Saturday, December 31, 2011

New Years Eve.

The house is quite and it is just getting light in the east. Today is New Years Eve and I think that I am supposed to write something profound. Well nothing profound is trying to get out and find it's way on to the screen. So instead of profound let's try this.
It was 18 years ago tonight that I met the woman I have been married to since 1997. I never drive on New Years Eve or if possible New Years Day. Just too many accidents waiting to happen out there. I happened into a little out of the way bar near the truck stop to have a beer for the New Year. As the saying goes the rest is history.
At the moment I am working on a continuation of the "Shade" story from Rambling and doing some research for a story that will bring back the characters from Christmas on the Mesa only this one deals with a very real program in New Mexico that helps veterans who need it. A good deal of the money will be going to that charity when it comes in. I wrote about it earlier this year. The inside of a man, the outside of a horse.
Well that about does it for 2011. I hope all of you have a wonderful and prosperous New Year.

Wednesday, December 21, 2011

Christmas 2011

Not really sure what to write this year. Everyone has their own ideas about Christmas. I know that this year will be different for my wife and I. We will be in a cabin that is far from finished but cozy and warm against the weather. It will be a simple affair and dinner will be shared with my brother-in-law and his wife. This will be the beginning of a plan for the future. Hopefully the end result will be the land paid off and a new house where the one we were living in now stands. The cabin will then be our guest house where friends and family can stay when they come to visit. Somewhere in all of this will be an office where I can get away to write or just work on the computer. Together my wife and I are starting on a journey that hopefully will allow me the chance to stay home with her. Having the land is a dream that I never thought could happen to me. It is all thanks to my wife that I have the things I do, and that I took the chance to get my first work published. She deserves the home that we are working towards and to have a husband who is there more than once in a great while. That is the real gift I would love to give her. I will always be something of a vagabond, but I think she has earned my being there for her as she has always been there for me.
I hope that each and everyone of you who reads this has a wonderful and blessed holiday.
Merry Christmas everyone.

Saturday, December 10, 2011


This is the season of giving, or so they tell us. Well I have to say that I received a wonderful gift this week. It took some time to do, but it didn't cost the giver a dime, just some energy. After an exhilarating week of watching his book Hunter climb into the top ten selling books on Kindle, Robert Bidinotto took the time to write an outstanding review of my book Rambling. It seems that Robert is one of the rising stars in the independent author business, so it is nice that he would take the time to help other authors try to scale the ladder to success. Some gifts are worth more than money and this is one of those. You can see the review on Robert's web page. So drop by and give it a read, then maybe you can enjoy both books, Robert's and mine.

Remember it is not the birth of the Child that is important, it is the sacrifice of the Man that makes the difference.

Saturday, December 3, 2011

Trying to repay a debt.

Twenty-five years ago this month I incurred a debt. It is for twenty dollars. It was the result of an act of generosity from a complete stranger. Let me share the story and hope that it helps in some small way to repay this kindness. Once before I told the story in a round about manner in the book A Tree for America now, I want to just tell the story as it happened in December of 1986.

Unable to find a job in Denver my wife at the time and I decided to accept the offer her sister and brother-in-law had extended to us. They would help us move to the Seattle area since the economy there was growing. We made the arrangements to store what we couldn't fit into the car we had at the time, a 1977 Malibu. With the help of a friend we replaced a faulty starter before packing the car with my wife two daughters, two cats and a full grown Alaskan Malamute. All went well until the car died alongside the Interstate just west of Baker Oregon. There was a storm coming in and it was very cold. A Department of Highways snow plow stopped to check on us. Not being really mechanically inclined I had NO idea what was wrong, and the cash was getting very low. Above my protestations he radioed in a asked for a tow truck. There wasn't any getting around it the car had to be towed. The truck arrived and hooked onto us then took us to a little town just south of the highway where the driver had a shop. Putting the car on the lift he found that the starter had come loose and within a few minutes he had us ready to go. My mouth went dry when I asked him how much we owed him. I almost passed out with relief when he told me, twenty bucks. I thanked him and explained that we were on our way to Seattle looking for work. That was when he told me to pay him after I got a job. Later on when my wife and her sister went back to Denver to get the rest of our belongings she was supposed to stop and pay him. She didn't and I have always felt bad about it. I have been by there a million times but always in a semi so I couldn't just go looking for this guy to pay him. I hope in some small way this will help repay that kindness.