Brother Love — A Novella!

Teagan Geneviene released a new book last weekend. Stop by her blog and check it out.

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Wednesday, July 17, 2019

Brother Love cover Jinx on phoneJinx on rotary phone next to “Brother Love – a Crossroad” on my Kindle.

I was so impulsive in deciding to quickly “bookize” the serial that I didn’t plan ahead for a launch or promotions.  So I begin by repeating my thanks to Sally G. Cronin for announcing Brother Love – a Crossroad at her blog earlier this week.

My weekend post included a give away of an e-book of the novella.  I numbered your comments and used a random number generator to select the winner.

… And the winner is….. Dyanna Wyndesong! 

Dyanna publishes Ravenhawks Magazine.  Be sure to click over and say hello.

Meanwhile, I’ve just done a podcast.  The amazing Annette Rochelle Aben hosted me for a fun chat.  We discussed “Brother Love” and several other things.  I even brought her into my writing process by playing my three things writing exercise…

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Brother Love — A Pause

from Teagan’s Books

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Saturday, June 29, 2019

Welcome to the crossroads.

Altered composite of images from PixabayAltered composite of images from Pixabay

Happy Fourth of July!

From Birdie, Jinx, and me

Summertime is busy for many people.  I know it’s hard to keep up with serials. So, I’m even more grateful that you read Brother Love.  

In the USA, lots of folks will be taking time off and/or vacationing before, during, and after the Independence Day holiday.  (I know, from having been a kid with a birthday during that time, how scarce people are.)  I had not planned to, but I’m taking a break this weekend.

Speaking of that, many happy returns to my birthday sibling, Christoph Fischer!  It’s almost our day.

Next weekend I’ll be back with more photos from Dan Antion of No Facilities fame, as well as Brother Love, Chapter 10 — A Cut.

To tide you over, here’s a teaser from the next…

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Strange Dream #09

I roam the slums of a jungle;

It is hot and I am always thirsty.

I drink from the

fountain marked

Colored;

It’s magic quenches

my thirst.

At 3 AM savage

sophisticates

jabber and howl.

“Who do you love most,” asks God.

“Jayne Mansfield,” says Max.

“And why is that?” God is so cleverly all-knowing.

“She’s dead.” Max replies.

 

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(c) Rob Goldstein 2015-2017 All Rights Reserved

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Nor a Bird More Pure

I soar above the red rooftops
of the City

above the steeples
of the
Mission Dolores Church

below the dusty ledges
of the
Transamerica Pyramid

there never was a sky more
blue

nor a bird more pure.

Image and text  (c) Rob Goldstein 2017-2019