As a wanna be Existential Absurdist who’s all in with team Existence Before Essence, my initial reaction to most universal-type questions, whether they be a priori, a posteriori, or somewhere in between is usually…
I mean, such blathering existential debates to me are complete and absolute exercises in futility…
Always a conundrum — what to do with something good created by someone bad.
I mean, take HP Lovecraft for instance. Are horrors authors and readers still praising him so for his early contributions to the genre? Fortunately for me, having read his work long before learning he was such a virulent racist, I find his writing flat and uninteresting and way, way overrated so shunning him to the dustbin of the disgraced is no problemo.
But there are a lot of other types of situations and scenarios out there that can put one in such an unpleasant conundrum…
As we near Thanksgiving, I just want to say to the very few remaining trump supporting website followers I have — thank you for hanging in there and not unfollowing me like so many other trump supporters have whose feelings I had obviously hurt at some point or another in the past with my critical commentary regarding trump and, you, his supporters.
I believe you would regard such a tender and sensitive person unable to stand such criticism as a “snowflake.”
Anyway, it is because of your following me here — and your steadfast and cultish support for Trump — that I have someone to whom I can direct my steadily growing outrage over the demise of our democracy that trump, and your steadfast and cultish support for him, is leading us to.
So, again, thank you.
Without you I would be just howling my steadily growing outrage into the whistling of a harmonized and approving wind and be left bereft of such a necessary outlet critical to the endurance of my sanity.
I’d like to thank Ms. Cathy Geha of Cathy’s World for her review of The Good Kill. Cathy had, fortunately for me, come across the book at NetGalley.
Her’s is the forth review I’ve received from the site, which is pretty cool. It’s been downloaded from there over 50 times so hopefully we’ll see more than a few more as a time goes on. Fingers crossed.
Help me show my appreciation for Cathy’s review, and all the other many reviews she has prepared for us, by visiting her site and spending some time there with her.
Jackie has a whole sight jammed full of reviews for your reading pleasure. So, after you check out her review of my book, make sure you don’t stop there and continue on to snack on all the other delectable literary goodies she has prepared just for you.
A former Navy SEAL turned vigilante hitman already in the crosshairs of corrupt Russian agents finds himself in even deepertrouble after rescuing a sex trafficking victim against her will just as she is about to be delivered into the hands of an unscrupulous corporate mogul, an impetuous and dangerous man who will not be denied his purchase….
During the battle to liberate Mosul from the brutal grip of the Islamic state, Killian Lebon, a war weary Navy SEAL Senior Chief, sustains life threatening injuries from an explosion during a rescue operation that goes horribly wrong.
Forced into early retirement from a vocation that for almost twenty years had been his sole purpose for being – that of a fearless warrior in defence of his country – Killian’s life quickly spirals downward to the deepest depths of hopelessness and despair due to the traumatic after effects of his injuries…
Just had one of those bizarre trapped-in-between-sleep-and-consciousness morning dreams that starred Sam Rockwell and Dwight Yoakam. Not sure why but I think I was fanboying and trying to get them to star in my next movie.
Regardless, I now have Dwight’s song stuck in my head and, in the spirit of friendship and camaraderie, I offer it here so it can be stuck in yours as well…
A hearty and heartfelt thank you to Ms. Sean C. Wright — AKA Seanarchy; AKA Lady Rougepen (cool AKAs) — for her recent review of my latest novel THE GOOD KILL.
You may remember Sean from her recent win of a little flash fiction contest I held a while back. For her literary prowess, she was awarded a copy of The Good Kill signed my yours truly. I may have included a haiku along with it… can’t recall for certain.
Anyway, maybe it’s time to hold another of those flash fiction contests, eh… I enjoy hosting them.
Coincidentally (Yes, Amazon, coincidentally), you may have noticed that one of Sean’s books is on my current reads list. I imagine you can expect a review of it posted on my blog sometime soon (I am a very slow, distracted reader so soon is a relative term).
So give Sean’s cool and quirky website a visit and check out all the good stuff she has to offer there, including more of her award-winning flash fiction and other literary wonders.
Action? Check. Lone wolf hero with a tragic flaw? Check. Strong women? Check.
This action-packed book grabs you by the throat from the beginning. It does it firmly, but not to preachily, to keep you captive audience, as Brindley gives you a peek into the grimy underbelly of too much money, not enough morals, the sex trade, and espionage. The protagonist, Killian Lebon, is a broken veteran who engages in a very creative form of vigilance. You know it’s wrong, but you can’t help but cheer him on, offer to buy his lunch for his service if you see him in a diner: keeping society safe from people who can’t defend themselves.
My only criticism is that Brindley does paint some of the characters with a broad brush. You have the stereotypical whorish, foul-mouthed black woman (Ruby) whose…