Thursday, October 15, 2020
Thursday, August 13, 2020
Monday, June 8, 2020
The Jim Buchanan Novels
These are promotional materials for my novels from New Shelves Distribution:
Wednesday, February 26, 2020
Of Angels and Miracles
Beginning on March 1, 2020 and running through March 5, 2020, get your free Kindle copy of Angels and Miracles on Amazon. This is a 5-day free promotion to honor the birthday of someone very near and dear to me.
Click on the title link to go to my book's Amazon Kindle page.
Wednesday, February 12, 2020
On the Road to Bozeman
On the Road to Bozeman - video shot in September 2011
Click on the title link for the video and music
Music, This Small Town by Scott Jacobs
(CC BY-SA)
https://soundcloud.com/scott-jacobs-1...
http://www.scottjacobsmusic.com/
Click on the title link for the video and music
Music, This Small Town by Scott Jacobs
(CC BY-SA)
https://soundcloud.com/scott-jacobs-1...
http://www.scottjacobsmusic.com/
Wednesday, January 1, 2020
A New Year's excerpt from my upcoming novel, "Miracle of the Talking Stick", the 4th novel in the Jim Buchanan series
Alma Rose awakened from a deep sleep covered in sweat as she lied in a semi-conscious state. She was unable to move and noticed there was a numbness to her right leg.
The sound of a car coming up the gravel driveway gave her a shudder that raced up her spine. She heard a car door close and then the footfalls of boots on the front porch. Alma Rose swung her left leg over the side of the bed. She still couldn’t move her right leg and just lied on the bed in a contorted position.
She heard a downstairs window shatter and glass spill onto the wooden floor. She pushed herself toward the edge of the bed and with her arms, threw the comforter onto the floor next to the bed. Alma Rose pushed herself off the bed and she fell onto the comforter which blunted the sound of her fall. She crawled over to the door, stretched her arm, and locked the door.
When she heard footsteps in the hallway, Alma Rose grabbed the comforter around her and rolled away from the door. She lied silent on the floor, near the bed. She listened for any noise but heard none. Then the footfalls resumed and stopped on the other side of the bedroom door. When the doorknob turned, she covered her mouth with the corner of the comforter in the desperate hope that it would render any spontaneous screams inaudible.
The pounding of fists on the door, caused Alma Rose to shake with every thump. Then as quickly as the beating on the door began, it subsided. She then heard the engine of a car start and then head away from the house down the gravel driveway.
Alma Rose lied on the floor in a heap. Tears welled up in her eyes as she buried her head in the comforter.
The sound of a car coming up the gravel driveway gave her a shudder that raced up her spine. She heard a car door close and then the footfalls of boots on the front porch. Alma Rose swung her left leg over the side of the bed. She still couldn’t move her right leg and just lied on the bed in a contorted position.
She heard a downstairs window shatter and glass spill onto the wooden floor. She pushed herself toward the edge of the bed and with her arms, threw the comforter onto the floor next to the bed. Alma Rose pushed herself off the bed and she fell onto the comforter which blunted the sound of her fall. She crawled over to the door, stretched her arm, and locked the door.
When she heard footsteps in the hallway, Alma Rose grabbed the comforter around her and rolled away from the door. She lied silent on the floor, near the bed. She listened for any noise but heard none. Then the footfalls resumed and stopped on the other side of the bedroom door. When the doorknob turned, she covered her mouth with the corner of the comforter in the desperate hope that it would render any spontaneous screams inaudible.
The pounding of fists on the door, caused Alma Rose to shake with every thump. Then as quickly as the beating on the door began, it subsided. She then heard the engine of a car start and then head away from the house down the gravel driveway.
Alma Rose lied on the floor in a heap. Tears welled up in her eyes as she buried her head in the comforter.
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