The greatest worry in Max' life is making mortgage payments on his Upper West Side apartment. Until girlfriend Lydia's "stroke-thingy." And the sudden appearance - usurping Lydia's energy and physical presence - of Rob, a young man transplanted from the Jazz Age.How did Rob come to be resurrected through Lydia? Can Max keep the Lydia-Rob secret limited to his small circle? And why is there no record of Rob's death a century ago?
Life and careers advance apace in 21st century Manhattan for Max and Lydia . . . and Rob. But London calls them away for a new venture. And finally the trio search for resolution of their mystery in New York's North Country.What happened at the end of 1929? And how did Rob die?
What happens when the worst blizzard hits Colorado? e;e;e;Free offer inside and a thank you gift.c;c;c; In this book you will be taken on a journey with...Three military veterans that are recently out of the military and out of work. They are each faced to confront their past by pushing forward with a new future together. As they band together during the worst blizzard in Colorado history they are faced with disaster or the opportunity of robbing a bank on snowmobiles during the blizzard. In this two part series you will get...Crime dramaDeceptionCrafty bank break ins...Compassion in selfand much more...Here is an excerpt from the series.--- On a dark and stormy night --- A suburban area with roundabouts and a cul-de-sac filled with houses. The road is blanketed by the powdery snow that has fallen up to the knees of the three men walking to the side of Smith's neighbor's house. The area is dimly lit by the streetlights. They feel like they're inside a large, magnificent snow globe. "This is it, come on," Smith says as he throws his bag over the fence and grabs the side to pull himself over. "What the hell? Why are we jumping the fence?" Nelson asks. "It's all good. The snow will cushion your fall. Just hop over," Smith says and lifts himself over the fence. He lands, making an almost angelic imprint in the snow. "Come on, it's all good," Smith whispers for the others to come over. Both Nelson and Harris toss their bags and jump over the fence. They follow the three-foot-deep tracks of Smith to the back of his neighbors' garage where there is a tarp covering four snowmobiles locked together. "What the hell is this?" Harris says as he watches Smith pull out a pair of bolt cutters from his bag and places them on the chain. "Come on, Houdini. I thought you asked if it was okay to borrow these," Nelson says. Smith puts his arms out with a smile. "Look, guys, they're asleep right now and we'll be back in a couple of hours. I mean, they won't even know they're gone." "What about when we start these things up? It's going to wake them up, Einstein," Harris says. Smith squeezes the bolt cutters and cuts through the chain. " We'll have to just push them through the fence opening and then we can start them," Smith says, looking at them for a better solution. "I mean, if you have a better solution, please let me know because last I checked we're in this together." "Fine. Let's do this," Harris says. They pop the snowmobiles into neutral and push them toward the gate. Nelson looks back at Smith sweating and they continue to push. "It's right there. See the opening?" Smith says as he points to the opening in the gate. They continue to push the snowmobiles through the darkness. The blowing of the snow is getting worse and worse as the time moves on. At the gate, there is a lock that separates them from the outside. Nelson and Harris both look at Smith. "Great. Now what, Houdini?" Nelson says and Smith shakes his head, looking for help from Harris. "Look, I didn't say it would be easy," Smith says as Nelson starts to push his snowmobile back to the garage. "Wait," Harris says. He quickly pulls off his gloves and hands them to Smith who has a new and emerging smile. "If I get frostbite, I'm going to smack you," Harris says as he pulls out a small bottle of inert dusting gas and grabs the bolt cutters from Smith. He holds the inert dusting spray bottle upside down, causing it to be colder than ever, freezing the base of the lock. He takes the bolt cutters and slams them against the bolt. The lock pops off and falls into the snow. Harris opens the gate with the help of the blowing wind and looks back at
Hang on folks, WE are about to get "Supply-Side Refried"..... Trump/the Republicans in Congress are preparing to shaft the American people, again First, they start the fraud that the Koch brothers hereafter KB--a metaphor, and fact, for the 1%] needs more money in the face of the greatest wealth disparity in American history ]-and they want to stuff the pockets of the KB's with a whole bunch of cash including Trump?]-and send the bill to our grandchildren And the most offensive part of this fraud is the bald- faced lie that they are doing it for US-because history has shown that it causes unemployment It's a crock, folks-and we need to SPEAK UP Ref: WHY DID WE LET FLINT ROT INTO DECAY: And Usher In A Trump Presidency?, Amazon/Kindle The Supply-Side scam-started by the Reagan administration in 1980, has a shelf-life of about 7 years before the economy collapses under the weight of this evil scam- to rob America blind]--sending the economy into meltdown, to wit: As it did on October 19, 1987-when the Stock Market lost a quarter of its value on that day-the largest one day decline since the Great Depression; And, the Stock Market crash in the Fall of 2008--on September 29, 2008-with a 777 point loss on that day--the loss of 700,000 jobs a month-and resulting in a staggering 10% unemployment hereafter UE] rate for most of the next year And in both instances, Congress tagged the American people to pay the bill for this corrupt Republican mismanagement or our economy- i.e., the Republican's pandering to PURE GREED-and to pay for their seat in Congress]..... and driving up massive deficits for our grandchildren to pay Because folks, the only way to put a floor under these meltdowns-to stop the hemorrhaging-IS TO BUY OUR WAY OUT
Handsome Rob, Secret Agent. At least until the Lincolnshire government mucked everything up, reactivating his commission in the space fleet.Time for another impossible mission: destroy a secret space station set up by a crime syndicate.Just him. All by his lonesome. Against an entire fleet of criminal warships.Luckily, Handsome Rob knows a guy...or two.Time to get the band back together.Can't Shoot Straight Gang Returns--a new novel set in the Alexandria Station Universe--pits pirates and crime bosses up against the greatest conman of all time, and a few of his friends.Be sure to catch the other Handsome Rob gig, which you'll find in Boundary Shock Quarterly, Issue 3: Grand Theft Starship.
In 1938 Jack Kahane's Obelisk Press published Beadle's last novel, Dark Refuge: an unrecognized modern masterpiece that quickly fell into obscurity despite its literary merit and lyrical beauty. It contains thinly disguised portraits of Modigliani, Max Jacob, Beatrice Hastings, Natalie Clifford Barney, L opold Zborowski, and various other figures who haunted the Parisian demimonde of this period.
In 1915, Charles Beadle had the honor of creating a banned literary novel, A Passionate Pilgrimage, one of ten books blacklisted between 1914 and 1916 by Britain's Circulating Libraries Association. By today's standards, there's nothing lewd, graphic, or obscene in this largely autobiographical confession. But for the Britain of 1915, Beadle's carefree portrayal of casual sensual encounters between an unmarried protagonist ("Jim") and various members of the opposite sex was a literary taboo - especially since it doesn't lead to moral retribution. Instead of suffering a fateful nemesis, Jim is focused on how to express his natural instincts without being waylaid by hypocritical doublethink. He also holds unconventional views regarding marriage, religion, and the forging of a personal life philosophy. Bucking the collective morality, he even empathizes with the plight of sex workers, whom he regards as victims deprived of a better life simply because of a bad roll of the dice. The author's sympathetic portrayal of Jim's romantic relationship with a dark-skinned African native, whom he regards as a more worthwhile companion than her "proper" Victorian counterparts, must have been a difficult pill for the contemporary puritans to swallow. Such notions flew in the face of the "Genteel Tradition" of Anglo-Saxon literature: a convention of "cautious Victorianism" that was about to crumble under fledgling but mounting attacks by courageous authors such as Theodore Dreiser (another censored innovator, with whom Beadle was personally acquainted), who sought to explore the unspoken realities of contemporary life. The upcoming decade of the Twenties would mark a full-frontal assault by the literary giants of the avant-garde; thus, A Passionate Pilgrimage appears at the very cusp of this creative revolution. Drawing directly from personal experience, Beadle affords us a rare glimpse into the underbelly of Victorian society, breaking through the "mind-forg'd manacles" of what was then considered an "acceptable" or "tasteful" tale and exploring points of view that only an anti-Victorian story might dare encompass. With the Obelisk Press publication of his seventh novel, Dark Refuge (1938), he produced an even more provocative chronicle - and one that was also banned in the Anglo-Saxon world due to its brazen portrayal of the Parisian demimonde of the interwar years. Therefore, both of these censored books portray the shifting mores of the times and encompass a major trajectory in the author's life. Newly revised, with over 200 annotations.
