Wednesday Story Day – AKA – Hump Day

“Lucy.”
“Don’t ask. It’s Wednesday.”
“Ah, two more nap days.”

It is Wednesday Story Day again, and last week we learned that in all probability, Stanković, the guy who fingered Lazar, is not involved in the current mess. He may be a candidate in the future, but right now, with all his connections, he is a hot potato. The team wants to know more from Lazar about Cortez and Taggert. The ADA will need some pretty substantial firsthand evidence to go forward with an indictment. Our team is heading back into the interrogation room. We better get there to hear what is next.

“Okay, so Mr. Popović, it seems I’m going to need a little more information from you before we can talk about any kind of a deal.”

“What kind of information? I’ve told you about Taggert and Cortez.”

“you. Have told us nothing. Right now, you are looking at spending the rest of your life behind bars unless we can get some substantial information on how Cortez and Taggert are connected.”

“Excuse me.”

“Yes, Mr. Stannis.”

“My client is terrified of what can happen to him if he speaks up regarding the activities of his associates. We need to work out a way where he can tell you what you need to know and then be safe.”

“I’ve already said if the information is actionable, he will get all the protection he needs. So far, though, he has said nothing. You both need to trust that if lazar knows something, he should talk.”

“We had the same conversation while you were out of the room. I think my client is ready to give you more details.”

“That sounds good. So Lazar, what kind of information can you provide? Can you make a direct connection between Taggert, Cortez, and the drugs?”

“I sure can. In fact, I have phone conversations recorded.”

“You what?”

“Conversations.”

“With who?”

“Me and Taggert. Me and Cortez and Cortez, me, and Taggert.”

“Where are these conversations now?”

“In the cloud somewhere.”

“Can you get them?”

“Yeah. I just access Dropbox. They are all there.”

“Ok, so wait a minute. How is it that you were able to get phone conversations?”

“I got this app called TTSPY. It works on Android phones, which are the burner phones of choice of Cortez and Taggert.”

“They didn’t know you were recording.”

“God, no. I would be a dead man if they found out. I set the phone to record whenever they call. I never call them, so I didn’t get the other way conversations.”

“What made you decide to do the recordings?”

“You know, Ms. Thomas, I’m a God-fearing man. I figured I better protect myself since the deals were getting bigger, which means the stakes were getting higher. I just looked up on Google, how to record off a mobile phone, bought the app, and the rest is history.”

“So, how many conversations?”

“I’d have to say maybe forty or fifty.”

“Excuse me, Ms. Thomas.”

“Yes, Mr.Dunfee.”

“Can I ask a question?”

“Certainly.”

“Did these guys discuss getting rid of Andrew and me?”

“Yeah, you bet. Cortez told me he was putting out the hit and would I be interested.”

“Well?”

“Not my kind of work, Mr. Dunfee. I said I was a God-fearing man. Thou shalt not kill.”

“I get it, Lazar. Maybe God would have appreciated it if you gave out a warning.”

“I didn’t need Cortez putting out a hit on me, which would have happened had I done that.”

“Okay, gentlemen. We now have attempted murder to add to the stack. When can we start listening to the recordings, Mr. Popović?”

“I can call them up anytime.”

“Maybe we’ll have someone transcribe them. For now, let’s talk about a few things.”

“Like what?”

“Like how much drug trade have you’ve been involved with and how deep are Taggert and Cortez in it.”

“Up to their eyebrows, Ms. Thomas. Could I get a glass of water.?”

“Yeah, let’s take a break. This has been very interesting.

Today I’m With Craig Boyack at Entertaining Stories

I am very pleased that Craig volunteered to have me on his site to talk about Eternal Road – The final stop during the tour.

Here is the link:

https://coldhandboyack.wordpress.com/2020/09/02/welcome-john-howell-newbook/

I’m sure you all have heard of Craig since he is one of the most inventive writers on the scene today. His books are very entertaining and since he calls his work Speculative Fiction, he is unbound by traditional genres.

Here is a little about Craig in his words

Craig Boyack

“I’m on the verge of being an empty nester, and I like to write fiction. This blog is to share ideas with readers and writers. I have a decent body of work on Amazon, and I hope you’ll check some of them out. They are all speculative fiction, but seem to stay closest to science fiction, paranormal, and fantasy.

I have other interests that may sneak in from time to time. I like the great outdoors and all it has to offer. Morels and huckleberrys are particularly fun. I once caught and released a 7-foot white sturgeon from the Snake River.”

Right now, Craig is in the process of launching two books but has many more from which to choose.

H.M.S Lanternfish and Murder They Wrote with Seven Authors

Here is a link to all his books http://www.amazon.com/-/e/B00ILXBXUY

I think you will enjoy a visit to Craig’s place since I have an excerpt of Eternal Road for you to read there.

Tuesday – Anything Possible – Kreative Kue #278 by Keith Channing

In Keith’s words. “Using this photo as inspiration, write a short story, flash fiction, scene, poem; anything, really; even just a caption for the photograph. Either put it (or a link to it) in a comment or email it to me at keithchanning@gmail.com before 6pm next Sunday (if you aren’t sure what the time is where I live, this link will tell you). If you post it on your own blog or site, a link to this page would be appreciated, but please do also mention it in a comment here.

Go on. You know you want to. Let your creativity and imagination soar. I shall display the entries next Monday.”

The photo.

Kreative Kue #278

Rescue me by John W. Howell © 2020

“Come on boy. You can do it, boy.”

“The name’s Roscoe. Call me Roscoe.”

“Come on Roscoe. You can do it.”

“I know I can do it. My feet are touching the bottom. See I’m walking in.”

“Okay, you are almost here. Halleluiah I’m saved.”

“Saved what are you talking about? You having a soulful experience over there?”

“You are a rescue dog aren’t you?”

“Whaaaaat? Rescue dog?”

“Yeah, even your name screams rescue. Roscoe rescue.”

“How long you been on this island, Mate?”

“Hard to tell. What year is it?”

“2020.”

“Yikes. my boat foundered and sank in 2018.”

“Well, genius looks like you have been here for two years. I like what you’ve done to the place.”

“So you are not a rescue dog/”

“Look at me, Bud. I couldn’t rescue myself let alone some hayseed your size.”

“Well, at least it is nice to have someone to talk to. Want some tea?”

“You know Sport. You are dumber than you look. How many dogs you know drink tea?”

“Well, none.”

“Yes, that’s right. Also, let me ask you a question.”

“Okay, shoot.”

“How many dogs you know talk?”

“Again none.”

“So maybe you better take stock, Rube. Ya think you might be having a hallucination?”

“You have got to be kidding. I watched you swim from the horizon to here.”

“So whats that fifty miles you think?”

“Seems difficult but you are a rescue dog.”

“Wake up Ferd. Go ahead and touch me.”

“Oh, my. My hand went right through you.”

“What does that tell you?”

“I’m just dreaming.”

“Now you got it. One last question.”

“Sure, might as well.”

“Why a dog hallucination?”

“What do you mean?”

“You could dream up anyone. Why a dog?”

“Man’s best friend I suppose. ”

“You are hopeless. Okay, I’ll take the tea. Darjeeling I hope. A little milk no sugar. Got scones?”

Today I am at Marcia Meara’s Beautiful Place Talking about Eternal Road -The final stop.

Marcia is doing the kick off hosting duty for the Eternal Home – The final stop blog tour. Here is a link to the post this morning. I hope you will visit and take a look at her fabulous place. Her blog title is the Write Stuff “Writers Helping Writers” with Marcia Meara & Friends. She does that all the time. Here is more about her. Thank you for you help Marcia

Marcia

 

Marcia Meara lives in central Florida, just north of Orlando, with her husband of over thirty years, four big cats, and one small dachshund.

When not writing or blogging, she spends her time gardening and enjoying the surprising amount of wildlife that manages to make a home in her suburban yard. She enjoys nature. Really, really enjoys it. All of it! Well, almost all of it, anyway. From birds to furry critters, to her very favorites, snakes. The exception would be spiders, which she truly loathes, convinced that anything with eight hairy legs is surely up to no good. She does not, however, kill spiders anymore, since she knows they have their place in the world. Besides, her husband now handles her Arachnid Catch and Release Program, and she’s good with that.

Spiders aside, the one thing Marcia would like to tell each of her readers is that it’s never too late to make your dreams come true. If, at the age of 69, she could write and publish a book (and thus fulfill 64 years of longing to do that very thing), you can make your own dreams a reality, too. Go for it! What have you got to lose?

marciameara16@gmail.com
Twitter: @marciameara

BIBLIOGRAPHY OF MARCIA’S BOOKS

Marcia’s Amazon Author Page

Wake-Robin Ridge Book 1
A Boy Named Rabbit: Wake-Robin Ridge Book 2
Harbinger: Wake-Robin Ridge Book 3
The Light: Wake-Robin Ridge Book 4

 

Swamp Ghosts: A Riverbend Novel
Finding Hunter: Riverbend Book 2
That Darkest Place: Riverbend Book 3

The Emissary: A Riverbend Spinoff Novella
The Emissary 2: To Love Somebody 

Summer Magic: Poems of Life & Love

 

 

Top Ten Things Not to Do at the Battle of the Alamo

As you may know, I’m deeply into preparing to launch my next book, Eternal Road – The final stop. Part of that preparedness is to author a number of guest posts and announcements. Since tomorrow is the kick-off I hope you will forgive me running a post from August 27th, 2018. If you have seen it before thank you for last time. You may also like to visit Story Empire today since I’m there talking about the benefits of doing a preorder period with Amazon. Here is the link.

https://storyempirecom.wordpress.com/2020/08/31/to-pre-order-or-not-to-pre-order-that-is-the-question-a-look-at-the-benefits-of-pre-order/

 

Alamo

The inspiration for this list is the idea of matching Ten Things Not to Do with historical events. I hope you enjoy this one.

10 If you are caught at the battle of the Alamo, do not think offering margaritas all around is going to help anything. If you do, at best, everyone will be too busy to take you up on the offer. At worst, only the best shooters on your side decided to have a couple and now can’t hit the broad side of a barn. (I guess you were hoping the Mexicans would be in a similar shape, huh, Fritz?)

9 If you are caught at the battle of the Alamo, do not ask Tiny the WWF champ if you can borrow his gun. If you do, at best, he’ll just say no. At worst, since he extremely nearsighted, he may mistake you for a Mexican soldier and give you a body slam over the wall. (It only hurts getting up, Felco so, I would just lay there.)

8 If you are caught at the battle of the Alamo, do not walk around eating a bean burrito. If you do, at best you will have to share. At worst, from far away, a sharpshooter may mistake you for a Mexican Federal soldier. ( I know you were hungry, Freddie, but the food of the day is hardtack and salt pork. Tortillas are the other side food of the day.)

7 If you are caught at the battle of the Alamo, do not wear your Santa Anna Sucks t-shirt. If you do, at best, no one will notice. At worst, Santa Anna will want it as a souvenir.  ( I think you heard him right, Faris. He said he didn’t care if it was bloodstained or not. Just give it to him.)

6 If you are caught at the battle of the Alamo, do not ask Davy Crockett for an autograph. If you do, at best, he’ll just laugh. At worst, he’ll give you a lesson in flying. (You could flap your arms more, Farid, but I think you are going to hit the ground pretty hard. That wall is quite high.)

5 If you are caught at the battle of the Alamo, do not tell someone you know all about cannons if you don’t. If you do, at best you won’t be asked to fill in on one. At worst, you’ll be put in charge of the only cannon that guards the entrance. (Now what did the manual say, Fabumi? Load the ball then light the fuse? Or was it the other way around? You better hurry looks like those doors won’t last another minute.)

4 If you are caught at the battle of the Alamo, do not think it is time to start Spanish lessons. If you do, at best, you may learn a few words. At worst, whether or not you speak Spanish will not help you in the end. (It looks like the order of the day is take no prisoners, Fadeyka. I think it’s going to take a little more than a few “holas” and “Buenos Dias” to save you.)

3 If you are caught at the battle of the Alamo, do not think that sombrero and serape will be an effective disguise. If you do, at best, no one will laugh at you. At worst the troops will consider you a spy. (You know what they do to spies, Fallon. Dump that outfit now.)

2 If you are caught at the battle of the Alamo, do not wave that “Come and Take It” cannon flag from the Battle of Gonzales. If you do, at best, you will make the Mexicans angry. At worst, you will be singled out for elimination. (That flag has been a sore spot since the Texas revolution began, Falk. No need to start that fire again.)

1 If you are caught at the battle of the Alamo, do not make plans for your summer holiday. If you do, at best, your heirs will have to cancel. At worst, you may lose some of your deposits. (I guess no one told you that getting out of the Alamo was a feet-first proposition, huh, Farnley?)

Views of the Neighborhood – Potpourri Part Two

Yes, again this week some random shots that have nothing in common.

Views of the neighborhood

At least I’m not going to ask you to walk around. We will take the Bentley Turbo Convertable dealer loaner for a spin. So grab a water and we’ll be off.

Views of the neighborhood

This is a shot of Lake Travis in a drought condition. The water is usually up to the sand and rocks in the foreground. Rain needed.

Views of the neighborhood

I couldn’t pass up a photo of First World trash. A grill waiting for trash pickup always strikes me as unusual.

Views of the neighborhood

Most will remember the photo of the steel cactus a few weeks back. It looks like the lack of rain got to it too. (I know, weird joke)

Views of the Neighborhood

What better thing to give as a present but a Mercedes Sedan. Personally, I would rather have a Bentley.

I have to explain this one. Those are downspouts and gutters which have been painted and are waiting to be reinstalled. This house used to be an unsightly color of brick and the owners decided to paint it themselves.  I’m glad they waited for 100-degree weather to begin the project. I expect to see two heatstroke victims at some time.

This is a very sad photo. This big ole ape is crying out for a new owner. Seems like an ignoble ending for such a giving toy.

Views of the neighborhood

This one I can’t explain. Yes, that is a baby bottle nipple waiting for its owner to claim it. There is a pretty ruffled turkey making sure that whoever claims the nipple is the rightful owner. A few beads are also up for grabs.

Views of the neighborhood
Photo by Unsplash

Well, that’s it for this week. Thanks for coming along and I guess we learned that this Bentley is not big enough for all of us. Maybe a big yellow bus next time. We can put a jug of margaritas in the back.

Chips and salsa too. Have a great week.

 

 

Stream of Consciousness Saturday – Prompt – More Than a Hundred

Stream of Consciousness Saturday

 

It is Stream of Consciousness Saturday time again, and here is Linda Hill to describe this week’s prompt. “Your Friday prompt for Stream of Consciousness Saturday is “more than a hundred.” Write your post inspired by something you have more than a hundred of in your home right now. Enjoy!”

Thanks, Linda. If you would like to enjoy working a prompt visit Linda’s blog and read how simple it is. Here is the link.

The Friday Reminder and Prompt for #SoCS Aug. 29/2020

More Than a Hundred by John W. Howell © 2020.

“You have the prompt for this week?”

“Yes. It is ‘more than a hundred.”‘

“More than a hundred what?”

“More than a hundred anything.”

“Okay, you. need to explain that.”

“We are supposed to write about something we have more than a hundred in the house right now.”

“So, you are writing about ants?”

“Very funny. We don’t have ants.”

“What are you writing about then?”

“I thought about beer.”

“What a surprise.”

“The problem is I only have a six-pack of Butte Black Porter, and that is only 72 ounces.”

“Bummer. Want to make it only 60 ounces?”

“You leave my beer alone.”

“Okay, so what are you going to write about?”

“I thought about pills.”

“Oh, good one. That old writer fart must have a thousand.”

“But not exciting.”

“Does money work?”

“That’s a little better, but I don’t have a hundred dollars.”

“Who said dollars? How about pennies?”

“I do have a jar full.”

“There you go.”

“What inspires me about pennies? Hmmm.”

“You could go on all day about how to turn pennies into dollars.”

“Or pennies into jewelry.”

“Or penny loafers.”

“What?”

“That’s right, you are too young to know about penny loafers.”

“I have an idea. I will do a treatise on the history of the penny.”

“Okay. Time for me to leave.”

“Where you going?”

“To spend some quality time in a dark place trading hundreds of pennies for cold beer and peanuts.”

“I’ll bet we have a hundred peanuts around here.”

“This post is done. You coming with me?”

“Can you wait until I count the peanuts?”

“No.”

“Sure, I’m coming with you.”

 

Friday JohnKu – AKA – TGIF

“It’s Friday, Lucy.”
“It is Little One. Let’s play tag.”
“You’re it.”
“Of course. I’m it.”

Friday has arrived. Twiggy can relax now. Just when you thought this year could not get worse, Hurricane Laura decides   East Texas and West Louisana could use a category 4 whooping. Being forced to deal with Hurricane Harvey my heart goes out to anyone who now must deal with Laura.

As some of you know, I did an announcement launch of Eternal Road – The final stop. September 1st starts a whole month of blog tours, which I’m calling the hard launch.

This book is pretty far outside my comfort zone in that it is not solely a thriller. Yeah, there are some of those elements, but when the characters take some trips to other times and places in their 1956 Oldsmobile, you can almost believe the book has many genres. There are elements of fantasy, time travel, paranormal, history, sci-fi, romance, and spiritual. So if you like any of these kinds of stories, you will find something to enjoy. The tour participants are among the best-known bloggers and authors. I am very grateful for their help. Each stop will have a different excerpt, so if you visit, you will have a pretty good idea if this is the book for you. The good news is if you like what you see in the excerpts, there is still time to buy the e-book for 99¢ since that price will be good for 15 days after the tour ends.

I did universal links this time, so no matter what market you live in, the link will take you to your Amazon store. Yes, the price is the same worldwide translated to the local currency.

Here are the links again.

Kindle

Paper

Today’s JohnKu talks about today’s challenges. I hope you all have a great weekend.

Today’s Challenges by John W. Howell © 2020

COVID 19 curse,

Political arguments . .  .

Hurricane Laura.

 

They can get you down,

Or you can rise above them . . .

You can choose your path.

 

 

 

Wednesday Story Day – AKA – Hump Day

 

 

Hump Day Twiggy
“What are you doing, Twiggy?”
“Waiting for Friday and my seal pup impersonation.”
“Okay. Carry on.”

It is Wednesday Story Day, and last week we were in the room when Pricilla started her interrogation of Lazar. We learned that Cortez and Taggert were the guys in charge of the illegal activities around Reno. We also learned that Nikola Stanković was not involved in the nefarious activities of Cortez, Taggert, and Lazar. Now the question is, do we believe lazar? I see Pricilla took a break from Lazar and is leading the discussion in the conference room with our gang. Let’s go and see what she’s thinking.

“Okay, guys, here are my thoughts. I think Lazar has a lot to lose by fingering Stanković, and so he might be hiding something.”

“Excuse me.”

“Sure, Larry. Go ahead.”

“Stankovic was the one who told us about Lazar. If he was involved, why would he do that?”

“I could think of a few reasons.”

“Well, he did say he wanted to eliminate the competition.”

“That sounds like a good front. Stanković knows Lazar won’t rat him out, so he has nothing to lose by throwing Lazar under the bus.”

“Okay, but let’s look at the other side.”

“Which is.”

“Suppose Taggert and Lazar are a pain in Stanković’s side. Suppose he wants to get rid of them. What better way than to use us?”

“Yeah, I get that. What makes him think we won’t come after him?”

“I can answer that.”

“Yes, Robert.”

“Half the city council, most of the state representatives, a few congresspeople, and one senator owe him a ton of favors.”

“You’re kidding.”

“I wish I were. He has done a lot for those people. Believe me, if we go after him, all hell’s going to break loose.”

“You know I represent the Federal Government and could prosecute those folks as well.”

“The sad part is I don’t believe Stanković’s help could be classified as crimes.”

“What about bribery?”

“You would have to prove a quid pro quo, and I’m not sure there is one.” Most of these favors were legal contributions, charity donations, jobs for kids in his legitimate businesses. Would be tough to prove bribery.”

“You sound like a fan.”

“I worked in his auto garage all through college. I didn’t know it was his, though.”

“Has he ever mentioned it?”

“You looking for a case, madam prosecutor?”

“I guess it sounded that way. You do know Stanković pretty well.”

“Enough to respect when he says he wants to eliminate Lazar, Cortez, and Taggert, he means it.”

“Okay. Let’s assume he is not involved in this mess. Let’s go back in and find out how deeply Lazar knows about the Taggert and Cortez connection.”

“Good idea, Pricilla. I don’t buy that he is just a small-time distributor who took a payment from Taggert. I also don’t buy that his knowledge of Cortez is just cause he heard the name from Taggert.”

“I’m with you, Robert. I also want to know if he was the one who ordered those thugs to kill Andrew and me?”

“If so, Larry, this would be an interesting tie to your Sandusky. Case.”

“Thank you. Robert.”

“You gentlemen are going to need to fill me in on all of this. Let’s go and find out more about Cortez and we can talk more later.

 

 

Tuesday – Anything Possible – Kreative Kue #277 by Keith Channing

In Keith’s words.

“Using this photo (below) as inspiration, write a short story, flash fiction, scene, poem; anything, really; even just a caption for the photograph. Either put it (or a link to it) in a comment or email it to me at keithchanning@gmail.com before 6pm next Sunday (if you aren’t sure what the time is where I live, this link will tell you). If you post it on your own blog or site, a link to this page would be appreciated, but please do also mention it in a comment here.

Go on. You know you want to. Let your creativity and imagination soar. I shall display the entries next Monday.”

The Photo.

Kreative Kue #277

Duck and Cover by John W. Howell © 2020

“Now, I have to ask.”

“Go ahead.”

“Why the jacket over your head? You been arrested?”

“No. Nothing like that. It’s this new camera.”

“What about it?”

“I can’t see the subject because the light is too bright.”

“You seem to be the only one with that problem.”

“So is everybody looking at me?”

“No narcissistic one. Everyone couldn’t care less about you.”

“That is good news.”

“Why are you so concerned?”

“Well, there is another reason I have this jacket over my head.”

“I certainly hope so. For the amount of money you paid for the camera, it should do everything, bright light or no.”

“Yeah, it’s not the camera. It’s me.”

“So, are you going to tell me?”

“I’ll show you. Make sure no one is looking.”

“Okay, the coast is clear no one is looking. OMG, what happened to your nose?”

“It grew.”

“I can see that. How did that happen?”

“I’m not sure. I was telling that young lady over there about picture taking, and it started to grow.”

“Wait a minute. Slow down. What were you telling that young lady?”

Uh…about my lens.”

“What about your lens?”

“That it takes great portraits.”

“Uh-huh.”

“And that being a professional photographer …”

“Hold it. Is that when your nose started to grow?”

“Not that I noticed.”

“I think I have the cause of the problem.”

“What is it?”

“It’s called the Pinocchio Effect.”

“What’s that?”

“Just one more question.”

“Go ahead.”

“Did you ask her to model for you?”

“Well, I er…”

“The nose knows.”

“What should I do now?”

“Go tell her you are not a professional.”

“Pretty embarrassing.”

“You’d rather have that nose?”

“Good point.”