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Redaction Part iV, Chapter 2

Chapter 2 Fools never learned. Harlan Westminster lowered his binoculars and rolled onto his back. He squeezed his eyes closed until white danced in his vision. But it didn’t help. He still saw the image of the valley below. For … Continue reading

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Hair

Not the musical. Not the song by Lady Gaga. I’m talking about the stuff that grows on most folks’ heads. Hair says a lot about a person. Butch cuts. Coiffures. Up-dos. Bobs. Buzz cuts. Bald. French Braid. Farrah Fawcett hair. … Continue reading

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Redaction Part IV–Title needed

As you can tell from the title of my post I am looking for a title for the next Redaction book. Right now the working title is A New Beginning which doesn’t fit the violence and ew factor of what … Continue reading

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Redaction: Dark Hope, chapter 5, unedited

UPDATE: Redaction: Dark Hope is at the editors and should be back mid-December. I hope to go live with the book around the 20th and, like before, I’ll have it priced at 99cents for a week. My Christmas present to … Continue reading

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Redaction: Dark Hope, Part III, Chapter 4 (unedited)

This may look slightly familiar:-) Chapter Four Damn Lister and the camel he humped his ass in on. David Dawson raised the bottle to eye level and blinked at the remaining liquid. Half gone. Well shit. He wouldn’t be able … Continue reading

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Redaction: Part III, Dark Hope, Chapter 3 (unedited)

Chapter Three One by one, flashlights popped on like stars in a velvet sky. Blue tinged the white as laptops and tablets added to the illumination. Draping from the ceiling, silver emergency blankets amplified the light, kept the heat in … Continue reading

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Redaction: Dark Hope Chapter 2 (unedited)

Chapter Two “Medic.” The soldier’s voice rang inside Papa Rose’s head. He squeezed his eyes closed. It wasn’t real. Private Carter had died when they’d rolled across the Kuwaiti border into Iraq. He’d been dead years. They were all dead. … Continue reading

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Researching Redaction

In many an author interview, I get asked how I research my novels. The short answer is that I do it wrong. I’ve been to enough lectures, workshops and classes to know this. But I’m stubborn and refuse to change. … Continue reading

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