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Newsletter 9/1/23

The Rejected Ones & Damn Ernie

Two books have been released. Well, sort of. The Rejected ones is fully available on Amazon and Kindle. As of the time I'm writing this, I'm still having trouble publishing the paperback version of Damn Ernie, but the Kindle version and the Audible version are both live. Below are the summaries for both books. The Rejected Ones. Over the course of my decade-long writing career, I've crafted numerous tales that failed to find a home within the finicky short story market. However, that doesn't mean these gems are without merit. Sometimes a particular trend or style simply passes me by. In fact, I've rounded up ten intriguing tales that never quite fit in elsewhere - and they all make up a peculiar collection I like to call "The Rejected Ones." Damn Ernie. A war veteran finds himself trapped in a nursing home against his will. Determined to escape, he employs a series of humorous pranks and malicious jokes to try and get kicked out. However, the staff and residents are unprepared for his antics, leading to a hilarious and unpredictable journey.

COLP: Desert/ Dessert

My short story "The Proverbial Sting" was recently published in an anthology produced by Gypsum Sound Tales. Desert - A waterless, desolate area of land with little or no vegetation, typically one covered with sand. Dessert - The sweet course eaten at the end of a meal. Infinitely different, but easy enough to mix up. Colp: Desert/Dessert features seventeen short stories from new and returning authors. Some are about deserts, some are about desserts, and some are about both.


Yesterday was my first anniversary of our marriage. We celebrated the day by going to the Botanical Gardens in Boothbay, where we saw all sorts of beautiful flowers and plants. There, they also have a few giant, wooden trolls. After spending a few hours walking around there, we took a long drive to Portland where we ate ate a place called The Shaking Crab. As you can tell by the title, the shaking crab specializes in seafood. My wife got what they call a boil bag, which consisted of a lobster tail, shrimp, crab legs and some other sides. That looked a little too messy for me, so I went with a catfish Po' boy. After that, we went shopping for cologne and perfume and went home. It wasn't what we'd call a traditional anniversary, but we had fun.

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