I cannot and will not abide racists and racism. Will it cost me book sales? Absolutely. Will I stop speaking truth to power and calling out racists and racism? NEVER!

We knew better.
Science informed us.
Elders and mentors spoke truth.
Common sense whispered in our ear.

Yet, we did not hear.

About 8 or 9 days to the results of the 🇺🇸 election.
If Mother Nature is watching - and perhaps Gaia is - she is shuddering to her core at the prospect of someone being elected that will accelerate the Anthropocene extinction.
Earth - not Mars - is our home.

You're writing an epic movie about Canada and the 10-word (or fewer) title must include eh, poutine, beaver, and toque.
GO 🇨🇦!

Good evening.
I'm writing again.

A Premier League⚽️ confessional:
"Bless me, Father, for I have shinned."

The Weetabix were just Mini-Wheats. The Corn Flakes were hardly niblets! Even the Rice Krispies were a snap short of a crackle and pop. Yet, he wiped them out! There are few beings more evil than a fledgling cereal killer.

You know someone that has incredible potential and, perhaps, a hidden talent that could enlighten and/or entertain others.
What may be surprising is that person is you!

A Northern Goshawk lighting upon a limb.
A Fox Sparrow seizing seeds from plants at the swale.
A White-Tailed Deer aware of and tolerating my gaze.
Ah, such are the wonders of these mid-autumn days.

In the world of Geiger counters, having a glow on is positively radioactive.

Just posted on Elon's shit site:

In the world of Geiger counters, having a glow on is positively radioactive.

Some people are so phony that they should have a vintage phone cord dangling from their hip and the ringtone on their new device should default to Lily Tomlin's "One Ringy Dingy."

My daily edgy book promo:

I now have a smoke detector upstairs, downstairs, in the hallway, and in both bedrooms, so if my wood heater belches smoke, it becomes quite alarming.

Ethics to the richest men in the world is directionally proportional to the degree of narcissistic twatmuffinage.

The turtles and tropical fish surrounded her, seemingly intoxicated with her bikini beauty and glittering🎶ear buds. Why, even the coral winked and sea grass waved as she passed by. She felt like a Caribbean Queen, but that tends to happen when you're immersed in Billy Ocean.

Are my book promos annoying? I try not to post them too often, but when I do, I seldom get a response. I hope I'm not intruding on your space. If I am, my apologies.

I write books. It keeps me in Ichiban, providing I don't eat more than one serving a day.

"I’m surprised that this thriller isn’t more well known... It’s different than other thrillers I’ve read, and it’s doesn’t feel formulaic. I feel like I’ve read a lot of thrillers that have mirrored each other in some way or another, and I didn’t feel that way with this one."