Considering the political this year addressing this virus that’s infected the world, this novel was published in 2012 which forecasts political interventions into modern day life. Will this lead to that Brave New World?
“Mark is a farmer and inventor living the good life with his wife Susan of 33 years. While building up the interest in their Halloween Festival on the farm, Mark gets disenchanted, then obsessed, and desires to leave all the comforts behind to follow a desire for freedom. After experiencing a peace that passes understanding, an unsuspected surprise disturbs their tranquility forcing them to form new plans. The progressive idealists believe that the human spirit can be tamed by bureaucratic decree, and are slowly changing equal opportunities into equal results. The federal government has grown beyond its intentional usefulness of protection of our rights to intrusion into those rights, spending money not yet appropriated as if the citizenry were an endless mine. We, the silent generation were mistaken as we thought the boom could never end, treating the national debt as embalming juices preventing deadly decay.”
In light of the Covid-19 virus and how it’s affecting the world this spring, our Church buildings will be empty this Easter, and so was the tomb.
I rather hesitantly post this note. But as the experts in the game of selling books say, boost it, boost it, tell people about it, ’em know where to get it. Yes, if you don’t tell your friends and neighbors how much they may enjoying reading something created by you, they’ll miss out. Expert advice. So, Folks, here it is on Amazon.
“It brings clarity, creates warmth, and provides power. Our need for light is often felt most in the middle of our literal or metaphysical darkest night, which is right where this verse begins. Isaiah is speaking to the people of God, who in their time of need chose to look to other nations for salvation rather than to Yahweh. The outcome of their choice was total devastation. The temple is destroyed, their nation is disbanded, and they are exiled to foreign countries.”
“What’s happened? I thought we had till the end of the week,” Robert says.
“Robert,” Peter starts, “The newspaper got wind of the find. Now the Ag Department wants a voice added to the mix. And, our buddies told the media they knew nothing about it until a local reporter stumbled upon it. That damn Reno Daily Bit! The Ag lawyer read about it and called me first thing. They’re gathering signatures for a class-action lawsuit against us.”
“What? Okay, I got it, Peter. They don’t have a thing against us that would stand up in court. Calm down. I’ll take care of it. But, please, don’t get us into any more of these contracts.”
“You know how they spin the news . . . Damn reporters. I must go. The car is waiting for me. Call when you finish this deal.”
Back in 2012, I finished and self-published my first novel: “Montesquie, New World Island.” It traces the move of the family to a new Volcanic Island in the Pacific Ocean to escape the intrusions of the federal government. That same year, I published the sequel.
My next adventure in fiction writing was “Considering the Ant. Memoirs of Samuel Guardyall,” published in 2017. It’s about a man, who after his wife died in a car wreck, he gets the news that his grandfather left him a log cabin. He works at adjusting to the hardships of life without any modern conveniences.
These three novels were quickly self-published without any edits of my grammatical errors. I was too excited to spend months or a year correcting those English misdeeds. I wanted to hold these books in my hand and be able to give them away to friends and relatives, so the errors were also throughout.
My next adventure in the publishing industry in 2017 was a
book named “Rummagings.” It’s a compilation of my online blog posts from
Then in 2018, I put together a short history of, “School Bus Then and Now.” That was a give away to my friends and associates of the Broken Arrow School bus transportation system. I was retiring after ten plus years of transporting kids to and from schools. I did that to keep busy after my full-retirement from a twelve year career position with the City of Tulsa as a golf course greens keeper.
Now, “Just a Matter of Time, Until the End of Time,” is on the market. Over four-months sometime in the future, this Christian family of four deals with persecution and the continual oversight of the government. I finished the original draft over a year ago, but this time I wanted to do it right. It was edited, corrected, and professionally edited again, sentence by sentence.
That, my folks, is the history of my putting thoughts and
ideas in black and white.