This damn well made my day

A very nice review over at Whispering Stories.

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“Meeting Charlotte Braninov again was like becoming reacquainted with an old friend. We meet her on her journey from her homeland of Russia on board a ship bound for London. Travelling with her, are the compatriots she met during her imprisonment at the hands of the Red Army. During the sea crossing we witness a different side to human nature when benevolence takes the place of brutality. Charlotte’s altruism continues to shine through as she builds a life for herself and her companions in England.

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A fun chat with the Prince of Whitebread

Author Interviews: Roy Madison Griffis and his By The Hands of Men

Roy Griffis Author InterviewsFor those who don’t know you, introduce yourself, your writing and books

Given name Roy Madison Griffis. Roy for my mom’s father. Madison from my dad’s father.  He was born in deep south, and his birth name was Marion Madison Griffis, but my own father had an inkling such a name might cause me trouble in the growing-up-and-surviving department, so he opted for the middle name. All that being said, most people call me “Griff.”  I was in the Coast Guard about 30 seconds before I became Griff for the rest of my life. My writing?  Along the way, I’ve written plays, poetry, short stories, and screenplays.  Last ten years or so, I drifted into novels.  Prior to that, I’d been making the rounds in Hollywood, and gotten really tired of facing the committees of MBAs who gave “notes” on your scripts.  The turning point was probably when I’d written a screenplay set in the Korean War, and it had––unsurprisingly for anyone who knows anything about history–– Chinese Communists as antagonists.  One MBA said “Hold on, I need to make sure it’s okay to have the Chinese as bad guys.”  Dude, it’s the Korean War, about a million Red Chinese soldiers dropped by one winter day to give a .50 caliber raspberry to Doug McArthur and the UN troops. Oh, then I got good news.  I was informed it was okay to have Chinese villains.  I stopped trying to schlep my screenplays shortly after that, which was just as well, since people stopped being interested in reading them.

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Ringside at the Circus of the Fallen

Haven’t discovered the title for Book Four (the last, I swear!) of my By the Hands of Men series.

But I did finish the first part (working title: “Ringside at the Circus of the Fallen”).

I’m hard at work on the next section, which I call “A New Love.”

Meanwhile, a peek of me back in my “Getting Paid to be Errol Flynn” days, when I was the 61st Aviation Rescue Swimmer in the Coast Guard.

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Rare photo of me in my dry-suit…that water in San Francisco could be cold.  The dry-suit is discolored from the time I was crawling around the very greasy engine of a sinking fishing boat, trying to stop the leak.  Ah, youth.

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Why Trump?

This seems to be the question a lot of perplexed Europeans are asking of Americans:  “Why in the world would you vote for Trump?” Before we begin, google the term “JournoList” and the name “Jonathan Gruber.”  I’ll wait. Quickly, you’ll discover that JournoList was a private email list made up of a number of writers and reporters for major news organizations in the United States.  In 2008, this private email list of the people who craft and create the news presented to Americans declared themselves the “unofficial Barack Obama election committee.”

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Perspective makes all the difference

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Per my betters at The Atlantic: “Hillary Clinton’s candidacy has provoked a wave of misogyny—one that may roil American life for years to come.”

Where the writer of this article sees misogyny (and do be sure to let me know when he writes a story on the “comics” at the roast of Rob Lowe who spent a great deal of time reaching deep into their well of creativity to call Ann Coulter a c*nt), there are those of us who see something else at play in the dislike and distrust of Hillary Clinton. That would be those of us who haven’t worked inside the Democrat Machine or Academia or in dependably Leftist House Organs like The Atlantic for decades.  Folks like that tend to have a different perspective.

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The Wrath of a Righteous Wife

The Rib and I at a family reunion two years ago.

The Rib and I at a family reunion two years ago.

  Had shoulder surgery last Friday.  I was trying to be tough on Monday and skipped the pain meds, figuring I'd only need those to sleep. I was sadly incorrect.  When the ortho doc heard my story, he encouraged me to use them.  So I dutifully swallowed them down when I got home.  Damn, what a difference. So I'm writing this while under the influence.   My son happened to be home from college this weekend, and so he and I spent some time watching movies and chatting, as the shoulder surgery rendered me useless for our usual pursuits (bike riding, getting pizza, that sort of thing).  Tuesday, as we were driving down for my post-op appointment and to drop him off at the airport, he asked if I'd found a place in BTHOM4 for an interesting bit of history he'd uncovered.  I told him yes.

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It’s up to us…

This used to be my ride to work.

This used to be my ride to work.

Or so I claim in this interview with Historical Fiction author, Maria Grace.

“You can outsource your compassion (and outrage), or you can do something with your own sweat, toil, and money to change the world around you right now. It’s up to us to make God real in the world. We are God’s hands and feet, we are the miracles He promised.”

It was a fun interview.

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