I am happy to announce that on August 1st 2020 my latest novel is out. It’s another comedy fantasy mystery love story, this one set right before the pandemic hit — because that’s when I wrote it — and the main character is a down-on-his-luck tech entrepreneur who lost almost everything in a bad deal and a lawsuit, and decides to reboot his life by opening up a computer repair shop in — for secret reasons of his own — a small Oregon seacoast town.
There he is seduced by a mysterious young witch, and, while on a walk along the ocean one morning, he sees something he knows is impossible.
And yet, there it is.
This leads him into a secret the town has been keeping since the 1970’s, and throws everything he’s ever believed about reality right out the window.
The book is available now on Amazon, and soon at most other major online bookstores — both in print and ebook editions.
In the latter part of 2019 I caught the novel-writing bug again and completed a new first draft. Another realist fantasy, this one is kind-of-sort-of in the same universe as my Bridge of Eternity series, yet like one step to the side. With any luck, I’ll have the final draft done by maybe summer, and it will be ready for an early Fall release.
Check back for updates, but until later, I’ll leave you with the title:
NO SUCH THING AS MERMAIDS
Also, because it seems I really need to start blogging again, anyone who wants to follow along in my ongoing misadventures can do so over at MojoWriter.com.
As some of you might know, I have two podcast shows. One deals with the grey areas of reality (UFOs, monsters, time travel, things like that) and the other one is dedicated to Absinthe, creativity, and spirits in general (high or otherwise). Below is the latest from both:
My friend Joe and I have been working on this project for a couple months now, and it’s finally time to unveil it — even if it is still a bit rough around the edges:
This first episode of our new podcast is a bit different than what we plan for the rest of them, mainly because Jerry had been telling Joe about his childhood adventures with his father, and how one time his father had taken him hunting for pirate treasure down in the Sea of Cortez.
I am quite happy to announce that this is now available in both print and ebook from Amazon, and soon from other places as well…
This story is related to, but not directly a sequel (or prequel) to Eleven Days on Earth. Besides sharing a few characters, and also giving a bit of backstory to the other book, this one stands completely on it’s own.
It’s the mid 1970’s and 17 year old Thomas Harrison just lost his parents in a plane crash. His life as he knows it is gone, and he’s forced to live with his swinger aunt and uncle in a small costal town nestled between an oil refinery and a golf resort. Feeling alone and lonely, and struggling to deal with his loss, he makes his way through a weird world of bullies, witches, horny MILFs, and someone who may or may not be an actual angel from above.
Is she there to save him, or is he there to save her? Neither of them know because … well, she can’t remember!
I’ve begin posting a series of videos on my MojoWriter.com website, featuring authors talking about writing (among other things). I’ll be posting a new video at least every other day for the next few weeks. For instance, here’s Kurt Vonnegut:
This is the future, and I often hang out in virtual worlds. And in these virtual worlds I occasionally meet and become friends with real people, a lot of them authors. One of these authors interviewed me for his blog, which was fun, but even better he interviewed a very interesting and talented writer who’s book I’m reading right now: Jane Watson
An excerpt from the interview: “Hindustan Contessa is a novel set in Australia and India which follows the journey of an Australian couple, as they travel in an Indian car to meet the husband’s Indian grandmother for the first time, in his family’s ancestral village. The novel’s title comes from a particular car once manufactured in India, the Hindustan Contessa, which the couple travels in, and which seemed to me a fitting image of a dual culture. This car, once made by Hero motors of India, was an imitation of a modern Western style car with a dash of Indian style. It attempted, I felt, to have a foot in both cultures. I wanted it to symbolise the cultural identity crisis that the main characters face.”
Another major part of the story is about the couple being kidnapped and held for ransom in a cave up in the Indian hills — which is beautifully foreshadowed in the book’s introduction, a particularly visual and immediate telling of Persephone’s journey into the underworld.
While I have never met Alex or Jane, at least not in person, I get to hang out with them through the magic of virtual reality, interacting with them in a video-game-like environment that enables communication on a level that I still find astonishing. All physical boundaries dissolve. The people involved in these discussions are from all over the world, with very different backgrounds and viewpoints, but all having common interests. The only barrier that I really find is the one of time zones. The place where we meet and discuss is called Book Island, on a system called Second Life (the continued existence of which seems to be a surprise to a lot of people — when in fact Second Life is not only alive and well, but thriving).
For anyone who wants to see a genuine miracle, pop open a plant seed.
The amazing thing about life is that it’s a form of matter that replicates itself. Each seed contains all the information and mechanics it needs to accomplish this.
And you can hold it in your hand. It’s a portable miracle. You can even eat them.
Seeds have always fascinated me, and they’re now serving as the basis of a novel manuscript I’m writing. One of the most important endeavors humanity must work on is to develop the technology to replicate a seed, and encode everything needed to grow a whole world inside it.
It is possible. It can be done. And it’s far more feasible than trying to send a starship full of living people (frozen or otherwise) on a journey lasting thousands of years.
Just send a seed. Send a lot of them – small, compact, self-controlled, self-replicating, self-healing, and able to last for millions of years. Scatter them across the galaxy. If any of them succeed, they will send more, and each one will build a whole world full of Earth life. They would be, literally, Earth’s own seeds.
I truly believe this is the only way Humanity is going to spread to the stars.
Here’s the very premature teaser that popped into my head for this current manuscript:
I’m happy to announce that the novel I’ve been working on for the past three years (or has it been longer than that?) is now finally released for the Amazon Kindle.
From Amazon.com’s Editorial Reviews:
Jon August is dead.
If that weren’t bad enough, the place he lands in the afterlife is one where souls prefer vodka, not beer. That’s a problem because Jon is a beer lover. Not just any beer, either. Good beer. Great beer. Because he knows that mankind’s civilization owes everything to beer. It’s the actual Holy Water.
Jon meets and falls under the spell of a mysterious goddess who helps him find his way back to the land of the living. Under the Bridge of Eternity, through the Sands of Time — to emerge not as a ghost, but a living mortal, one who can die again.
His mere presence upsets the balance of our world, and Jon finds himself a pawn in a power struggle between the modern gods — in particular, the feuding daughters of Time and Fate. One is acting as his guardian angel, while the other is trying to kill him. Jon must stay alive long enough to find the Holy Beer and, in the process, stop the power grab being made on our Universe — a struggle where not only is humanity’s fate hanging in the balance, but also the fate of our eternal souls.