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I added my last post four months ago,  Since that time have I been hiding?  My aim was to spent many hours at my keyboard proofreading, editing and formatting one of my novels for eBook readers.  Last weekend I reached my goal yo my great satisfaction.  A couple days ago this novel, “Beyond the Breaking Point” could be found in the Smashwords’ store.  As of today Kobo readers can find it there, and soon Barns and Noble and most other eBook retailers will handle it as well.

Beyond the Breaking Point

Beyond the Breaking Point Cover

 It appeared that Montgomery Moserly had everything a young man could wish for – good looks, talent, a close family, a girlfriend, a job he loved and notable financial prospects.  But by chance he became the only witness to a targeted shooting that left the victim dead.  He took every precaution not to be detected by the two killers by hiding in his car.  He also had the good fortune to have a camera in his Mustang and took photos of the shooters, their vehicle and the license number before he reported the incident to the police.  His statements to the police, he thought, would be the end of his involvement in this brutal event, but a crooked cop trying to keep the killers and their gang from being discovered wanted no witnesses.  He passed Monty’s name on to the gangsters and kept them informed of his daily routines.

The killers and their boss launched an intense hunt for Montgomery with one goal in mind – to speedily silence him.  It quickly became apparent to Monty that he would not be safe at home, on the road or any place he could think of to hide.  He had wronged no one but his safe, promising world had crashed suddenly.  The killers hunted for him relentlessly.  Often their attempts to find and silence him seemed secured, and he saw no way open to escape.

His ordeal also affected his family who daily feared for his life.  The girl with whom he had been close for several years felt it best to move on to avoid any danger to her own life.  Through the unsolicited assistance of strangers and a young woman fighting her own battles with whom he worked Monty managed to avoid becoming a statistic a number of times.  On some occasions he saw no way left open for him to escape.  All hope seemed futile.  Even praying appeared to be too late.

The more often he slipped through the killers’ traps the more intensely they hunted him.  The daily attacks on his life eventually took him beyond the breaking point.  In this state of mind he became convinced the only way out of the dangers he faced was for him to hunt his hunters.  In desperation he set out to track down the individual who gave the orders to kill him thinking that by eliminating him he would regain his freedom and the bright future his years of study and hard work had promised him.

That he fell in love with the woman who came to his rescue a number of times complicated matters still more for him.  He could not dare to involve her and expose her to the danger he faced.  He knew all would be lost unless his plans to expose the gang were successful.  But he faced professional killers and his chances to succeed appeared close to zero.  He had not only witnessed a murder, but he also had too much evidence of the Assistant Captain’s involvement with the gangsters trying to silence him for his own plans to be successful.

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Have you noticed?

My wife and I watched early in the morning on the 11th a touching Remembrance Day ceremony televised from our country’s capital. As the cameras panned across the scene and the crowd I noticed two things that disturbed me.  Most obvious and standing in sharp contrast to what we saw at that kind of ceremony even just five years ago the number of heavily armed policemen and women shocked me.  It wasn’t the only thing that bothered me about what I noticed among that massive crowd on Parliament Hill.

Later, at eleven we watched a wonderful Remembrance Day ceremony in our town that was witnessed by many local citizen.  While less noticeable and less heavily armed the police presence making the rounds near the cenotaph stood out to me.  Have you noticed what changes have occurred in our great country in just a few years that even at Remembrance Day ceremonies where we honor those who had been willing to die for our freedom we may not be safe?  Are we taking notice and are we ready and willing to stand on guard?   Remembrance day poppy 2

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I’ve neglected to add posts regularly during the last month.  Proof reading and editing six full length novels that I’m getting ready to publish in eBook format demanded much of my time. I have only managed to read two or three books in that time at late hours when my tasks became overwhelming.

It’s the book I’m finishing to read now on my Kobo Arc I want to share.  Written by Susanne Clarke “Jonathan Strange and Mr. Norrell” is a story of a magician trying to restore the art of magic in England.  After reading the first four or five chapters I had it in my mind to quit.  I found the pages to that point boring.  But I decided to labor on for another chapter, and as if by magic the story began to catch my attention.  One curious element I notice now, whenever I boot the reader up and select the novel to continue to read it, makes me wonder if the author has added a diabolical twist to the book.  Can you believe it?  As the time I read the story increases so does the time remaining to read according to the tablet.  Obviously, I now must read to see if or how the story will end. magician 4

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Remembrance day poppyIt’s Remembrance Day today.  Have you ever wondered why we wear a poppy and why we gather to remember?  Our youth, I’m sure are wondering about it.  Without anyone pointing them to the answers they might get the mistaken idea that what happens on November 11 each year glorifies war.  So what is it we should never forget?  What should we always remember?

Yes, we should remember those who gave up their life fighting against oppression.  They did not go to glorify war.  They joined in the battle, because evil regimes threatened their loved ones’ freedom and oppressed other people.

We must never forget that freedom and peace sometimes comes at an enormous individual and collective price.  How fortunate people in this country are can be seen in the fact that few who have never experience war firsthand really understanding what it means to have lost all basic freedoms and to live in fear daily.

It is vital that we now always guard the freedoms we have lest we lose them.  No group, no country is immune to those with evil and selfish goals and ambition and would not stop short to enslave others to reach those goals.  field of poppies 4

Years ago I wrote a poem in memory of my father who was killed when I was five.  He was not a soldier, but he was a citizen of a country held in the grip of an evil dictator and his hordes of henchmen.  Near the end of the war all males older than fourteen had to report to defend against advancing armies.  The Russian army had advance close to Breslau or home, then a city in East Germany, now called Wroclaw in Poland.  A few weeks earlier we and all civilians had been ordered to flee to points west and south.  That late winter he lost his life.  We have never been able to find out where he is buried.  One unsubstantiated report we did receive said he was shot while forced to dig a mass grave.  The poem below, “Did the Bugle Weep for You?” I wrote years ago a day or two before Remembrance Day.

Did the Bugle Weep for You?

My father, young and full of hopes and dreams

Of life yet to be lived for many days there after                                      Bugler at dusk

Of your mother’s smile, your wife’s soft touch

Of your sons’ and daughters’ smiles and laughter.

In the last days cold duty called you to take arms

To defend against advancing army’s guns

An army of men also with dreams and hopes

For their future days and waiting loved ones.

My father, young and full of hopes and dreams

A dictator’s senseless war one cold, dark day slew

Your hopes, your dreams and your life still young.

At the end of your day – did the bugle weep for you?

(WHM in my father’s memory)

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We often let the weather or circumstances                        At Lake Louise

keep us from enjoying the day.

Over the years I’ve learned that when

I choose to smile in the rain,

the sun appears not as distant.

Try this week’s two brain teasers.

Which four days of the week start with the letter “t”?

What is green, grows and has wheels?

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By the end of this week each day will begin to give us a little more daylight.  I have always likened wisdom to light, a condition that lets you see more and more clearly.  So this weeks encouraging words are:

 Seek wisdom.  It is more valuable than treasure.

Sunrise over the strait

Sunrise

And now for the challenger:  You can make only three words from the letters a,e,d,d,l,r,s.  What are they?

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With each season the view changes.  One of the changes that autumn brings to the view from our house is the absence of the cruise ships.  There must be a lesson, maybe even a story in that occurrence.

Enjoy the things that are fleeting, but it is futile to hang on to them.

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