5/1/2017
The other day a feather!
Yesterday an angel song!
Today I turn 59…
I know!
How the hell did I get here so quickly and where will life take me from here?
Well, let’s see…
Before I look forward, let me take just a second to look back and thank both the universe and those I love and who love me, for all the support and joy they have brought to my world. Gratitude, my dear readers, is only half of everything…forgiveness is the other half! That being said, let me also thank all those people who treated me with less respect than deserved or were unkind in either word or thought against me…those of you who used or casually wrote me in or out of your life, according to what I could or could not provide for you…why? Because each of you contributed to the person I have become and for that, there can be no regrets. At 59, I am fearless and motivated…hungry for life and happy for its blessings…blessed with gifts I may not have tapped into if all of life had gone perfectly smooth or wonderfully uneventful.
No longer the naive young child or the chatty coquette, I am still number 7…still the dream trader…the seeker of the unknown and the matronly warrior who now follows both her gut and her dreams without doubt or delay. Could I have said this twenty years ago? Not really. I was who I was, but things were in the process of being revealed to me and while I prayed for greater insight and earth shattering changes…I never expected the lessons to come through the form of death.
The death of my parents brought me to places I could have never imagined and placed me on a divine path that has served my psyche well and now, serves others even better through my writing. Their death also brought me to other people’s deaths…victims.
Working on cold case murders and diving headlong into another’s pain, helped me to more effectively cope with my own and I am grateful to both dead and alive for allowing this process to bring me adventures beyond my wildest imagination.
Want to know more about what this process has brought me?
Go to Amazon.com and look up my novels…
The Danburg Diary
The Thin Gray Line: A true Crime Investigative Memoir
Lords of the Harvest: A True Crime Investigative Memoir
Aging is awesome; it provides you with a sense of divine timing and gives you the gift of intuition and a lessened level of tolerance for wasting one’s time…no more Mrs. Milktoast! The game is on and so it’s no longer useful to be patient, while others twiddle their thumbs and either hide or protect their secrets! So, Columbus, Georgia… Boston, Chicago, Oakland-California, Texas, Colorado, Florida, and many, many more places…you had better hang onto your hats because this latest novel is about to rock your world!
As for the killers? Time for you to know the circle is closing in on you. Those who could protect you are no longer effective or alive. Those who claimed they were dead, are being watched and so while you make light of your perceived feigned vulnerability and chortle about your sly deceptions …I laugh at your naivete.
Have you read the book yet? No?
Let’s talk about the following! How do these words hit you?
Columbia…red…green…ligatures…maps…Boston….Atlanta…stranglings…Zodiac…red shorts…green shirts…Coyote Road…San Fransisco…Oakland…Vancouver… poets…fools…landscapers… California…triangles…The Mikado…Texas…Maine…Michigan…Memphis…boys… girls… bicycles…wires…ropes…pink roses…butcher knives… blue plates and white dogs!
The game is over boys! How about we just cut to the chase?
Want to know who the Columbus Stocking Strangling killers really are, Columbus, Georgia?
READ THE BOOK!
LORDS OF THE HARVEST: A TRUE CRIME INVESTIGATIVE MEMOIR
Aint it awesome being 59 and talking to the dead!?
Watch your doorsteps, boys…maybe I’ll just send you an autographed complimentary copy of the book and you’ll realize before you’ve even finished the first page…I gotcha!
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