Two control freaks.
One steering wheel.
What could possibly go wrong?
Find out in my first full-length, autobiographical monologue:
That Olympic Peninsula Layby!...
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That Olympic Peninsula
Nine states. Two control freaks. One steering wheel. What could possibly go wrong?
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is now available in ebook, paperback, and audiobook!
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What is success? What does it mean? How is it that we all look for this thing we call “success,” while each having our own idea about what it could be? Is there one definition for success? And why does the dictionary get it wrong? Find out in Climbing Maya.
is now available in ebook and paperback!
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You thought zombies could just eat you...
That all changes with Wormfood Island available from Vagabondage Press. Are you ready for a new kind of zombie? The kind that isn't mindless? The kind that's hungry for much more than just flesh?
Wormfood Island is the story of a family on the verge of collapse. When they win a trip to a hedonism resort out of the country, Kevin Miller hopes this is the chance they need to save their marriage. But instead, they find themselves quickly facing a quest for survival against an infestation of parasitic worms that cause the infected to gain enormous sexual appetites... which quickly turns to an appetite for living flesh.
Polished & Bubbly calls my novel, Heaven Enough, perfect for "anyone who likes a story that's powerful and endearing" with a score of 4.5/5! Click the link to the left to find out more! (July 2015)
"Have you ever read a book that sort of came out of nowhere for you and you are so glad it did? A book you never heard of and no one you know has read? A book you loved and can’t believe more people don’t know about? Heaven Enough is one of those books..."
Virginia really made my day with
her review. Check it out by clicking the link to the left!
Warning: Adult Zombie
The first review for Wormfood Island is here and it is a doozy! Fundinmental has a great time teasing and reviewing Wormfood Island - and they deserve a great, big Thank You from me! (October 2015)
This month, I'm launching a series of videos in which I try to answer some of the questions I believe people may have about success. It's all part of my effort to promote my new memoir about success, Climbing Maya. This month: Why should we bother to define "success," anyway? I hope you enjoy it. (November 2015)
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Our shiba inu, Suki, passed away yesterday. This reminded me of a little story I wrote back in 2007, which I wrote for Vicky to try and make her smile. It worked then and I felt it might be a good time to share the story for a smile now...I was walking Suki this morning when we ran into little Vicky. (I call her “little Vicky” because the name Vicky and I have picked out for our baby is a carefully kept secret – lest someone steal it….)Little Vicky was time traveling from 2015, a time when people regularly do such things (in, at least, an alternate universe), and she appeared from behind one of our neighbor’s apartments with a blinding flash.It didn’t bother me. As far as I knew, I was just hallucinating again.“And who,” I asked, “are you?”“My name is Vicky,” she replied without compunction, “and I’m traveling from the future.”“Great,” I said – and by this time I was sure I was hallucinating. “Do I know you?”“Not yet.”“I could have told you that.”At this point, Suki had grown interested in the little girl and, just like she always does, walked up to her and stood ready for attention. Little Vicky complied – we humans are powerless. “Is this Suki?” she asked.“Yep.”“She looks just like our Suki – I guess that’s why mommy named her that.”“Who?”“Mommy.”“Excuse me. I need to go get a very large drink.”“Oh. Right. You probably still drink during this time.”“Probably,” I told her. “Want proof?”“That’s a pun!” she exclaimed.“Pardon?”“What you just said. It’s a pun.”I squinted, trying not to appear too annoyed. “Little girl. Let go of my dog.”“She’s my dog, too.”“No, she’s not.”“Yes, she is. Mommy let me keep her! She’s in my room! Stuffed!”“Ewwww…. Don’t tell Vicky that.”“She already knows.”“Not now, she doesn’t.”“No, but she does later.”As much as I like word games, this sounded like something I’d write. “You mean she will later.”“Right.”Now, I wanted a cigarette, a martini, and several hits from a hash pipe. “Am I hallucinating you? Or are you real?” Her hair was long and straight like Vicky’s and she was also a girl, just like her mom. But she and I had nothing in common.“Yes and No.”“Excuse me?”“I am real but I’m not presently –““Stop,” I told her. “Enough.”“You hate it when other people do that to you but you have no problem doing it to others.”“That’s because I’m good at it,” I said. “You only have the benefit of having traveled through time… wait a minute. What do you mean, she’s like your Suki?”Little Vicky was, by this time, sitting in the grass, with Suki on her lap… she put her there. “Mommy names every dog Suki.”“And does she name every cat Harley?” I asked with a grin.“No. Harley’s still alive. She’s just very, very old.”“Great.” I wasn’t overly fond of the image of owning the world’s oldest cat. “I guess I am, too, huh? And fat?”“No. You’re thin when you’re old. But you lost all of your hair – I mean ALL of it – in a freak video game playing accident.”“Well, that’s nice to know. How’s your mom?”“She’s much taller in my time. She had a problem losing weight so she gained height. They can do that in my time.”“Really? How tall am I in your time?”“Ten foot six.” Posted: Wed 25th of November, 2015
This month, I am very pleased to announce the release of my first, full-length, autobiographical monologue: That Olympic Peninsula Layby!"Nine states. Two control freaks. One steering wheel. What could possibly go wrong?It may be that a marriage ends not with a whimper but with the slam of a car door on a deserted stretch of highway. Most married couples know better than to put themselves in each other's way, but in Ken La Salle's first autobiographical monologue, he tells about how he and his wife of eight years did just that on a road trip that probably should never have happened.As husband and wife drive each other crazy, they must also content with Ken's schizophrenia, the in-laws, Vicky's homicidal friends, and a cast of characters along the way. Some of this may sound familiar, and the rest will have you thankful you didn't take the trip yourself. All of it culminates in a single moment on a deserted roadside on the Olympic Peninsula, when all the madness of marriage comes down to one question: Is this how a marriage ends?"You can find That Olympic Peninsula Layby on iTunes and around the web. You can also pick it up for FREE when you join Audible. Just click this link to find out more!And don't forget to tell your friends! Posted: Wed 18th of November, 2015
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@DaddyDeyo It got worse than that! Imagine being wished (repeatedly!) "Happy Thanksgiving"... it was weird... Oh, and Happy Thanksgiving!27th November @ 02:06
Let me tell you about my dog, Suki themondaymorningshow.libsyn.com/let-me-tell-yo…25th November @ 18:36
All the dope on guy's soap themondaymorningshow.libsyn.com/all-the-dope-o…24th November @ 19:16
A bird in the hand often shits. #RuinAnOldSaying24th November @ 16:55
When groups of Trump and Carson supporters arms themselves against Americans, you have to wonder what they're running for. #Elections201624th November @ 16:54