My daily companion for many years collapsed yesterday under the weight of writing three books: ; HOTEL CONSTELLATION: Notes from America’s Secret War in Laos ; and most recently, The Mark of the Spider . Beware the Spider
That’s right. My desk chair died.
I was not injured, but the sound of the left arm giving way under the strain of tens of thousands of typed words startled me from my day dreams. I mean, it interrupted my plotting of a new story for readers.
Fortunately, one of the office supply stores is having a sale on chairs (ending tomorrow), and I got a new one for less than what the old one cost.
You served me well, chair. RIP.
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There they are: Proofs of the three books I’ve managed to kick out the door.
My Viet Nam-era memoir,
, and the first Black Orchid Chronicle, HOTEL CONSTELLATION The Mark of the Spider, are still available on Amazon, Apple Books, Barnes & Noble, Kobo, Scribd and Smashwords.
Mark of the Spider is available in ebook format for just a few more days. FREE on Amazon
On Monday, the lastest but probably not the last,
will debut. Beware the Spider
Give it a look.
More to Come
I’m taking the summer off from the Black Orchid Chronicles, but I’ve committed myself to finishing a sci-fi first contact book I’m calling
And I’ve told myself I must wrap up the short story about my experience as a morgue escort on a dark and stormy night many years ago. I think I’ll call that one A La Cart.
“A house without books is like a room without windows.”
I feel a special connection with Mann since he served as the first president of my alma mater,
Windows serve two functions:
To let in light.
To allow us to see out.
filled those roles for me wonderfully.