Book Launch–Born in a Treacherous Time

Jacqui Murray – Book Launch

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This week, my wonderful efriends here in the blogosphere are helping me launch my prehistoric fiction novel, Born in a Treacherous Time. I’ll be visiting their blogs to chat about the book, the process, and anything else on their minds. Some of the questions we’ll cover:

  1. Why did Born in a Treacherous Time take 22 years to write?
  2. Why did I change genres from thrillers to historical fiction?
  3. What books that you might have read are like this one?
  4. We know Lucy’s species, Homo habilis, died out about the time of this story (1.8 million years ago). Is this story dystopian—meaning Lucy loses in the end?
  5. What one characteristic allowed Lucy to survive in a world populated with Sabertooth Cats, violent volcanoes, and predatory species who liked to eat man?
  6. How do I differentiate Lucy from the species of man that followed her, probably led to her extinction…

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49 Days In 1988: Week 22 – Green-Eyed Monster

from Hugh’s Views & News

Hugh's Views & News

Click here to read the first week of this feature, and follow the links at the end of each post.

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London – July 4th, 1988

In a few days time, I’ll be celebrating my 2nd anniversary of coming to live and work in London. While I look back at the past two years, it’s been nothing but full of excitement and life. I’m indeed living the best part of my life at the moment and am going to continue to enjoy every second of it.

While I’ve been working non-stop and not enjoying any social life, it seems that Nigel has met his next boyfriend. I feel quite envious because from what Nigel has told me about him, he sounds just the type of man I would fall madly in love with. I’ve only ever suffered extreme jealousy once in my life, and those feelings re-emerged after Nigel told…

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There’s Nowhere to be When You’re Being Here Now

28 August 1999 (you got less than a month, right?)

Hey Dude,

Today be Jamie’s birth date day, and we’s havin’ a barbecue
in his honor if he ain’t drunk an’ if he shows up.

Jack be doing the cookin’, I’m on the eatin’ committee.

Maybe we can do it again when you get out, in your honor.

(Oops, I didn’t mean that your honor. No, I won’t reproach the bench.)

I had me one of them birth date days too, 4 days ago.

It was ho-hum, which they get after the first six years.

An I didn’t get no cake… an I didn’t get no party neither…But I turn 38 in 2001 so mark your calendar. (I bet that’s one thing you got good at.)

What did I get, you ask.

Lessee, mmmmm oh yeah! I got a couple of CD’s, an ooh! Ooh! That reminds me–you ain’t seen my stud-o-saurus yet.

He don’t walk softly but he do carry a big stick.

Where was I, oh yeah, the “loot.”

I got myself a couple of pairs of REAL GOOD sunglasses, a DVD, an a
headache.

You got me worried with talk of Bactrin and Pentantamine.

Is the prison doing this for prevention or did you come down with AIDS?

Did I mention Jake FINALLLLLLLLLY moved in, lock, stock, and porno?

I gave up but suu-prize, suu-prize, suu-prize.

Jake was in solitary for 8 months.

Eight months!

I hope they named a tile after him.

I guess I better work up an appetite by staring at food for a while.

Them pills my doc gives me don’t work so good.

I hate it when the present is the past and the future is now.

I guess what I mean is there ain’t no place to be when you’re being here now.

Got that?

Laters dude!

 

9c) Rob Goldstein 1992-2018

I found this on an old hard drive. The file is dated 1999 

 

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