Our kids need to get out more.
A Ruse?
Our kids need to get out more.
New Release! THE BONE CURSE, A Genre-Bending, Supernatural Medical Thriller
Carrie Rubin has a new book!
Do you believe in the paranormal?
I wish I did. Life would be more fun. But in reality, a ghost could hit me upside the head with a copy of War and Peace and I’d still find a way to explain it. Thanks to my left-brain skepticism and years of science education, a believer in the unseen I am not.
BUT…
That doesn’t mean I don’t find it fascinating, and it doesn’t mean I don’t want to write about it.
The Bone Curse, available today, takes a rational-minded man of science and tosses him into an otherworldly situation, one with curses, dark priests, and Haitian Vodou.
After getting cut by an old bone in the Paris catacombs, a skeptical med student must use the occult to stop a deadly curse and a vengeful priest.
The Hero:
Ben, the main character, is not a perfect guy. He’s a med student…
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Pissing Off Mike Pence
Generally speaking, I’m not a vindictive person.
For example, I would never, and I do mean never ever, fire someone 26 hours before his/her pension vested.
Unless I could do it in a funny way, that is. Then I’d probably be good with that.
John Oliver is a master at pissing people off hilariously. So if you haven’t seen it, watch this:
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Apathetic is pathetic…
Don understands guns and the issues leading to their use and the consequences of using them. He is a cop, and an amazing writer. Stay safe, Don.
Apathy…
It doesn’t seem so long ago that death was something shocking and emotional.
What happened to us?
Several months ago I responded to a house for a baby in distress, but by the time I had arrived, there was no more distress.
The baby was dead.
A formerly healthy two month old baby was dressed in her onesie, laying on her back with her arms to her side, eyes closed as if she was asleep. One could imagine she was asleep, without having to use much imagination.
As teams of first responders made their way through the house, the mother, a teenager herself, pecked away on her phone with enough seeming disinterest that part of me wanted to slap her upside her head. The baby’s grandfather couldn’t wait for all of us to leave, because he had to water his flowers. He left at one point to go and…
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