Sunday, January 15, 2017

Katja Bohnet review of The Rapist in CulturMag

HI folks,

Just received another wonderful review of The Rapist from German reviewer, Katja Bohnet, in CulturMag. It's in German, but there's a translate button that quickly translates it into English.

At: CulturMag

Me, sleeping with my copy of the German edition and my "buddy"...

Click on the photo for some other reviews from Germany.

Blue skies,

Sunday, January 8, 2017


Hi folks,

One of the events I’ll be participating in this coming year is Lee Lofland’s annual one-of-a-kind Writers’ Police Academy in Green Bay, Wisconsin from August 10-13, 2017. There’s nothing like it in the world. It gives crime and suspense writers an up close and personal look at how law enforcement works. Lee has asked me to appear and talk about my experiences on the other side of the law—as a former burglar, armed robber, prison experience and other activities I participated in during my outlaw days.

This is an amazing opportunity for writers who use crime in their writing to “get it right.” This is an unprecedented gathering of both the top crime/thriller/mystery writers in the world along with the top law enforcement authorities.

At least two of my own students have attended this remarkable event—Maegan Beaumont and Mary Edelson—and both rave about the experience.

Go here for all the info you’ll need:


·         PRESENTERS
·         SCHEDULE
Exciting NEWS!
The 2017 Writers’ Police Academy is a One-of-a-Kind Thrilling Experience for Writers!
August 10-13, 2017
Northeast Wisconsin Technical College
International Public Safety Training Academy
Green Bay, Wisconsin
As always, there’s far too much to see and do in a single weekend, so get plenty of rest, wear comfortable shoes, and prepare to be blown away by THE event of a lifetime!
Radisson Hotel and Conference Center Green Bay
2040 Airport Drive, Green Bay, WI 54313
*The hotel is conveniently situated near Lambeau Field, home of the Green Bay Packers, and features several restaurants, AND, the famous Oneida Casino!
Austin Straubel International Airport
Airport Code – GRB
Shuttles are provided between the airport and the Radisson, our event hotel.
ONEIDA CASINO – Plan to stay an extra day or so to take advantage of this unique opportunity – slots, table games, poker, roulette, craps, great food, and live entertainment!
Even more exciting details for the even bigger and better 2017 Writers’ Police Academy are on the way.
That’s right, we’re pushing our own limits to take 2017 to a level of unbelievable excitement and heart-pounding action. You will not believe your eyes.
This is THE experience of a lifetime!
Registration details TBA.
*This is a one of a kind event, featuring real police, fire, and EMS training at a renowned international law enforcement training academy. Top instructors and experts! It is THE event of the year. An experience of a lifetime!
*Space for the 2017 Writers’ Police Academy is limited. So please register early. Available slots will go quickly.
Registration – TBA
Registration includes transportation from the Radisson to the academy and back (to the academy in the morning and back to the hotel at the end of the day), and to all off-site activities and sessions, lunches at the academy, all workshops, Friday night reception and all sessions at the hotel.
The Saturday night banquet, of course, is extra, and optional. But you will not want to miss the festivities and the fantastic food, as well as the company of your fellow WPA recruits and faculty.
*Sisters in Crime offers a whopping $150 discount for SinC members attending for the 1st time. Join SinC now to receive your discount!
Registration opens – TBA.
Breakfasts and WiFi are free for WPA registrants staying at the Green Bay Radisson. Hotel provides shuttle service to and from the airport.
Our negotiated hotel room rate is TBA.
We will post the hotel reservation link sometime during the second week of February. When calling the hotel to make your reservation please be sure to ask for the Writers’ Police Academy special rate!
Please, please, please reserve your rooms ASAP. Once our reserved block is filled we will not be able to extend it. This is a very popular hotel that’s used by the Green Bay Packers as well as vacationers who like to take advantage of the fabulous casino.
*Again, space for the 2017 Writers’ Police Academy is limited.  So please register early. These slots will go quickly.
Registration opens SOON!

If you’re not yet a subscriber, consider going to Lee’s blog, The Graveyard Shift, the premier site for writers to learn substantive and accurate information about police procedures and all things relating to law enforcement. If you want your book to be accurate, this is the best resource out there.

Hope to see many of my writer friends there! Look for me in the bar or in the casino when I’m not doing a presentation…

Blue skies,

Wednesday, December 28, 2016

*New Poem from William Joyce*

Hi folks,

I've been in constant communication with my friend, the writer William Joyce (who also writes under the name Guillermo O'Joyce). He had to leave the U.S. as he couldn't survive on his S.S. and went to Guatemala, but between the civil war going on and the outlaws and a still-high cost of living, he recently left to go live in Mexico where he is currently. He tells me the cost of living is half what it was in Guatemala and infinitely safer!

Yesterday was his birthday (75) and he sent me this poem which I'd like to share with you. He'd just colored his beard and was bummed out the ladies weren't complimenting him on it. Like me, he knows the veracity of that saying, "Just because there's snow on the roof doesn't mean there's not a fire down below..."

Hope you enjoy his poem!

He wrote me: 
Tomorrow I turn 75 but none of the ladies have congratulated on my beard dye.  Wrote a poem about it.

 Wrote this poem for my birthday:
                                                   Fuck People
                                        If they're going
                                        to go on
                                        making a nuisance
                                        of themselves
                                        with cell phones,
                                        head down
                                        running into you
                                        on the street,
                                        fuck people.
                                        Bomb them,
                                        hang them
                                        from lamposts,
                                        if they keep up
                                        that insane poking
                                        with their heads down
                                        and can't see
                                        the brilliance
                                        of my beard dye,
                                        fuck them, 
                                        start the bombs 
                                        As their heads
                                        come off
                                        they'll still be


Thanks, William. Happy birthday, old warrior!

Blue skies,

Wednesday, December 21, 2016


Hi folks,

Posted some stuff from Richard Brautigan yesterday on FB and found a lot of other folks loved his work as much as I do. So, I’m posting some more than many won’t have seen as it’s from a book of his uncollected work, titled, THE EDNA WEBSTER COLLECTION OF UNDISCOVERED WRITINGS.

Here ya go:

a young man

Surely goodness
and mercy
shall follow me
all the days
of my life,
and I will dwell
in the house
of the Lord
forever, if the
rent isn’t too high.


            The dog had fallen from a high cliff down onto the road, and then trucks and cars had run over it, I guess, because the dog was only an inch thick.

The dog was white, and its guts were white.

When I saw the dog, I couldn’t believe it for a moment.

Then I had to believe it.

Then I started crying.

I was five years old.
The dog was the first dead animal I had ever seen.

I had always thought that everything lived forever.

When My Soul Didn’t Love Me

Once upon a sad weird
there lived a girl
who was my beautiful soul given form.
of course,
I loved her a cash-registerful.
But she didn’t love me a penny.
It was very sad and weird having my soul
not love me.


am waiting anxiously
for Hollywood to buy this book
and pay umpity-ump cash for it
and turn it into a super-colossal
spectacle with ten thousand extras,
2,000 horses, 52 lions, 60 king cobras,
And every Hollywood actress who has been
divorced over five times.

Hollywood will,
of course,
change the title
to something like

“The Outcasts of Devil’s Island.”

And, finally, the poem I wish I had written for my wife…

i would walk back
across hell
to get Your hat

i would
carry You across hell,
if You had forgotten
Your hat,
            i would walk
            back across hell
            and get it for You.

And… just… damn! What a Writer…

Blue skies,

Tuesday, December 20, 2016

THE DEATH OF TARPONS offered free for a short time...

Hi folks,

My British ebook publisher, Endeavour Books, has just offered my novel, THE DEATH OF TARPONS for free for a short period. Hope you glom onto a copy and if you like it, I'd really appreciate a review on Amazon. It does everything for future sales and exposure.

Click onto:

Thank you.

Blue skies,

Thursday, December 15, 2016

Culturmag article and review of THE RAPIST.

Hi folks,

I'm jazzed! A great article and review just came out in the German magazine, Culturmag, on my book THE RAPIST. You can read it at either of these links.
It will soon be available in German from the publisher Pulpmaster.

Blue skies,

Wednesday, December 14, 2016


HI Folks,

Please take a few minutes out of your day to watch this Ted Talk by Eli Pariser. Mr. Pariser sheds illumination on why so many people don't have a clue what's going on in this country and the world. This is one of the most important speeches I think I've ever heard. It explains why so many people are so misinformed.

Just click on

Thank you.

Blue skies,