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20 books on my bookshelf you should read

20 books on my bookshelf you should read.

**DISCLAIMER** Some of the links in this post are affiliate links and I do earn a small commission from them.

So, like a lot of people right now I have a lot of time on my hands. What does a book lover do when they have too much time on their hands? Rearrange the books shelves of course!

As I was sitting there with stacks of worlds gathered around me, I thought of another thing that people who read and write do when they have time on their hands. I’m going to write a blog post of books I have that I love and thing are important.

So here are twenty titles. I have read every one. They are ones I loved or felt changed by after reading.

Brave New World

The Holographic Universe

Fahrenheit 451

Oryx and Crake

The Gunslinger

Paradox Bound

The Denial of Death

Wool

Real Magic

Fingerprint of the Gods

Marabou Stork Nightmares

Fight Club

Duma Key

The Stand

Somewhere in Time

Dark Matter

The Night Circus

The Ignored

At the Mountains of Madness

1984

Happy Reading! I hope you enjoy these titles.

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Sample from my latest, Ding Dong Ditch

A sample from my new Night Portals story, Ding Dong Ditch

He walked back to the door. This time his hands were no longer shaking, and the pain in his chest was almost nonexistent. The confidence he’d felt drained out of him as he got closer. He heard scratching like the crazy lady was running her fingernails down the door. Everything about     this is wrong, Edgar thought. But anger and the notion of revenge won out, as it always did sooner or later with him. He once again put his trembling hand on the doorknob and slowly unlocked the deadbolt with his other. 

His hand was slick with sweat, and his palm slid around the surface of the doorknob.

“Oh, what the hell?” Edgar wiped his hand on the front of his shirt. Once again, he steadied his hand on the knob. Edgar watched as his hand turned the doorknob and pulled the door open. Light seeped into the dark entryway, as Edgar opened the door only a crack.

Something banged hard against the door and started to push. The door smacked Edgar in the nose, instantly bringing tears to his eyes. He struggled, trying hard to close it on whatever was outside. Edgar could barely see through the tears and sweat that had clouded his vision. He blinked a couple of times, and his stinging eyes cleared a little.

Edgar didn’t want to look through the crack of the door. His eyes focused there against his will. The hand was green from the grave. It was hard to believe that it ever was covered in healthy skin at one time, but there were patches of discolored flesh that looked like they had once held the pigment of something that had once been alive.

“Come out, Edgar, we need to talk to you about the good word. We need to tell you that there is no God, only darkness.”

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Book one of my Pool Series is free!

Book one of my Pool Series is free. 01/23/2020

So, the way I originally released this book was in three installments. I later turned it into an omnibus.

The Pool is about a family that is traveling across the United States on a sight seeing trip. That happen upon a sleepy little town with an old motel that has a pool in the center of the parking lot. Weird things start to happen to the family. The story rolls out before you with a shocking end.

I put the first book up for free. The other two can be purchased on Amazon. Or you can buy all three with the omnibus. Links are below.

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Reads for slight inebriation and water. Top 10 summer reads

Hey there friends. Another season is upon us. The season of sunburns, long car rides, and cocktails next to large or small bodies of water. What makes a day basking in the hot sun better? Well a book silly. Like you even had to ask.

In the spirit of summer reads, I have compiled a list that transcends genres, explores the deep inner workings of your mind, and amazes you with worlds of wonder not yet explored. Yes. These reads really are that good. If you don’t want your mind BLOWN! Do not read a word from these books. ****DISCLAIMER**** These are in no particular order of awesomeness they just simply are awesome.

The Gunslinger, by Stephen King

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Read the book before you see the movie. But even if you see the movie before you read the book you’ll be good. Because judging by the trailer, the movie is nothing like the book. Read The Dark Tower Series Here

Tools of Titans, by Tim Ferriss

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Want to learn the secrets of highly functioning people? Tim brings you the goods, with his special brand of answering questions. From the guy who brought you The our Hour Work Week

Hillbilly Elegy, by J.D. Vance

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A personal story of poverty, and perseverance, from an uncommon origin. J.D. Vance exposes and ongoing crisis. This book will make you think twice before you label people.

American Gods, by Neil Gaimen

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The Starz show is good, but it is not going to do this book justice. This book is a long one from one of the best fantasy writers out there.

Stories of your life and Others, by Ted Chiang

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This is a short story compilation from one of the best. Ted Chiang know how to set a mood. Story of your Life was the story that the movie Arrival was based on.

The Quantum Ghost, by Jonathan Ballagh

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A fun read that will make you think about reality in a different way. Mr. Ballagh is a very talented writer.

Tales from the Canyons of the Damned  Omnibus #1, by Daniel Arthur Smith, and various authors.

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I am not just choosing this one because my story Float is in it. This first Canyons Omnibus is chock full of entertaining stories that seemed to have been made for lounging by the pool. Pool? Did somebody say Pool?

The Pool, by Ernie Howard

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I did choose this one because it’s my book, and hey. It’s pretty good!

Six String, by Stefan Bolz

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Mr. Bolz main character will hook you into her plight. Make sure you wear lots of sunscreen, because you will lose track of time and get one heck of a sunburn when you read this.

Writer’s Block, by Hank Garner

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When Hank isn’t doing his successful podcast, he is writing about a guy and his magical typewriter. I recommend this one for a nice evening on the lake.

I wish you pleasant nights and awesome reading. Have a good summer, and be sure to sign up for my newsletter here.

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The Life of Ants

So this is what I am going to do. My story, The Life of Ants that is coming out May 19th, will be followed by “The Life of Ants, The Hybrid.” I will be releasing this series as episodes every couple of months or so. The story follows Gram, and Robin. Two people who have seen a mysterious orb their whole lives. They finally decide to follow the weird circle and end up changing human history, and evolution. Is it for the better? Well that is for you, The Reader, to figure out.

Here is a sample paragraph of The Life of Ants episode 1

THIS IS NOT A FULLY EDITED SAMPLE

“The hum started under his feet. Subtle at first, a tickle between the toes but quickly it built to a controlled vibration. The rusty walls shimmered with each shake. Gram rubbed his eyes, not sure if he was hallucinating again. The vibration intensified, making Gram’s head shake. His eyes bounced in their sockets and everything appeared fuzzy with rounded corners.

A light shined through the holes on the floor of the box car, making it a solid white color. The whiteness climbed up the walls like milk that had been recently spilled. The white light lit up the car. Gram squinted his eyes against the brilliance of the Train cars walls.

The sudden urge to bolt for the door welled up inside of him but when he looked to his right, the rusty door was no longer there. It was replaced with just more white light. Where there had once been an old latch door handle was now a smooth white surface that seemed to flow, and breath, as if the walls were alive. The size of the box cars interiors shifted from a confined space to a vast hall, and back again. The train cars walls rolled in and out like waves of the ocean, making Gram dizzy. Gram pushed the panic that was trying to force its way into his head out. He needed to be calm. After everything that had happened what did he expect by following a circle of light into the desert. He thought. There was no point in panicking, Gram figured he was here for the duration of whatever this display was. He was supposed to be here. He was supposed to see. He was chosen.”

Get The Life of Ants and The Life of Ants, The Hybrid 

The LifeofAnts       Get the first episode                                                                    The Hybrid        Get the second episode

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My new story, The Light Through the Water

For a long time I have been thinking about what actually happens after we shuffle off this mortal coil. Do we go to Heaven like most Christians believe, are we reincarnated? Does nothing happen, do we simply turn off? Or are we eternal

My new story The Light Through the Water is almost done. You can Pre Order it here and it will be downloaded on your Kindle July 22nd.

It’s a story that I’ve been working on for quite sometime now and it has put me through the ringer. I think I write stories that have a certain tone, and this one is no different, sometimes stories that are closer to you are the hardest to write. The stories that you put a bit of yourself into. Which made it harder to write about then my story of the droid in A World Without.

For a long time I have been thinking about what actually happens after we shuffle off this mortal coil. Do we go to Heaven like most Christians believe, are we reincarnated? Does nothing happen, do we simply turn off? Or are we eternal… Do we never die because this reality is an illusion, as Einstein said when he tried to console a sister of one of his friends:

Now he has departed from this strange world a little ahead of me. That means nothing. People like us, who believe in physics, know that the distinction between past, present, and future is only a stubbornly persistent illusion. —Albert Einstein (1879-1955) in a letter of condolence to the sister of an old friend, March 1955. Quoted in Disturbing the Universe (1979), Freeman Dyson, p. 193

I can get my head around what Einstein said, but when I think of these things, my opinion is, I don’t know, and certainly nobody else knows either. The Light Through the Water is a work of fiction that displays one potential outcome of the subject. When you read it I hope you like it dear reader. I hope it gets you thinking like it did me. Pre order it now.

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Pre Order now, and get it on your Kindle July 22nd

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Write Something! : You have been lied to. Writers Block doesn’t exist.

First chapter of my new book Write Something!

Why you should read this book

One of my first memories with writing, was of seeing my mother sitting at our kitchen table leaning over her typewriter. She wrote screenplays, and when she wasn’t working her butt off to put food on the table, she directed plays at a local children’s theater. I always got bit parts in Pinocchio, and The Legend of Sleepy Hallow. Alas, my career as an accomplished actor was never to be, I was horrible at it. I had no desire to be an actor, I enjoyed the backstage, I liked reading the script, more than I liked acting out the script. At a certain point in my young life, I realized that I wanted to write the scripts. I wanted to come up with my own stories, I wanted to get lost in my own worlds.

I used to sit and stare at my mom as she wrote for hours, churning out page after page. She was unstoppable, she connected words into sentences like a machine. One day the table would be devoid of paper, and by the next day there’d be a stack that seemed to reach for the ceiling. In a week or so, she would be looking at a first draft. My Mom was a writer! I wanted to be like my mom, I wanted to write. I mean what little kid sits and watches somebody write? My mom, in her infinite wisdom picked up on that and gave me one of her notebooks to write my masterpiece.

I was filled with a sense of pride as I sat at table with my mom and wrote my first story. It was about Star Wars, and it would be more awesome than the original. I was writing fan fiction before fanatical fiction was even a thing, I was pretty progressive if I do say so myself… My notebook filled with my small vocabulary, (hey I was seven years old.) I would adapt my story into a play, complete with props made of grocery bags, and moving boxes. My niche was found, I had a clear grasp on what I wanted to do with my life. Those were great days, writing was my escape when I didn’t have any friends. Sometimes it was my therapist on days when I had no one to talk with. As I got older, a way to unload my mind of all the dramas that had happened throughout the day. Writing became my identity.

I think I still have the notebook somewhere. Considering I can never throw away anything I have written down on a piece of paper, (I might need that notebook someday, don’t judge!) Boxes of my writing that will never see the light of day sit mouldering in my garage. Reading books and writing were always second nature, much like it is with you. I never had to work hard with writing, the words I could pluck out of thin air. I didn’t know where they came from, they would just pop into my head, and I would write them. I never had to sit down in front of a computer screen or a piece of paper and think until my brain turned to mush. Until one day about three years ago, my writing turned on me. My friend for years had left me cold and alone, in a state of shock. My computer had turned into Medusa. If I stared long enough it would freeze me in mid sentence. For the first time in my life I was experiencing what those “other writers” called Writers Block.

I woke up just like any other day, ate my breakfast and sat down to write, and nothing came out. After a few minutes of just sitting in frustration I got up from the computer, dismissing my lack of writing on being preoccupied about something. After about three months of this I became scared. Writing would come in fits and starts and that flow that I had experienced all my life had escaped me. I asked myself many scary questions over those three months. Would I ever be able to write again? What would I do other than writing? Did I have a damn brain tumor? After writing numerous words a day, and a blog post on any given day, I was down to a trickle of words. The anxiety of never being able to write again had me in its grip. Whether I liked this situation or not, writers block was here to stay. Unless I did something proactive to cast this curse away.

For months I rambled around the Internet trying to find any articles on Writers Block. Why does this happen? What were the causes? I needed answers! All I found were sympathetic blog posts, stupid memes of people pulling their hair out, and goofy ideas on how to get rid of this dreaded block. I came to realize that no one who writes wanted to talk about writers block, almost like football players never want to go see another injured teammate in the hospital. The writers I encountered, just wanted to give it a label and be done with it. Giving no advice to the person experiencing the Writers Block. Giving not being able to write, a label does nothing for the person experiencing Writers Block. Getting them to realize that Writers Block isn’t one thing all to it’s own helps a writer! Writers Block as one thing does not exist, it’s many things that stop you from writing. Once you can see these specific anxieties for what they are, you can do something about them, and get back to your writing.

Over the next month, I narrowed these causes down to 6 major factors that make up Writers Block, and created a system to deal with them, so I could get my words back on the page. It was slow at first, but going deep into my mind and figuring out why I wasn’t writing did more for me than the vague blog post ever did. The system I used I will share with you in the coming pages. I call what I did a system, but it’s just a group of no nonsense exercises that are very easy to use when Writers Block rears its ugly head, rendering you paralyzed. These exercises will open your mind, and dissolve the block so to speak.

As a writer like you, I can sympathize on how frustrating it can be to see the words are accumulating in your head, but they won’t go from your brain to the page. It’s a desperate feeling, almost like walking around a dark room without a flashlight. I teach you how to fashion a flashlight out of thin air, and show you that the flashlight has always been waiting for you in that dark room you call your mind. My writing came back because of these exercises, and now I always have a flashlight when I am in the dark with my writing. I am back to writing when ever I want, and how much I want. Which is a good thing. Because if you’re like me writing is a big part of your life. The road back from a trickle to a rhythm and flow took a little while, but it was worth it.

So, I am just like you. I question myself, I sometimes lack faith in my writing. I toil night and day over something I have written. The best advice will always come from someone who has experienced what you have experienced, and come out on the other end with a new passion for their skill. I have experienced all the things in this book to the fullest degree, and I am still writing, still creating. You are no different, but sometimes in life we need someone to tell us it’s going to fine, you will get through this.

This book is for you. From students racking their brains at night trying to write a term papers, to the aspiring fiction and nonfiction author who wants to finish that book that nags at them every time they see that pile of notes sitting on their desk. Your writing yells out at you to finish, but you just can’t seem to get around to it. This book is for the writer that lies awake at night dreaming of that story they know will be great if they could just get it down on paper.

Everything is writing. Anything that has seen the light of day on this Earth had to be drummed up in someones mind and written down on a piece of paper. You need to get back into the game… The words you write are important to our collective culture. If you have ever struggled with writing please read this book. I wrote it for you.

Want to read more? Write Something is available For purchase on Amazon. Click here

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Free Book! My book Walter is free on Amazon right now!

My book Walter is free on Amazon until the 28th of April. Read all about Walter, and his mysterious friend The Man.

alterWalter is an odd boy. To say he is not like the other kids is an understatement. Being odd doesn’t win you many friends, nor does it give you anonymity. Kids can be mean… Walter doesn’t care what the other kids do or say to him, because he knows a horrible secret. Walter knows when the world is going to end.
The apocalypse is coming The only people that can save the human race is a young boy, and a mysterious man from the stars.
Walter is Book one in Ernie Howard’s Apocalyptic Young Adult series.

It will be free until the 28th of April. Give it a read!

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Flash Fiction “Peephole”

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James didn’t believe he deserved any of the things in his apartment. The big screen TV sitting on the solid oak entertainment center was a constant reminder of how he didn’t deserve to be alive. His chest moving up and down was a constant reminder. He didn’t deserve to be alive after what he had done. Not after the screeching tires broken glass, blood, and the screams. Oh god the screams. The screams woke him up at night.

Everyone told him it wasn’t his fault, even his parents. But every time he looked into their eyes he saw how they felt. It was there. The place behind their eyes, as obvious as a blinking light. “You killed her.” It said. “You killed our baby girl, you killed your sister.” Non of the late night crying sessions with his mother, or the reassuring pats on the back from his father made the blinking light go away.

Sara never wanted to wear her seatbelt. James never made her. She was 20 years old and an adult, at least on paper. Gone were the days of being big brother. He wished he had endured the eye roll and made her wear the damn thing. He relived that moment backing out of the drive way every day for the last 2 years, going over every detail, the sun setting, his sisters hair blowing across her face, the flash of the truck bumper, the screams, and then silence. He couldn’t relive that moment anymore, and he wasn’t going to. The gun he purchased a day ago would remedy that. One bullet and things would be set right. One pull of the trigger and the agonizing guilt would be laid low like the bad guy in a spaghetti western.

The gun sat like a brick in the palm of his hand as he raised it to his temple. He felt a lightness come over him. In two years he hadn’t felt this good. This is right, he thought.

He almost pulled the trigger when he heard the knock at the door. The suddenness of the rap left him confused for a second and made him think the gun had gone off and ended his miserable life. He looked around the room, and everything was as it was. James got up from the couch and walked like a zombie to the door. He leaned his head against the hard wood, exhausted by just a few feet. He contemplated going back to the couch and getting on with it.

The door vibrated against his head as he leaned. His desperate feeling turning to anger. He looked through the peephole. The image on the other side of the door wavered as James’ eye adjusted finally focusing on a face he had not seen in 2 years. His sisters face looked perfect. Beautiful like he always remembered. He sighed and opened the door, not glancing back at the physical deed done. Not looking at the wreckage that laid on the couch clutching cool hard steel.

If you liked this story, you can purchase my short story, “A World Without” on Amazon. Just click the image.

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10 reasons to turn off your TV

Your life is clicking by you one second at a time. Those goals you had yesterday are still rattling around in your head today. You tell yourself all you need is time. Your missing time with your kids, friends, and loved ones and you still tell yourself you wish you had more time. You do. TURN OFF YOUR TV.

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1) Your life is clicking by you one second at a time. Those goals you had yesterday are still rattling around in your head today. You tell yourself all you need is time. Your missing time with your kids, friends, and loved ones and you still tell yourself you wish you had more time. You do. TURN OFF YOUR TV.

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2) TV has always been a way to control the hearts and minds of the masses. The powers that be are using you. They look at you as a mindless consumer/voter/taxpayer. You watch your “Programs” while they program you. TURN OFF YOUR TV.

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3) Life is about experiencing it. Your life. Not the lives of mindless idiots who air their dirty laundry for everyone to see, and who you feel you relate to. Lets hope you don’t. TURN OFF YOUR TV.

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4) The news is not informative, and it is not news. It is entertainment, it has always been entertainment, and it is fear based. The news would have you believe that everyone is out to get you, your family, your things, and your freedom… But the reality is the great majority of people are just like you. How could they not be like you! They have TV’s and they are fed the same bullshit you are fed everyday. Most people want a little bit of peace and happiness. TURN OFF YOUR TV.

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5) Commercials are designed to hit on your emotion centers, and are fear based as well. Buy this crap and you’ll be beautiful! Purchase this car and you’ll be just like the Jones. You want to be like the Jones don’t you? What they don’t tell you is that the Jones don’t exist and if they did, you would hear about how Mr and Mrs Jones got into a fight and are getting a divorce, and little Bobby Jones is crying himself to sleep at night. There is no competition between you or anyone. And if you think there is… You watch to much TV. TURN OFF YOUR TV. 

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6) You were not put on this planet to mindlessly stare at a box with moving pictures. Consuming and competing with the people around you. But TV tells you to drink the soda/beer, Cheer for this team, or hey did you hear who won on that dancing, or singing show (art is not a competition by the way). Your life is ticking by my friends. Turn the game off and actually throw the football with your kids. In the spirit of camaraderie, and physical fitness. But do it mainly just to spend time with the people you love. TURN OFF YOUR TV.

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7) You learn very little from watching other people do things. You have to experience things up close and personal while doing them with an open mind. If you want to know how to live off the land, you have to be taught in person while you are doing it. You will not learn how to do that by watching a marathon of Survivor Man Reruns. TURN OFF YOUR TV.

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8) “Well I watch TLC, or the History channel.” Wanna know how screwed TV is? To actually watch quality shows on those two channels you have to pay for the premium TLC, and History channel. The regular old TLC plays Honey Boo Boo these days. TURN OFF YOUR TV.

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9) TV lowers your attention span so much that the average person cannot stay focused for one damn minute these days. And it isn’t good for your kids. Little Jimmy is not doing horrible in school because he is a genius and hes bored. Hes doing horrible in school because he watches to much TV (and plays to many damn video games, but that’s a whole other blog post) and has the attention span of a jack rabbit on crack! Do little Jimmy a favor, have him go outside and use his imagination. Or god forbid you could have him read a book! TURN OFF YOUR TV.

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10) Leaving the TV on when you sleep can alter your dreams! You’re not only affected by it when you are awake, but when you’re sleeping! TV was made to program you into a subservient, tax paying slave. It was made so you don’t question, and think for yourself. It was made so you wouldn’t see the infinite power and intelligence you hold inside of you, just waiting to get out. TURN OFF YOUR TV.

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The seconds are clicking by in your life. On average most Americans watch four hours of television a day. 4 hours X 365 = 1460 hours a year. That is roughly 60 days of your life you are devoting to people who tell you what to consume into your body, what to wear, how to act, how to talk, your moral compass etc… Do you not think that the powers that be would take advantage of that?

Think of all the things you could do with that time… You could change your life.

My grandparent’s house

My grand parents house.

Ernie Howard's Night Portals

I remember someone saying once, an author I think, that you always go back to a certain place in your writing. A moment in time or a building in my case. That building is my grandparent’s house.

A house I remember vividly over any other. Mainly because it was a haunted house.

You don’t believe me? It had all the requirements.:

  1. It was very old. It was one of those Minneapolis houses that the city had built itself around it. The house absorbed all that history. The good and the bad.
  2. Someone had shed their mortal coil in the confines of the house. This was a juicy tidbit that I and my sisters used in many late-night ghost story scaring sessions.
  3. It had a basement complete with dirt floors and only a single bulb. This was the room where the “fudgesicles” and orange soda were, of course. If you got…

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It has been a long ten years with this book.

Together We Cross the River

Ernie Howard's Night Portals

I started writing Together We Cross the River in the summer of 2010. I lived in San Diego at the time and my life was very different than it is today. Today it’s better, but I did have more time to write back then.

My father had died about 2 years before and all the memories of him and who he was came flooding back. The father Jeff meets in the afterlife is based loosely on my dad.

This story came in a rush and I wrote most of it very quickly but I always felt like it was missing something. Finally, something clicked a few months back and here we are. It was the book that basically showed me I could be an author.

This book is something I’m very proud of and I’m so glad to present it to you. Together We Cross the River is live on…

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Sample from, We Are Mist, a Night Portals Short Story

Sample from my latest, We are Mist.

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Sample from my latest, We Are Mist, live on Amazon.

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“Macy girl, did I ever tell you about the time I wiped out a whole cornfield with an Indian motorcycle?” Pops said.

She’d heard the story probably a hundred times. Always told with different variations. Sometimes there had been oil on the road. Sometimes Pops had been chased by a motorcycle gang called the Lords of Darkness. Once Pops had even told her that the motorcycle had been so hot, it made popcorn. This particular one Macy had loved the most because it was the wildest one, and it was the one he told the loudest. Pops would act out the slide of his crash and then pretend he was the corn popping under the heat of the motorcycle. He’d fling his arms all over the place and jump up and down until Macy would laugh so hard no…

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5 Indie Authors you should be reading

5 Indie Authors you should be reading

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**DISCLAIMER** Some of the links in this post are affiliate links and I do earn a small commission from them.

So it is day something the fortyteenth of quarantine. Have you read any good books yet?

If you have or if you haven’t, it might be time to get into one. Find a new favorite author. I got five more for your reading pleasure.

These authors are not in order of badassery. I simply numbered them because my post is always 5 and I’m keeping with tradition. I hope you find one you like. Here’s five more indie authors you should be reading.

Happy Reading My Friend!

5) Benjamin Smith

My book pick: Atlas

4) Ron Starke

My Book Pick: Slab Steele and the Venusian Exchange

3) Anna Rose

My Book Pick: Luci: Rhoades to Hell

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5 Indie Authors you should be reading

5 more indie author’s you should be reading.

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**DISCLAIMER** Some of the links in this post are affiliate links and I do earn a small commission from them.

I hope this post finds you as well as you can be at this time.

One of the things that helped me through hard times was reading. Reading provided a cheap way to escape when things were not going great in my reality. I would say that you feel the same way.

So, I asked some of my friends if they had any free or lower-priced books that they could let me put up on my blog. And guess what? It was an overwhelming response that left me speechless and humbled.

So in the next few days, maybe even weeks, I’ll be sharing five authors and their books.

Here’s my first five. Stay safe and healthy my friend. Happy Reading!

5) DaKiara

My book pick: Falling in love with Poetry

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Night Portals Boxed set is Free

Night portals Boxed Set is free right now.

Ernie Howard's Night Portals

**DISCLAIMER** Some of the links in this post are affiliate links and I do earn a small commission from them.

I know a few things right now.

I know a lot of people are scared, I know that a lot of people are at home and climbing the walls, and I know that a lot of people are strapped or going to be strapped for cash.

When bad things in my life happened to me I always turned to reading. It took me away for a little while. Books can be your salvation.

So I decided I would put up my Night Portals Boxed Set up for free. Please enjoy the stories. I hope they give you a little bit of adventure and peace in these weird times.

Love you guys,

Ernie

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