The closer we get to Charley’s Birthday, the more I want to yell to the sky that I am working as fast and as exact as I possibly can to bring him the present he so richly deserves…JUSTICE.

Last night while driving home from work, I was deep in thought about my Polaroid friend and while checking a number in my Angel book, his photo fell from the pages. Always happy to see him, I acknowledged his sheepish grin and tucked him back in between the pages. A few miles later- another number check and his photo hopped from its second space into my lap. Convinced my Kodachrome’d friend preferred to ride the remainder of the drive with me outside the book- I put it aside and Charley and I drove in the night together.

Thoughts of Roxanne swirl about me these mornings, as we have the autumn chill about us. I worry they are losing their patience with me. That I have yet to deliver the big bang I have promised, but I have a plan. If not able to patiently wade through the process of traditional publishing…I may go the route of E-books. I have already purchased my ISBN number and am ready to go to print once editing is finished.

Do you understand what that would mean, Grim?

It would mean that anybody and everybody could Kindle your ass from now through an eternity and it could be within a matter of just a few weeks. Isn’t that great? You could finally be the star you have been telling folks you are. Weeks, Grim…not months or years…WEEKS. Can you handle the escalated time-frame? I ask, because all of Valdosta is now waiting with baited breath for this story to come to print.  Do you know how many people send me questions about where and when they can buy the book? Can you even imagine how easy it would be to sell your future at $6.00 a pop?  Think man, think! They’ll know about the lie of that night. They’ll know that G was your partner. They’ll know about out the porn, the girls being murdered, the MOT, the money, the diamonds and the massive cover-up that goes all the way to _______________________. Are you ready for all that?

This is just a reminder to you, your other man in Atlanta, Mr. Pocket Protector, Mr. Muddy Boots and the Farmer in the Dell that you all have very little time left in which to broker your own deals. Why? Because, ‘dead men tell no tales…they tell the truth!’


I think I just got my new book title!!!! Thanks, Grim! Ok… copyright, right here.

The title for Charley’s book will now be…




You may need to adjust your glasses, Grim. Not so you can see this title or the path of your destruction more clearly…but because your scar is showing!

5 Responses to “DEAD MEN TELL NO TALES…”

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    The timing is perfect! I will actually be in Valdosta the first weekend in October:)

  2. Bonnie Says:

    I can’t hardly wait!!! Containing myself is getting almost unbearable!!!!

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