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Friday, July 25, 2008

Friday 55

Welcome to Friday 55. The object of the game is to write a story using exactly 55 words. If you participate, be sure to drop a comment at G-Man’s blog so others will know how to find your story.

Fame, fortune, crowds screaming your name, a sea of smiles, thousands of tender moments experience by the stroke of a single touch, orgasmic bliss with a wave of your hand, every pleasure known to man, immortality, youth and invincibility, all of this can be yours, if you but sign your name on the dotted line.

Well, that deal may be a bit expensive, but I have another one for you. Would you like to win a free copy (e-book) of Pixels and Pain?

All you have to do is list three titles of books I’ve written (and had published). Not so hard, right? You can find all of them here or if you’re not careful, you might just stumble across them somewhere on this page…

Drop your entries in my comments or shoot me an email at jgoodman @ goodysworld.com. I’ll leave the contest open until 11:59 PM (CST) Wednesday and announce the winner on Friday. Good luck!

Pixels and Pain

Here is a blurb:

Explore the dangerous domain of a madman…

Johnny Walker is a FBI agent on a personal crusade to catch a killer. One year ago, his little sister was brutally murdered and the police still don’t have a suspect.

Mary Marshall founded a watchdog group to rid the world of online predators after her sister fell victim to a charismatic stranger she met on the popular networking website, HiyaSpace.

As the similarities surrounding their losses draw these two together, they soon embark on a desperate quest for answers—a quest wrought with peril, betrayal, and unimaginable horror.

In a virtual world where everyone’s a friend, and everyone’s a suspect, will Johnny and Mary be able to track down and stop an internet serial killer whose unspeakable deeds threaten to destroy them all?

Or will these two hunters become the prey, unable to escape the web of Pixels and Pain?

Be sure to check out my post over at Oh, Get a Grip!. This week we are discussing our writing process and I’ve even offered up a complete short story for your reading pleasure (or pain if you don’t enjoy it, lol).

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Thursday, July 24, 2008

Music Meme

Before I take you to the meat of this post, I wanted to let you know that Drums of the Nunne’hi is officially available for purchase and it will cost you a whopping $4.50 to get a copy of the e-book. Quite affordable, no? Thank you in advance for you support.

And now for something completely different…

Music Meme

I stole this meme from Carrie

Here are the rules:
Step 1: Put your iTunes or equivalent on shuffle.
Step 2: Post the first line from the first 20 (or so) songs that play, no matter how embarrassing.
Step 3: Bold the song (and the artist in the artist list) when someone guesses correctly.
Step 4: Looking them up on Google or any other search engine is CHEATING! And don't forget...when using the shuffle, artists can be repeated.

1. You love the people that love you.
You hear the music they move to.
You give your ode to the fall through.
But you don't know you don't know you don't know you don't know

2. I've just had the craziest week,
Like a party bag of lies, booze and then deceit.
And I don't know why I want to voice this out loud,
It's theraputic somehow

3. The flyweight champion of the world
Time has come
hey girl

Take it to the back of the club hey woman
don't take it the wrong way
I've been checking that ass
and if you give me the chance
I ain't gon' play

4. See me drivin down the street,
I'm bored with looking good.
I got both hands off the wheel,
The cops are coming.
I'm listening to the music with no fear,
You can hear it too if your sincere...

5. I've seen it with my own eyes
How we're gettin' otherwise
Without the luxury of leavin'
The touch and feeling of breath
And times you're both technically
Something you've got to believe in
Connect the cause and effect
One foot in front of the next
This is the start of a journey.
And my rhyme is already gone
Somehow this doesn't concern me.

6. Dig if u will the picture
Of u and I engaged in a kiss
The sweat of your body covers me
Can u my darling
Can u picture this? Ciara's heard When Doves Cry by Prince

7. Out on the streets, that's where we'll meet
You make the night, I always cross the line
Tightened our belts, abuse ourselves
Get in our way, we'll put you on your shelf
Another day, some other way
We're gonna go, but then we'll see you again
I've had enough, we've had enough
Cold in vain, she said Breazy's went Round and Round with Ratt

8. Load up the drugs we'll let the demons come in
Bring all the kids they won't know where to begin
Shoot 'em a line they'll lock you up in the pen
If you're rating my life give it ten

9. Welcome to the jungle
We got fun 'n' games
We got everything you want
Honey we know the names
We are the people that can find
Whatever you may need
If you got the money honey
We got your disease Ciara has rocked out to Welcome to the Jungle by Guns N Roses

10. Eri bellissima lasciatelo dire
E anche stavolta so che non mi crederai
Eri davanti a me davanti agli occhi del bambino
E gli occhi del bambino quelli non li danno proprio indietro mai
Credimi: mai
Ti dico. Mai Concetta has chastized me for not telling everyone that she guessed Eri Bellissima by Ligabue. She emailed me the answer, but I didn't post it, because quite frankly, she didn't leave a comment, lol

11. Picture yourself in the living room
your pipe and slippers set out for you
I know you think that it ain’t too far
But I hear the call of a lifetime ring
felt the need to get up for it
oh you cut out the middleman
get free from the middleman
12. Youve got a great car,
Yeah, whats wrong with it today?
I used to have one too,
Maybe youll come and have a look.
I really love your hairdo,yeah,
Im glad you like my do,
See were looking pretty cool, getcha.

13. Here come the woman
With the look in her eye
Raised on leather
With flesh on her mind
Words as weapons sharper than knives
Makes you wonder how the other half die
Other half die
Here come the man
With the look in his eye
Fed on nothing
But full of pride
Look at them go
Look at them kick
Makes you wonder how the other half live Carrie's confronted The Devil Inside by INXS

14. I'm a sailor peg
And I've lost my leg
Climbing up the top sails
I lost my leg!

15. Hangin' round downtown by myself
And I had so much time
To sit and think about myself
And then there she was
Like double cherry pie
Yeah there she was
Like disco superfly
I smell sex and candy here
Who's that lounging in my chair
Who's that casting devious stares
In my direction
Mama this surely is a dream Breazy's been seduced by Sex and Candy with Marcy's Playground.

16. You see your reflection
As it crosses the line
You meet someone new
For the hundred thousand millionth time

17. cold cooling at a ball
looking for some action
but like Mick Jagger said
I can't get no satisfaction
the girls are all around
but none of them wanna get with me
my threads are fresh and I'm looking def
yo wassup with the l o c
the girls are all jocking
at the other end of the bar
having drinks with some no name chump
when they know that I'm the star Breazy's heard of Funky Cold Medina by Tone LOC

18. I hold on so nervously
To me and my drink
I wish it was cooling me
But so far, has not been good
It’s been shitty
And I feel awkward, as I should
This club has got to be
The most pretentious thing
Since I thought you and me
Well I am imagining
A dark lit place
Or your place or my place Carrie has rocked out to Paralyzer by Finger Eleven

19. How I wish you could see the potential, the potential of you and me
It's like a book elegantly bound, but in a language that you can't read - just yet
You gotta spend some time--love, you gotta spend some time with me

20. I saw a werewolf with a Chinese menu in his hand
Walking through the streets of Soho in the rain
He was looking for a place called Lee Ho Fook's
Going to get himself a big dish of beef chow mein Lime has ran with The Werewolves of London by Warren Zevon

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Wednesday, July 23, 2008


That’s right, it is time for another installment of The Darwin Awards.

An enterprising lumberman had felled a large tree, and needed to haul it up a steep embankment. So he jacked up the rear end of his pickup and swapped one of the rear tires for a bare rim. He attached one end of a rope to the rim, and the other end of the rope to the felled tree. He put the pickup into gear, expecting the rim to act as a makeshift rope crank that would pull the tree up the embankment, saving him lots of sweat.

A great idea? Not if you're reading it here! You see, the tree vastly outweighed the truck. The man was standing with one foot on the ground and the other foot on the accelerator. When he gunned the engine, the tree acted like an anchor, and the truck yanked itself backwards. The open door rammed into him, and he was swept over the embankment along with the pickup.

When the dust settled, our lumberman had entered the great beyond. But his escapade served as a warning to others. The next lumberman cut up the tree where it lay, and carried it off.


Tuesday, July 22, 2008

Book Review: The Price

I’m mere minutes away from jumping on my bike and going for a four hour ride, but before I leave I wanted to share the review below with you.

How far would you be willing to go to save the life of someone you love?
I recently read The Price by Alexandra Sokoloff. This was a great book. Intense, heart-wrenching, fast-paced and thought provoking, it had all the elements to make a truly remarkable thriller. Ms. Sokoloff managed to write a truly frightening tale without the use of gore. I recommend The Price to anyone who enjoys reading. No, I didn’t forget to add a genre (or any other word for that matter) on the end of that sentence. There’s something for everyone within these pages.


Boston's Briarwood Medical Center is a bewildering maze of six separate hospitals symbiotically entwined, connected by glass bridges, underground tunnels, indoor and outdoor gardens -- its own self-contained city. But Briarwood, like every hospital, is also a threshold... to the other side.

Idealistic Boston District Attorney Will Sullivan has it all: a beautiful, beloved wife, Joanna; an adorable five-year old daughter, Sydney, and a real shot in the Massachusetts Governor's race. Then Will's life is shattered when Sydney is diagnosed with a malignant, inoperable tumor. Now Will and Joanna are living at Briarwood Hospital, waiting for their daughter to die. Joanna is slowly losing her mind with grief and Will himself starts to question his own sanity. He has begun to see bizarre and inexplicable things around him -- patients disappearing from elevators, monstrous nuns watching from the shadows.

The strange occurrences seem to center around a charismatic counselor named Salk, who befriends Will and talks mysteriously about the power of faith to heal. But when Sydney suddenly, miraculously begins to improve, Will suspects that Joanna has made a terrible bargain to save their daughter's life. Now he must uncover the truth in order to save them all.

Rating: 5 out of 5 Stars


Monday, July 21, 2008

Weekend Recap

Well, last week should mark the end of an insane schedule. I worked sixteen and seventeen hour days through most of it, but we made a great deal of progress. The lack of sleep definitely took its toll on me though. I felt like a zombie by Friday.

We spent all day Saturday at the lake. The water was pretty choppy, but I still managed to get about 8 good runs in on the wakeboard and I was introduced to knee boarding as well. Popped up on the board my first try and by my second, I was attempting 360s. It was a blast.

Between the marathon work week and the water play, by Sunday I truly was exhausted. I intended to head back to the lake, but I wound up spending most of it in a prone position on the couch. I guess my body just said enough.

I did manage to find time to do my final edit on the Galley for Drums of the Nunne’hi. I look for it to be released soon.

Drums of the Nunne’ hi

Here is a blurb:

Carl and Nancy are a couple of teenagers who fell for each other during their final year at school. Unfortunately, they come from different worlds. The people of Castleton were taught from an early age that they should steer clear of the kids from the reservation, but the animosity flows both ways, as Carl’s mother is heartbroken to learn that her only son has strayed from his people. What happens next will awaken an ancient power thought long gone from the world of man. The pounding of the drums may mark their coming, but it’s the screams that will let you know they have arrived.

A small community in Southern Oklahoma is rocked by a savage murder and the disappearance of six seniors at Castleton High School. Only a few members of a tribe that lives on the Red River Reservation know what really happened that night. A group of spirit warriors known as the Nunne’hi has avenged the death of Carl Redoak, putting a new twist on an old-fashioned ghost story. The bodies of the missing boys slowly turn up in pieces. Tensions rise between the Res and their neighbors in Castleton as the accusations fly. When the truth is revealed, will anyone believe it?

I’ll let you know when it is released.

This week should be more of a reasonable pace. I have to go to Ponca City again tomorrow, but other than that, I’m working from home for the rest of the week.

Wednesday is my mother’s birthday, so I’ll sneak off for a bit to take her out to lunch. It’s become a bit of a tradition and with all the travel I’ve been doing lately, I had feared I might have to miss it this year.

So, what have you been up to?

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Thursday, July 17, 2008

Poetry in Motion

Fear not, I’m still around, just really busy with the day job. Rather than bore you with shop talk (as most of every thing I’m doing right now revolves around work), I thought I’d offer up some poetry. Enjoy!

I hope to be back to normal blogging activities soon…

The Power Within

My arm grows tense with anticipation
Your eyes grow wide with the realization
The light on my blade, cold and pale
The fire in my eyes, a reflection of hell

I whisper its time to face your sins
You cringe at my smile as the knife slides in
Your blood burns hot as it splashes my face
My heart skips a beat as it quickens its pace

You start to twitch, shiver and shake
I wait in patience for the last breath you’ll take
My ecstasy soars straight for the sky
My power is building as your body slowly dies

Thank you my friend, your help was divine
Transferring the power, from your soul to mine


Wednesday, July 16, 2008


It’s time for another installment of The Darwin Awards.

(20 April 2008, Atlantic Ocean, Brazil) In 1982 Lawn Chair Larry, beloved survivor of a Darwin Award attempt, attached 45 huge helium balloons to his comfortable Sears lawn chair, packed a picnic lunch, and cut the tether. But instead of drifting lazily above the Los Angeles landscape, the combined lift of 45 weather balloons rocketed Larry into LAX air traffic lanes 16,000 feet above sea level. Astoundingly, he survived the "flight."
In homage to Larry's whimsical adventure, a Catholic priest recently ascended towards heaven on a host of helium party balloons. Adelir Antonio de Carli, 41, was attempting to set the world record for clustered balloon flight to publicize his plan to build a spiritual rest stop for truckers.

Spending more than 19 hours in a lawn chair is not a trivial matter, even in the comfort of your own backyard. The priest took numerous safety precautions, including wearing a survival suit, selecting a buoyant chair, and packing a satellite phone and a GPS. However, the late Adelir Antonio made a fatal mistake.
He did not know how to use the GPS.

The winds changed, as winds do, and he was blown inexorably toward open sea. He could have parachuted to safety while over land, but chose not to. When the voyager was perilously lost at sea, he prudently phoned for help. But rescuers were unable to reach him since he could not use his GPS! HE struggled with the control panel as the charge on the satellite phone dwindled.

Instead of a GPS, the priest let God be his guide, and God guided him straight to heaven. Bits of balloons began appearing on mountains and beaches. Ultimately the priest's body surfaced, confirming that he, like Elvis, had left the building.

The kicker? It's a Double Darwin. Catholic priests take vows of celibacy. Since they voluntarily remove themselves from the gene pool, the entire group earns a mass Darwin Award. Adelir Antonio wins twice over!


Tuesday, July 15, 2008

Weekend Recap

Ah… I finally found some free time to sit down and punch out a weekend update. We spent some time out at Rocklahoma but managed to not be there when the big storms hit and caused two stages to collapse.

I met a couple of band members from Deathriders on the plane ride home from New Orleans. Mike and Dave were great guys and we wound up spending a good deal of time with them on Friday on the concert grounds. They weren’t scheduled to play until Saturday, so I missed actually getting to see them play. I just hope they weren’t caught up in all the carnage of the unusually vicious storm (well, unusual for July anyway). They tour often and I’m almost positive I will get another chance to see them perform.

Thankfully the evening of the storm, we had gone to my SILs house for a cookout and a friendly volleyball tournament. Not to be daunted by a bit of wet stuff, once the lightning passed, we mustered for said volleyball game… in the mud. It was a hoot with much slipping, sliding and general chaos. My team still managed to annihilate the other team by a good sixteen points though.

Sunday we were all set to go to the lake for day of wakeboarding, but a series of misfortunate events kept us from ever making to the water. I’m not going to get into what all happened here, but let’s just say I’ve had more relaxing Sundays.

Monday I was busier than a one-armed paper hanger. I had a site visit to work out the details of a new project, some modifications requested to one of the projects I have nearly completed, and all the while trying to get a good handle on the project I inherited in New Orleans.

I finally wrapped up (or at least decided to throw in the towel for the day) about six O’clock and sat down to catch up on my blog reading when BOOM… the power went out. Oh, joy!

Now, I’m sitting here waiting a couple of phone calls that will tell me whether I will spend the rest of the week in Denver or New Orleans. Either way, it looks like I’m on the road again. It’s all good as long as they get me back into to feed my wakeboarding addiction.

So, what have you been up to?


Friday, July 11, 2008

Friday 55

Welcome to Friday 55. The object of the game is to write a story using exactly 55 words. If you participate, be sure to drop a comment at G-Man’s blog so others will know how to find your story.

Soft jazz plays in the background, ebbing and flowing as I pass near vacant buildings. Rueful smiles greet me as I walk along the streets. Eyes never quite meet mine, preferring instead to scan the pavement. The smell of fine cuisine permeates the air, covering the subtle stench of decay. This is now New Orleans.

Wednesday, July 09, 2008


It’s time for another installment of The Darwin Awards.

(09 Nov 1999, Mexico) A Mexican jail guard died from an excess of zeal while supervising an inmate's conjugal visit. Raul Zarate Diaz was closely watching his charge from the roof of the prison when he tripped over an air vent, crashed through the skylight, and fell 23 feet to land beside the bed where the inmate and his wife were, against all odds, enjoying an intimate moment. The interrupted prisoner, offended by the intrusion, attempted to start a riot, but was squelched by prison security.

Prisoners in the Tapachula facility reported that Diaz was in the habit of prowling the prison roof during conjugal visits, in search of prisoners to supervise. Local law enforcement reported that the guard was clutching a pornographic magazine, which was retained as evidence, and binoculars, whose sentimental value led to them being given back to the family of the deceased.


Tuesday, July 08, 2008

Book Review: The Rest Falls Away

As most of you know, I’ve been catching up on my reading of late. My TBR pile is finally dwindling and I wanted to take a moment to tell you about The Rest Falls Away by Colleen Gleason. This was an amazingly well crafted book, filled with twists, turns and enough suspense to leave your muscles crying for mercy from prolonged periods of clenching. It is a fantastic story about a vampire hunter coming to terms with both her responsibilities as a slayer and her place in high society. Oh, and it happens to be a romance novel, though I must admit the romantic element plays subtly in the background while the author runs her expertly fleshed out characters through the hell and back. The action scenes are topnotch and manage to create a vivid picture of exactly what’s going on without dragging the story down. Mrs. Gleason has proven to be a phenomenal plotter and pacer and I look forward to reading more of her work.


Beneath the glitter of dazzling 19th-century London Society lurks a bloodthirsty evil... .

Vampires have always lived among them, quietly attacking unsuspecting debutantes and dandified lords as well as hackney drivers and Bond Street milliners. If not for the vampire slayers of the Gardella family, these immortal creatures would have long taken over the world.

In every generation, a Gardella is called to accept the family legacy, and this time, Victoria Gardella Grantworth is chosen, on the eve of her debut, to carry the stake.

But as she moves between the crush of ballrooms and dangerous, moonlit streets, Victoria's heart is torn between London's most eligible bachelor, the Marquess of Rockley, and her enigmatic ally, Sebastian Vioget.

And when she comes face to face with the most powerful vampire in history, Victoria must ultimately make the choice between duty and love.

Rating: 5 out of 5 Stars


Monday, July 07, 2008

Still Alive

Long time no see. Where’ve you all been? Me? I’ve been playing hard and living large. We had an excellent holiday weekend. There was much wakeboarding, fishing, hanging out and just generally enjoying ourselves.

I’m sitting in a hotel in Nahlens, but I’m too tuckered out from the weekend to go out and do anything. So, I thought I post a bit to my much neglected blog and try to do a little catch up on all of the posts I’ve missed while I succumbed to summer’s call to be outdoors.

I received my first review of Esprit de Corps today. Very exciting. The entire anthology received top honors from the review site and the reviewer had very kind words to say about my story as well. You can read the entire review of HERE. Feel free to show some love (code for leave a comment) and be sure to check out what is said about the rest of the stories while you’re there.

I hope this week will provide ample opportunity for me to get back into the swing of things in cyberspace, but I suppose only time will tell. I’ve truly missed keeping up with all of my favorite blogs, but when I’m not busting my hump for work, I’m either on the bike or on the water, neither of which is a friendly environment for my laptop, so my attendance has suffered. Oddly enough, I’ve still managed to enjoy myself despite the inability to feed my favorite addiction.

So, what have you been up to while I was away?


Wednesday, July 02, 2008

On the Go

Get your motor running. Head out on the Highway. Looking for adventure or whatever comes my way…

Sorry for my extended absence, folks. Between work and play, I haven’t been indoors very much at all since Friday afternoon. Oddly enough, I’m alright with that.

I had to meet a client in Ponca City yesterday morning, which is about 150 miles away. I rode my motorcycle and it was a glorious trip. The wind in my hair, the sun on my face, long stretches of open road, and good tunes blaring in my ear, what a way to start the day. I even managed to watch the sunrise in my rearview mirror.

The client was surprisingly excited about seeing a burly biker pull into their driveway. There were many ohs and ahs as my chrome beast was inspected.

Monday, I was home, but I too much work to even think about writing a post. I’m in the midst of wrapping up one project and coming up to speed on one that was dumped in my lap.

I’m making big plans for the weekend, most of which revolve around finding some tasty wake and chewing it up with my board. There are several cookouts on tap as well. It should be a swell time.

Other than that, I’ve also been working on my TBR pile. I’ve devoured three books since the last time I posted a review. Is it just me or does reading with sunlight soaking into a page beat the hell out of reading by fluorescents any day? I’ll try to get the reviews coming in as soon as I can replant myself in this chair long enough to get it done.

I fly back to New Orleans on Monday. While I’m there, I have to slip over to Baton Rouge for a meeting with another client and I also will make a site visit for a new project we’re bidding in Geismer.

I fly back on Thursday and then I have to get ready for the 80s lovefest that is Rocklahoma. I’ll give you more details on that as we draw closer or maybe I’ll just wait until after so I can add some pictures. I haven’t decided yet.

And now I must get back to it. Idle hands and all that…

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