A Fall Of Sparrows – Book Review Time! Yes, Five ***** Stars.

Since I have nothing else to do this month (except promote Assault on Saint Agnes) I thought I’d review a fellow author’s book. Lest you accuse me of only happy-happy-joy-joy reviews, you should know I read a lot of books that never get here. Less than four stars and I won’t review it. If it’s on this blog, I really liked it. Mind you, none of that “My publisher asked me to do this” stuff in my house. It’s gotta be good.

A Fall of Sparrows, by Paul J. Bennett.

A Fall of Sparrows

A Fall of Sparrows

Also, since I am fairly lazy, I thought I’d just post my Amazon review of the book. Yeah, I’m like that – why write something twice!

I grabbed this book because it’s from the same publisher as my book. Brand loyalty and all that.

Now, after reading this exceptional tale of courage, honesty, and the touch of The Holy Spirit in one man’s heart, I can’t wait to read more from Paul J. Bennett. As a matter of fact, sitting down and talking with him about this book is on my list of highlights when we have our author’s meeting in August before the Christian Festival for Athanatos Ministries and the press it supports.

I’ve read my share of Civil War books, and this ranks up there with Karl Bacon’s work. I gave Bacon 5 stars for both of his books, and Paul is every bit as engaging.

Much of the story is told in the first person, from the eyes of the Hero. This is a man bedeviled by the real world, seeking the spiritual. He comes to realize that one can either be, or not be, true to his faith.

While the book relies on a Christian viewpoint, and uses the character’s faith to bring home certain points, it is equally a story of the times, abolitionist issues, and the moral dilemma of just war.

Mr. Bennett is a gifted author who’s words flow like the river of life through the work. I aspire to write this well.

I can heartily recommend this book to Civil War buffs, Christian fiction enthusiasts, and anyone who loves a very well told tale.

Free Stuff, Giveaway, No Cost, Etc.

Let’s get serious: I’m trying to give away free stuff and people are just “liking” the posts.

Free audio book versions of Assault on Saint Agnes: (due to a limitation on a script, you have to click on this http://gvwy.io/uveje9d

Free Kindle version, hit this link: https://giveaway.amazon.com/p/e1e7a4c0eb6b3afd

Let me repeat that:

What? You can’t stand my voice? I guess you’d better just settle for the Kindle version give way. That’s right here See, I know you too well. Please do me a favor and share that link with everyone you know in the universe. Or, possibly on Facebook. It’s a random drawing by Amazon.com and they award prizes to every X entrants. More entries means more winners. I like giving them away. Help me spread the word. Here’s the “naked” link for Facebook, Twitter, etc. https://giveaway.amazon.com/p/e1e7a4c0eb6b3afd

I am shocked – thousands see it, hundreds click the link. There’s no catch. You can send the tweet, like the page, whatever the deal is, and then reneg afterward. I’m easy. Some might say more.

Please take the time to enter!

When It Rains You Get Wet. It Also Slakes Your Thirst. Drowns Turkeys, Too.

First, see the previous blog (right below this one) for a couple of giveaway dealies – free audio books of Assault on Saint Agnes and Kindle versions as well. Free as in no cash, but you have to like something or tweet about it. Hey, I need the publicity!

Now we get to the meat of this thing. More like bacon than anything else, and I love bacon. I hope you do as well.

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I’m not going to preach today. You should all be thankful for that. Only one congregation has ever had to listen to me from a pulpit. God and I had a long talk after that stage of my life and we agreed that it was not a place I belong. I beat Him to the punch and said it wasn’t my forte. But there’s a God story unwinding in my life and I’d like to share it with you today.

For the last 13 years (longer, but who’s counting) I’ve aspired to do audio books for a living. I did a bunch of them for Minnesota State Services For The Blind, and while it was the toughest gig I’ve ever auditioned for, it was very rewarding. But there was no money in that volunteer position, and I knew I could do this for real.

I also, for the last six or so years, desired to be a professional author. See the first paragraph! It took a lot of work, and I busted my brain more than once wondering if this was the right thing. But there are now several books with my name on the cover… well, one that’s been published, but there are more on the hard drive. Two have even made it to beta reader stages. Serious stuff.

Yeah, yeah, yeah. So what? The answer is kind of beautiful: after all these years of seeking those fruits, and working very hard on the prayer aspect of it all, God opened the blessing basket and threw some amazing items to me.

In the last two weeks I’ve published my first novel. I’ve released my first audio book. I have to decide whether to write the prequel or the sequel first, as the demand seems to be there. Great reviews are coming in in good numbers. (If you have read it, but not reviewed it, please hop over to Amazon right now, review it, and come back. I’ll wait.)

Also, in the last two weeks, I’ve been signed to do an audio book for another author (publishing house, actually) who heard about me. My voice partner and I will be turning that work out in the next few weeks. So, BOOM, one decade-long goal accomplished in my life.

Professional author stuff: I’ve been asked, tentatively, to write a book for someone else. Yup, perfect job for a spook: ghostwriting. The requirements were writing ability, military experience, and willingness to travel to a third-world country to do research. Nice check if I get the job. Nice person – met them last week. Nothing says professional author like a certified check.

Now, for my friends from NAVESCGRU, quit laughing about my military experience. Yes, I did specialize in telling dirty jokes in Arabic and eating extra meals while at sea. I even managed to make it through basic training without ever firing a weapon. (I think the statute of limitations is over on this, so I’m ratting my Company Commander out. He had something else for me to do on the day my company went to the range for the box to be checked. As he pointed out, I had plenty of weapons experience as a police officer, and going to the range with my smart mouth probably meant I’d wind up in trouble. Instead, I grabbed my courier bag, went to the exchange, had an ice cream soda and smoked some Marlboros. I was mysteriously signed off on all the records as having been qualified to carry a weapon. Yes, in 1984 the Navy sent you for a six hour qualification that consisted, I’m told, of not shooting the guy next to you, firing about twenty rounds of ammo, and making sure there were no spurious holes in anyone’s uniform. That, thankfully has changed. I really did qualify as an expert on the pistol later on, and was qualified to carry a shotgun for the repel boarders team on one ship.)

But so many of the things that happen in the military, and nowhere else, are common to all services, all generations, and all nations. Recruits are recruits, everyone gets yelled at for having their hands in their pockets, and everyone has a story about “that guy from…” in their basic training group. The client needed someone who had lived the life to get his viewpoint. I hope to get the job, and ask you to offer up a prayer to help make that happen.

Now, I’ve gotten wet (worked up the sweat getting here), slaked my thirst (you have all been kind in your reviews and purchases), and have to avoid drowning like a turkey in the rain. So much happening so fast and it’s easy to get overwhelmed. The fact that I’m writing this at 0035 is probably an indication of that fact.

Just wanted to share that good news with all of you. Most of all, I wanted to acknowledge that God controls that faucet.

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Assault on Saint Agnes is now available. Just click this link to find all the options! (I recommend the autographed copy. It’s cheaper than from the big stores, I scribble in it, and you get it mailed within 5 days. We all win.

When you finish reading any book (especially mine) please review it at www.amazon.com, www.barnesandnoble.com, and www.goodreads.com. Your review increases the chances of someone looking for a new book greatly. Authors appreciate your review, even if it is just “I thought this was a good read and will give it to my dog to chew.” Those few words, and a 1-5 rating, make or break how the search engines find us. Thanks in advance.

Another Train Wreck Of A Blog, But With Free Stuff!11!!11!

Today’s blog promotes Assault on Saint Agnes. It also talks about Stormy the Shetland Sheepdog. Hauling gravel, nice sales people, and Sidney Poitier are also included. At the very end we give some stuff away. Or, maybe that’s up front. I’m not sure any more. You have to read the thing to figure it out. Kind of random, no? Nothing new to the usual readers. But lots of new people are here this week. To all of you I bid welcome!

Please follow me on Twitter, and “Like” the Facebook author page. Don’t forget to subscribe (the box is on the right side of the page) to be eligible for free e-books and other benefits! Oh yeah – grab a copy of Assault on Saint Agnes if you’re of a mind.

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Who am I kidding? Many of you are here because of the book. That means it’s time to give away some free stuff. Let’s start with the audio book giveaway.

a Rafflecopter giveaway

See? That was easy. I hope you buy the book. I hope you buy the audio book. I hope you like the Facebook page and follow me on Twitter. I hope a lot of things. I do know that someone will win those audio book files. Get cracking. (Yes, you do have to do something to win. It’s free only in that you don’t have to cough up cash. I’m sneaky that way.)

Now, on to the rest of this blog.

Last night we experienced another first at the house: Stormy hopped up and snuggled in for no reason at all. For new readers, Stormy is my rescue dog/beloved Sheltie. She’s about 11, has major anxiety issues, scared of anything loud, and wouldn’t come near me for a few months when we adopted her. (Quit laughing in the back. Yes, you the cryptologic types. I am a changed fellow and shouldn’t scare dogs anymore.)

Why is this a big deal? Because it means she’s getting closer to our goal of being totally relaxed around us. Her time spent hiding is down to almost nothing, and she returns to the room right away after most noises. If you’ve ever had an animal in your life who was abused/neglected, you will glow knowing how good it feels for them to feel safe. Hopping on my bed, unnoticed, without any thunderstorm activity is a huge deal. It feels like we’re almost there…

Sidney Poitier. Just watched an old movie, A Patch of Blue. Once again, I marvel at his amazing skills on camera. Handsome, articulate, great facial expressions – the whole package. What a pleasure to watch.

Sunday I had major errands to run, including obtaining some sound-proofing material for the room in which I record. Not only was the sales clerk at Home Depot a nice young woman, but she aimed me right at the place to buy my room dividers. (A blanket thrown over the top allows me to muffle the sound from the street when I record. Way cheaper than building temporary walls.)

Off I went to At Home. Wowsers. More stuff than I’d ever want to look at, but they had almost a dozen room dividers to look at. (Yeah, I know …. don’t end a sentence…) Good prices. Best of all, the Svengali at the checkout somehow knew I was a veteran. (The Casper Society ballcap was a giveaway.) She gave me a very nice 10% discount.

Finally, gravel. With the destruction of the house next door I was forced to put up a privacy fence. That meant either I’d have to weed whip it for the next ten years, or put a gravel base around it. Since the demolition had scrabbed away my lawn on that side of the house, the area for the gravel was already there for us to use. When I say “us” I mean my friend who did 99% of the work. It looks great. Kind of. Dang it, we were at least a cubic yard short.

Today I went to Leitner’s, my local spot for all things garden/rock/cement/paver. Not only did they steer me to the right way to get the gravel, but they gave me a good price on the delivery. And showed up within the 1/2 hour with it on the truck.

Today (Tuesday) I will be the fat, sweaty guy in the yard moving rock. Some said, in my younger years, that I was destined to work breaking rocks. This is as close as I plan to get. Now, get yourself over to that rafflecopter.com thingie and get yourself an audio book for free.

What? You can’t stand my voice? I guess you’d better just settle for the Kindle version give way. That’s right here See, I know you too well. Please do me a favor and share that link with everyone you know in the universe. Or, possibly on Facebook. It’s a random drawing by Amazon.com and they award prizes to every X entrants. More entries means more winners. I like giving them away. Help me spread the word. Here’s the “naked” link for Facebook, Twitter, etc. https://giveaway.amazon.com/p/e1e7a4c0eb6b3afd

Come back later this week for some actual blogging. I’m sure by Thursday something will have stuck in my craw. Until then, be blessed.
 

Assault on Saint Agnes is now available. Just click this link to find all the options! (I recommend the autographed copy. It’s cheaper than from the big stores, I scribble in it, and you get it mailed within 5 days. We all win.

When you finish reading any book (especially mine) please review it at www.amazon.com, www.barnesandnoble.com, and www.goodreads.com. Your review increases the chances of someone looking for a new book greatly. Authors appreciate your review, even if it is just “I thought this was a good read and will give it to my dog to chew.” Those few words, and a 1-5 rating, make or break how the search engines find us. Thanks in advance.

Yesterday Marked A Decade Of Loss In My Life. But For The First Time It Feels Better.

Some readers, and friends, have no doubt wondered why my novel Assault on Saint Agnes was dedicated to CTI1 Peter Craig. Why not my wife? Or my mom? Or my high school wrestling coach. (I didn’t wrestle. Just thought I’d throw that in for some reason.)

Steal this picture for your Facebook post.

Steal this picture for your Facebook post.


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The simple fact of the matter is that Peter holds a special place in my heart. It’s hard for civilians to understand what it means to be taken under the wing of a senior in the service, to have them mentor you, protect you, train you and trust you. More importantly, if you face danger together, and come out stronger for the experience, nothing will ever break that bond. I’m not trying to glorify my role in the United States Navy, but the fact is that we did some very unusual things in my little group of bandits. Peter Craig gets the credit for my making it out of the far end alive, and the crews that went with me. He did a good job in training a very green Third Class Petty Officer in the arcane art of compartmentalized projects. He also taught me that Nutella on toast and Spanish cigarettes can be a suitable breakfast. Perhaps, most importantly, he taught me that you don’t have to be Japanese to be a ninja.

I was able this year, for the first time, to think about this sad anniversary without coming apart. I still shed a tear, but it wasn’t the end of the world. Instead I felt good that I honored the man with my book. He’d laugh really hard at Bobby Kurtz, and what a close resemblance he bears to me. He’d abuse me for lofty opinions of what we did and what dangers there were in our lives. But at the end of the day, he’d still be my friend Pete. The man who took me below the ocean’s surface the first time. The man I spent almost every hour with for a month. The man who gave me a run for my money on steak & lobster night after our mission was over. The man who trained me right, and taught me to honor my nation and myself.

I can never ask God to provide a better Sea Daddy. He gave me the perfect one to begin with in 1986.

peters final resting placePeter school photo

Peter C. Craig

Peter C. Craig

Please take a moment to click the link and read about my friend Peter. I’m proud of what I wrote back in 2006 and hope it brought a smile to his soul.

Monday we resume the shilling of the book. Be ready for some serious give-away events. Today, take care of your friends and family with depression. It is the nastiest disease around.

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Assault on Saint Agnes is now available. Just click this link to find all the options! (I recommend the autographed copy. It’s cheaper than from the big stores, I scribble in it, and you get it mailed within 5 days. We all win.

When you finish reading any book (especially mine) please review it at www.amazon.com, www.barnesandnoble.com, and www.goodreads.com. Your review increases the chances of someone looking for a new book greatly. Authors appreciate your review, even if it is just “I thought this was a good read and will give it to my dog to chew.” Those few words, and a 1-5 rating, make or break how the search engines find us. Thanks in advance.

Goodreads Book Giveaway

Assault on Saint Agnes by Joseph Courtemanche

Assault on Saint Agnes

by Joseph Courtemanche

Giveaway ends May 02, 2016.

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