Clinton, South Carolina, Wednesday, December 21, 2016, 11:56 a.m.
I needed to get out of the house. I’d been here for most of Monday and Tuesday, writing my next (sixth) novel past 75,000 words and almost to 250 double-spaced pages. I don’t think I’ve written as much in a two-day span since I was closing out my book on Tony Stewart, Rebel without a Cause, back at about this time in 2000.
And that wasn’t fiction. As it was about Tony, a good bit of it was stranger.
I decided I’d reward myself with a nice dinner so I went to Fatz Café, where I ordered the blackened chicken Caesar salad and had the chicken replaced with salmon. I like Fatz Café – it’s the best and only of its kind we’ve got here in town – and dating back to the menu of a café that closed about five years ago, my palate particularly likes the combination of Caesar salad and salmon.
Fatz Café is out on I-26, next to the Hampton Inn, and Clinton High School is conveniently nearby. The Red Devils, girls and boys alike, were playing a high school team curiously representing Greenville Technical College, a charter school or some such, so I swung by. Basketball is difficult to shoot with the camera I own, which leaves me shamed in comparison with other professionals, but I don’t make enough from writing about games, let alone shooting photos, to justify buying anything new. I wanted to experiment with the camera before I’m actually out on assignment bona fide, most likely during the New Year.
I don’t know why I even bothered. I keep trying to find a way to shoot at a higher shutter speed, but I can’t use an aperture small enough to make it work. I’m sure I’ll do what I always do, which is shoot dozens of shots hoping a half dozen or so will be usable.
Clinton dominated both games. The girls won, 55-22, and the boys, 69-51. About all I learned was that Greenville Tech Charter wears blue and is nicknamed Warriors. Once the boys’ game seemed well in hand – the Red Devils raced ahead in the second quarter – I went home to watch an impressive Western Kentucky squad pound Memphis in the Boca Raton Bowl. Tonight Brigham Young plays Wyoming in the fabled San Diego Credit Union Poinsettia Bowl.
Hum baby. Clemson is playing South Carolina in men’s basketball at the same time, so I’ll have something to switch back and forth between.
Presents for grand- nephews and niece should get to the appropriate places on time. Most of the family is nearly broke, so we all take what we can spare and spend it on the young’uns. Maybe I’ll splurge and buy myself a funny tee shirt or something on line.
Stop by L&L Office Supply, 114 North Broad Street, Clinton and buy one of my novels. Buy Cowboys Come Home, Forgive Us Our Trespasses, Crazy of Natural Causes, The Intangibles, and/or a volume of my short stories, Longer Songs. They’re all signed and reasonably priced.
If you’d like me to ship you a signed copy, you can find my address and instructions here. If you want to speed the process up, send me a note and I’ll hook you up with my PayPal account.
Kindle versions – you don’t have to have a Kindle, just a free app for your electronic devices – of most of my books are available here. Note that my third novel, Crazy of Natural Causes, is on Kindle sale at $.99 for the entire month. Links to print copies are below.
Cowboys Come Home is my brand-new, fresh-off-the-press western, a tale of two World War II veterans of the Pacific who come back home to Texas, intent on resuming their cowboy ways.
Forgive Us Our Trespasses is the latest. It’s a tale about a crooked politician who wants to be governor, whatever it takes, and another man trying to stop him. It’s outrageous.
Crazy of Natural Causes is about the fall and rise of Chance Benford, a Kentucky football coach who reinvents himself. It’s original.
The Intangibles is about the South in the 1960s, complete with racial strife, bigotry, resentment, cultural exchange and, of course, high school football.
The Audacity of Dope is the tale of Riley Mansfield, a pot-smoking songwriter turned national hero with a taste for the former and a distaste for the latter.
Longer Songs is a collection of 11 short stories that all began in songs I wrote.
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