Iron Hearts is my latest work of fiction about a young man that loses both his parents shortly before his eighteenth birthday. He discovers soon after they weren’t the nice parents he thought they were.
C.J. (Claude James) Bullet was sitting on the porch with his sister, Mandy (that he never knew he had) at their father’s cabin in rocking chairs. This was their first time going fishing together. Younger brother Robbie *Robert Bullet Junior) was inside playing video games, leaving them alone to talk. Even though Mandy was underage it was clear that their father (Robert Bullet) and Mandy had sat out here drinking sherry before. She poured herself and CJ a glass of sherry so they could sit and talk.
I didn’t much care for the taste of the sherry but I politely continued to sip, pausing only to ask. “What did you and Dad mainly talk about?” She took a big swig before answering.
“Mostly, we talked about life and people. My Aunt Carmen got us on an interesting discussion. I think I will share it with you. Dad said, ‘Most people have iron hearts, tempered by life’s events. Some people have steel hearts that nothing can penetrate, not even emotions such as love. Some of those with iron hearts build a steel shield around their hearts that is almost as impenetrable. That is to keep from anyone hurting them. He said you are one of those that built a shield around your heart. Nothing could penetrate except for football, not even love.” I could tell by her face she was very serious.
“I know I was so blind. I never realized that my father never stayed home because he had another family that loved him. He only married my mother to change her last name because she was in trouble. I don’t think he ever loved her but felt he owed his life to her.” I didn’t realize that between words I was doing more than sipping. The sherry was starting to taste good.
Look for IronHearts to be in a book store next fall or early winter. Between then and now I will get a book cover for it and continue to post excerpts for your enjoyment. Hope you liked it. Talk back, I’m listening as always. Have a great day!
I needed these laughs, so did my wife.
Great book after corrections. A.G.Moye
I’ve republished The Rode to Justice (John Rode, 1st-grade detective, murder stories) Kindle book. I have put the book ‘UNJUSTIFIED’ after I got a review on Amazon. As you can see, the reviewer said he would have given it a five-star review instead of a four-star review, if it was not for the wide spacing.
‘I gave this four stars in my review. KJ tells a story from a 51-year-old* detective’s point of view. I found it very interesting and engaging even though the story was several bundled into one with common thread of the Homicide Detective daily life in New York city. You can imagine how busy he was there. His young female partner, he tries to protect and nurture her abilities at the same time. With a little work this could easily become a five star book but needs a little work especially on spacing. There are sudden…
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Source: Bookworm’s confession
Unless you are rich, we are all like that unwanted house guest.
I watched one of those tourism videos about the place I live, the quaint shops, the famous people who visit, the history, the beauty all around us, and while all these things are true, my cynicism soon began to kick in and I so wanted to make a video of my own. The other side of the story, the wrong side of the tracks, what life is actually like for 80% of the people struggling to survive here.
Everybody has these videos, right? The one’s that say come visit us, come to paradise……bring your money. We’ve been busy gentrifying the area for some time now, so people see the facade, the fun, the retirement potential, this thin veneer laid over the truth and reality of most people’s lives that I so want to poke big holes in.
I question my own motives sometimes, I wonder why this all matters to…
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Today I learnt that one of my biggest fans passed away suddenly. I met him at a bike rally. I wasn’t in it but at one of their stops passing through our little town, I had set up a book signing at the tavern. “Tommy Deans” he bought the first book in my Lightning in the Tunnel series and I signed it for him. The next week he returned and wanted the next books in the series. Doug loved the first book and was an avid reader. He bought the rest of the series that were written and couldn’t wait until the next book was published. I would call him or he would call me upon learning another book was published. A year earlier, his wife Sherry battled Breast cancer and was on her way to recovery. Doug and I the last time we saw each other discussed possible endings of the series, he tried to guess which way I would go. He died suddenly before the book was actually published. It is still in editing. His wife told me that she wanted to get that book for the collection he had going. She told me that Doug complained of aches and pains, they thought it was arthritis in his body. It turned out to be cancer. At least he didn’t suffer long, he went in thirty days. God speed Doug until we meet again.