Bob had no idea what town this was that they stopped in front of a building whose lights and neon flashed and buzzed like a swarm of bees. He looked at the site, staring at it, willing it to disappear as snow fell steadily. The sign showing “Treasure Island Resort and Casino” appeared like a siren call.
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Warped
Bob saw the images flashing through his eyes into his brain. Waves of nausea moved from his stomach and into his throat, gagging noises emitting from his mouth. The car he rode in seemingly floated on a black ribbon, headlight beams navigating between flashing white lines and a long snake-like line ran endlessly on his right.
Bob
My loyal readers today I’m treating you to a story told to me from my son in law. It is said that truth sometimes is stranger than fiction. This event is one for the ages. His name isn’t nearly as important, thus I named him Bob to protect his privacy.
My Writing for This Week
My next project which starts a new series is a Cowboy western with a lead character called Nate Turner. As many people don’t realize, African American cowboys were more popular than first thought. Hollywood of course didn’t want to portray a black man as anything but a train porter or hotel baggage handler.
Happy Publishing Day
Today Austin Macauley has made today publication day for my newly released book I Albert Peabody. As you my loyal readers are aware I have been working on this project for the better part of two years now. I am hopeful it will succeed.
A New Beginning
Sunday morning my step daughter gave birth to Ethan James Viscario. He quite literally is a miracle.
I truly think he looks like his father.
Happy Publishing Day
Today Austin Macauley has made today publication day for my newly released book I Albert Peabody. As you my loyal readers are aware I have been working on this project for the better part of two years now.
I Albert Peabody
I have excellent news to share. My next book, I Albert Peabody is now scheduled for release in May 26, 2023. As the back cover states.
Boomer Ang: Part 7
“What is he doing here?” Julio Rodrigues demanded as Chief led me into the in-tar-o- gation room. It appeared like the other rooms with a table and chairs with one handcuff tightened over Julio Rodrigues’ good hand. His other hand, the one I bit and crushed, is all bandaged up.
Boomer Ang: Part 6
The door was already opened and I sniffed. I recognized many different odors but they all were unfamiliar to what I remembered, and then I smelled the body. It smells somewhat familiar but from where?
Jerry Schellhammer 