a novel by Nathaniel Sewell From her childhood, redheaded Artemis Lamb has clairvoyant gifts to communicate with the souls lost in limbo. Tasked with a new medical malpractice file for a secretive hospital in Selene, Kentucky, a hospital where the plaintiff lawyer, Jerome Jenkins, swears opioid addict bodies are being artificially kept alive. Caduceus Re sends Artemis out to manage these high volume death cases; she’s their best investigator. But a clandestine organization, Continue Reading
Amanita – Chapter 29
29 “I’ve never seen you let a case get this complicated,” Wylie said. He pointed over at Alan the Moon’s bartender whistling a tune and engaging his bar guests. “What are we having?” Alan asked. He tapped his fingers on the marble bar top. “Welcome, Artemis’ guest.” “I’ll try a Guinness,” Wylie said. He sat on a solid wooden stool next to Artemis. “This your joint?” “It’s a good, quiet spot,” Artemis said. “I rarely get hit on, mostly local crowd.” Alan had turned, he grabbed a branded Guinness Continue Reading
Amanita – Chapter 28
28 “Artemis?” The voice said from Artemis’ smartphone speaker.“Yes,” Artemis said. She sat up on her hotel bed with two pillows stuffed behind her back. “Jerome?”“Yes,” Jerome said. His voice was hesitant. “Been dealing with your request. Your statement, connection to the father has been greatly helpful, and I think well received by the court.”“You don’t sound overly confident?” Artemis said. She held the smartphone closer in front of her mouth.“You’re correct,” Jerome said. He coughed to clear Continue Reading
Amanita – Chapter 27
27 “I’m brilliant, it’s a fact,” Dr. Demetrius said. He glanced over at Artemis as he pulled out a rectangular plastic tray. He shook the tray covered across the top with wobbly mushroom caps. “I guess we all need some self confidence,” Artemis said. “It’s how I manage the humidity, temperature, C02, with just the right environment,” Dr. Demetrius said, proudly. ”Did you know that I can create a structure for human organs.” “Why keep people on life support?” Artemis asked without looking into Continue Reading
Amanita – Chapter 26
26 “They’re brothers,” Artemis said. She gripped the warm coffee mug. “He was wearing a demonic mask, now it makes sense.”“Well now,” Agent Beaky said. He watched a lady at a nearby table stabbing her fork into her bland breakfast. “How on earth did you find this out?”Artemis pondered the situation for several minutes. She thought about the fact Satan had revealed itself to her. And most importantly, a little girl’s life was in danger. She needed to get Agent Beaky’s help.“You’re right,” Artemis Continue Reading
Amanita – Chapter 25
25 Artemis foraged deep into the thick forest. She climbed up the steep mountain sides as the darkness was unmasked by her night vision glasses. Her Glock 9mm holstered to her side. A ballistic knife strapped to her right thigh. Her boots splattered with brown mud. After she finally relocated the tall tree, and the ritualistic sight. She knelt down, and allowed her breathing to slow, and her warm skin to accept the cold air. As she appeared to release steam from her body. And as she expected Continue Reading
Amanita – Chapter 24
24 “You should have hired me, like I told you, too,” Jerome said, angrily. “Or at least another local attorney.”“What can I do now?” Artemis asked. She sat outside the courthouse on a metal park bench. “I thought one of my company firms could handle a simple case.”“Lexington lawyers are not welcome here,” Jerome said. “You should know that, always, always get a local. They know the judges, the staff.”Jerome Jenkins sat down next to her. He stuffed his smartphone into his jacket. They had watched Continue Reading
Amanita – Chapter 23
23 “Tell me about these death cases.” “I’m not sure what you’re asking me,” Dr. Demetrius said, dismissively. “It’s a hospital, people are born, we heal most, but we have to deal, manage if you will, death.” “Yes,” Gene said. His puffy hands typed on his iPad without looking over at Artemis. “We have the EHR’s all in line, up to date, what’s missing in your mind, Ms. Lamb?” “They appear way to clean,” Artemis said. She stared directly at Gene. “What would a plaintiff lawyer Continue Reading
Amanita – Chapter 22
22 “I’m not sure how to say this?” “Dear lady,” Agent Beaky said. He glanced over at Jerome Jenkins. “Best way, just say it.” “I’m curious why I’m even here? Or better, why you two are in my office,” Jerome Jenkins asked. He sat behind his office desk staring over at Artemis and then over at Agent Beaky. “What am I to make of you two?” Artemis sucked in a deep, reflective breath. She held the breath for several heart beats and blew it back out down toward the dark red and blue Persian pattern Continue Reading
Amanita – Chapter 21
21 “What are you really doing?” Artemis asked. Dr. Demetrius stood up from behind the fancy conference room table. He waved over for Gene to remain behind with Loretta.“Have I ever taken you for a tour of my lab?” Dr. Demetrius asked Artemis. “It’s quite remarkable. Even by my standards.”“No,” Artemis said. She glanced over at the despondent Gene and Loretta. “But, I guess I’m about to.”“You sure?” Gene asked. He started to stand up.“You stay, Gene. I’m in charge, after all. Follow me Artemis,” Continue Reading
Amanita – Chapter 20
20 “Is this Ms. Lamb? A Ms. Artemis Lamb?” A voice asked from Artemis’ smartphone speaker. The voice had a heavy southern accent with a slight twangy elongated vibration at the end of the sentence.“Yes,” Artemis said. Her scalp tingled from a dreadful expectation. “Who are you?”“Glad we finally found you, oh heavens me,” the voice said. “I’m Mrs. Thompson with Child Protective Services, here in Kentucky. We received an anonymous inquiry from our hotline, about you.”“Sorry,” Artemis said. She Continue Reading
Amanita – Chapter 19
19 “Where has this child been?” Dr. Langendorpher asked. She took off her rainbow styled eyeglasses, and set the retro frames on her metal desktop. “She’s quite bright, sweet girl, but her bodies a mess, her lungs were inflamed like she was a mushroom farmer.”Artemis sat down on a nearby cushioned side chair.“Like we agreed,” Artemis said. She crossed her legs. “She’s part of a new file, a hospital client? Wylie and I have to manage it, investigate the claim before it goes into a suit, and Continue Reading
Amanita – Chapter 18
18 “You’ve been up there?” Artemis asked. She stared down at the Jenkins Law office’s persian carpet that was made from beautiful workmanship. It was stretched out over a thick padding that also absorbed sound. “Been near that tree, those mushrooms?”Jerome Jenkins tapped his long left forefinger over his lips. His office chair calmly shifted side to side.“Yes,” Jerome said. “It’s a rather brutal group, I try to avoid the area these days.”Artemis studied Attorney Jenkins’ pale blue eyes, the Continue Reading
Amanita – Chapter 17
17 “Ms. Lamb?”“Yes,” Artemis said into her smartphone. She placed the phone on her nightstand, using the speakerphone function. She wiped away morning haze from her eyes. “I can hear you.”“This is Dr. Langendorpher,” she said. “Only reason we are talking is Wylie, understand?”“Of course,” Artemis said. She coughed. She picked up the smartphone after plugging in her earpiece. “I have you off speakerphone, sorry, I just woke from a nap, rough night, working a bit late.”“Try pulling an ER Continue Reading
Amanita – Chapter 16
16 “I don’t think so, better, I know so- not goin’ to happen…“ “It’s of utmost importance, if you please sir,” Agent Beaky said. He leaned forward across the grocery store counter over toward Virgil. He was wearing mountain hiking clothes, with modern light weight boots. “Again, if you please?” “I ain’t goin’ up there,” Virgil said. He wiped his mouth with the back of his thick, hairy hand. “It’s dangerous, take a two handle just to build up the nerve.” “Pardon?” Agent Beaky Continue Reading
Amanita – Chapter 15
15 Artemis stood before Selene’s circular cemetery, where she observed the forbidding iron gates that were slowly rusting into oblivion. She searched past the bars for demonic spirits, or any other sign that Satan was nearby. But it appeared calm, still, covered within a grayish milky sub-layer. High above in an ancient oak tree a raven was perched, it watched Artemis like a sentinel from beyond. Across the cemetery near the back gates she saw an undead young girl standing next to a granite Continue Reading
Amanita – Chapter 14
14 “Me lady, a word?” “What are you now Satan?” Artemis said. Artemis examined the sharp featured middle-aged man. He had active pale blue eyes, and thinning dishwater blond hair. She started to walk away knowing it would follow. “Not sure the FBI has been described as Satan?” “Sorry, force of habit,” Artemis said. She stopped walking and turned toward the man who stood in front of an abandoned pharmacy building made from ancient red bricks. “FBI? You sound like a Brit.” “I’m Continue Reading
Amanita – Chapter 13
13 It was his eyes, Artemis thought. His dark eyes penetrated, probed over at her, as if she was locked into two laser points from an assassin’s high powered weapon. “Am I younger than you expected?” Artemis hesitated, she looked across the conference table over at Gene Haskell. He looked hungover, and he almost foamed at the mouth. She then stared directly at Dr. Demetrius. “Yes,” Artemis said. “But I knew that, you’re well trained, curious what attracted you to this hospital, Continue Reading
Amanita – Chapter 12
12 “He offered how much?” “Twenty million, not much from the captive tower, but he knows we’ll pass on that amount,” Artemis said. She sat across from Wylie in his office. “But, I think he might get it, if he gets us into a courtroom up there, locals stick together. Maybe a lot more…” “Not sure I agree, assuming we can get that far, likely move to change of venue,” Wylie said. He sucked in a deep drag of air from his former smoker’s mouth. “If they can prove no intent to harm, it’s a Continue Reading
Amanita – Chapter 11
11 “Laina,” Artemis said as she dried her red hair with a cotton towel. “I need to go back home, report in, do you have other family where I can take you?” Laina sat on the edge of the hotel bed watching a cartoon cast from the hotel flat screen television. “Can I stay here?” Laina asked. She searched Artemis’s eyes from within a needy void. She stopped and slumped acceptance. “I can go back, I’m a big girl.” “Let me think,” Artemis said. She thought Laina’s gaze brought back Continue Reading
Amanita – Chapter 10
10 “We are efficient with our payment models,” Loraine said. “It’s all about understanding the government codes.” “Artemis, you have to understand, we have developed a unique platform that truly combs through the data to enhance our value-based scoring,” Gene said. His eyes appeared as if he’d self-congratulated himself. “It’s our company edict, we provide quality patient centric care, at the right place, at the right time. But, we have to get paid for our efforts.” “I understand, but Continue Reading
Amanita – Chapter 9
9 “My momma’s dead-“ “No, Laina, you don’t know that,” Artemis said. Laina curiously stared at Artemis. She was scrunched under the bed sheets, her head pushed into a pillow, her tangled hair shrouded her eyes. “Let’s hope for the best, stay positive.” Laina shook her head with certainty. She was sniffy. “The nurses say their keeping her alive for a few more days,” Laina said. “I heard them talking.” Artemis sat down on the cushioned chair near the hotel room windows. Curious Continue Reading
Amanita – Chapter 8
8 Artemis sat across from Laina behind a table at a all night diner that had only recently banned smoking. She had draped Laina with her winter coat. Laina would not look at the menu, she sat back and looked around the busy restaurant. She watched other nearby restaurant guests eating and drinking. “You can have anything on the menu,” Artemis said. “I’ve got this, don’t worry.” Laina looked down at the menu, but she appeared lost. She squinted her eyes. Artemis realized Laina could Continue Reading
Amanita – Chapter 7
7 “Can I help you?” “Yes,” Artemis said. She strode up to the hospitals information counter. An older lady sat behind and smiled up at Artemis. “I need a visitors pass, I work with the risk management department, they said I should come over here for a pass, you know, log me in?” The lady shook her head in agreement, she reached forward. “Honey, I need to see you driver’s license-“ Artemis handed it forward, and she turned to look around the busy lobby searching for a child Continue Reading
Don’t Think that I have forgotten the day, 6.6.2004
Don’t think that I have forgotten, I wonder where time goes to hide? Pause… Reflect… It does not hide, The truth constantly stares back us from the other side, Each life slips through a bespoke portal, Winter, Spring, Summer and Fall, As if a wishing well yearns for worthless pennies, A monarch butterfly’s ripple spreads from the center, Basking from the mortals hopes and dreams, Wondering if life might be heaven sent, Pause… Reflect… …zero …zero From a penny flip, But regrets and Continue Reading
Amanita – Chapter 6
6 Artemis discovered an address for Laina Lynn’s mother, Ruth Lynn. It was not difficult to determine after a basic internet search. She drove her rental truck into the dense Appalachian forest along narrow, winding blacktopped roads. She dodged several hulking coal trucks, drove past the shaved mountain sides, and then proceeded to got lost in the wilderness. As Artemis drove along, she found a local gas station next to a single story grocery store. She parked her truck in front of the Continue Reading
Amanita – Chapter 5
5 “You likely think I’m some hayseed lawyer-” “No, I know you’re well educated, I know your background,” Artemis said. She sat across from the plaintiff lawyer, Jerome Jenkins. His law office was within easy walking distance from the hospitals front doors. It had taken Artemis’ assistant several days to set up the meeting. “Friends call you, J Square? You’re a busy man.” “Yeah, it’s my nickname, grew up here, high school basketball star, helped get me educated,” Jerome said. He was tall, Continue Reading
Amanita – Chapter 4
4 “This file just smells,” Artemis said. She paced in front Wylie’s desk. “Wylie, you’re right, this might get expensive.” “What’s it like?” Wylie asked. He crinkled his face and wiped his nose. “You know the people.” “Like I went back in time, town stinks like sulfur from burning coal, you know, I wonder if they have actual clouds in the sky, or it’s just smoke clouds,” Artemis said. She shrugged as she kept pacing back and forth. “The hospital creeps me out, I had to come back home, to Continue Reading
Amanita – Chapter 3
3 Artemis hooked the laminated Do Not Disturb sign on her hotel room’s front door knob. Still fully clothed, she flopped backwards onto the queen sized bed, she rolled the comforter around her into a warm cocoon, and then tried to sleep. But her dreams were invaded by Satan, and by her memories of Benjamin. And the moment he died in her arms as lethal bullets rained past like a metallic sandstorm. She wrestled with the specters in her mind until almost dawn. She got up. She took a hot Continue Reading
Amanita – Chapter 2
Below is Chapter 2 for - Amanita. This is when the main character, Artemis Lamb, gets to meet her earthly minder. … I’ll be curious as to the reaction, let me know? # Amanita Chapter 2 (remember, unedited… ) Artemis stared out her hotel room’s smoked glass window located within downtown Selene, Kentucky. She searched below for any wandering spirits. The dark city streets were still, and calm. It appeared like any normal American town washed in pale light from a line of faux antiqued Continue Reading
Amanita – my current novel
Below is the unedited, Chapter 1... Amanita. The basic themes come from my medical malpractice insurance experiences, population health, and as typical with me, the supernatural world. The main character is named, Artemis Lamb. She’s a rather feisty redhead sent out to investigate a claim on behalf of her medical malpractice reinsurance carrier at a suspicious hospital in the small Kentucky town known as, Selene. Below are the first 10 pages ... let me know Continue Reading
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Childish Dreams
April is National Child Abuse Prevention Month. In that spirit, I thought I’d share a poem. It’s about a 2 minute read… In truth, poetry was my gateway drug to writing novels. This poem is essentially about a young girl. She lived within a fantasy world to escape reality. Her reality was a nightmare. Her dreams allow her to survive, and to have hope. I hope you like it. # Childish Dreams I dreamed I won the Olympic marathon, After 26 miles, I ran into this big Continue Reading
Amazon.com Giveaway – Bobby’s Socks
April is #National Child Abuse Prevention Month - and I’ve set up another Amazon.com Giveaway for Bobby’s Socks. Cut & Paste the link into your browser: See this #AmazonGiveaway for: Bobby's Socks (Kindle Edition). NoPurchNec: https://giveaway.amazon.com/p/98f6f80f49678b82?ref_=tsm_4_tw_h_dashboard&i=twh Continue Reading
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SO, I was trying to advertise my first novel, Bobby’s Socks - on Amazon.com. As you will read below, the ad was rejected. Simply read the ad - is it porn? Of note, I’m willing to spend my money - not a big publishers money - my money. Because I believe in the cause… the story is not dirty, it’s not pornographic. It’s reality. BUT, Fifty Shades of Grey - no problem - sell that book all day long. By the way, the character Mr. Grey ends up being a child sexual abuse victim … I Continue Reading
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A Year Inside the Moon
At fifty-something, Rob has reached a twilit crossroads. A recent divorcee, he’s fled Houston to settle in St. Petersburg, Florida. Now, peering up at the mockingbird singing in a banyan tree, he wonders whether he could have done things differently. Across the road, The Moon looms. Week after week, as autumn fades into winter into spring, Rob finds himself sat at the cosy bar, watching locals and out-of-towners drift in and out, their spectral lives affording Continue Reading
A Year Inside the Moon – An Excerpt
I thought it would be interesting to share the below excerpt from A Year Inside the Moon. I think this section from the second chapter sets the tone for the story. # Those Crazy Girls It was just past cocktail hour midweek in late September as the sun’s reflections blanketed St. Petersburg in a temporary warm, auburn haze. Hugged by a calming breeze, I walked alone under laurel oaks and coconut palm trees. I strolled past a large hotel construction project and then down the street Continue Reading
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