Riding to China

There is a chapter in my murder mystery novel, Evil in the Mirror, when Detective Jon Mull finds out that the parents of two teens, murdered by the evil twins, commit suicide. Jon thinks he should ride his Harley all the way to China and quit police work.








You might not be able to ride all the way to China, but after you fly the big bird there you can rent a Harley, ride for about a hundred years, and not see the same road twice. Yes, China has a Harley-Davidson dealership and the middle-class population (about two billion people) are about to get off of their Vespas motor scooters and run with the big dogs!

I read recently that Harley-Davidson is contemplating moving out of Milwaukee, Wisconsin, because of the high cost of labor at their manufacturing plant. Shades of Detroit, Michigan...hello, Harley workers, ten percent of Americans are out of work and would love to have the plant in their home state! In fact, Mr. Davidson, how about moving to Phoenix, Arizona, where everyday is a riding day, the weather doesn't affect shipping, and labor is reasonable?

I am impressed with Harley-Davidson for taking a stand against high labor costs. I suppose if I were working at the plant and stood to lose my high paying, big benefits job, I too would be threatening to sell my bike. Well, I don't work there, and I had to sell my bike because I lost my job and needed the money. So, shut the hell up, and work for less or lose what you have right along with the rest of us!

I hope the venture in China is successful and I expect it will be. After all, the Chinese are world- class businessmen and women. Perhaps Harley will move their plant to sunny Arizona and if and when my writing career takes off, I will again be riding in the wind.

I'm just saying,

Mittster

Being an Unknown Author

I take pride in being an unknown author. Why? Because I have stayed true to myself and have never, nor will I ever, stop writing the best possible murder mysteries. The reading public deserves quality and honesty for their hard-earned money and if the reviews are any indication, I have attained that goal.

I found one legitimate POD publisher who warned me from the very beginning that becoming a successful author is a long and expensive road lined with failures, heartbreak and discouragement. I responded with, "Full speed ahead and damn the discouragements!" Full speed ahead it has been, and just like riding a wooden-track roller coaster, it has been a rough and scary ride, but exciting beyond belief!

"I have yet begun to fight!" This is my montra also and I will continue to do the thing I love most, writing exciting, page-tuning murder mysteries. Grab a cup of coffee, turn on all the lights, sit down and read Evil in the Mirror. The only thing you will regret is putting it down before you are finished.

Write on,

Mittster

Two Down And Three To Go

My newest murder mystery, Day Stalker, is finished! The contract with Wheatmark Publishing is signed and now starts the publishing process. We are working on a cover design and hopefully it will be completed before the Sedona Book Festival so folks can see it.

Writing the sequel to Evil in the Mirror was so exciting. I cannot describe the thrill that engulfs me as I put together a fast-paced murder mystery. Each chapter is a scene in which I become the characters, good or bad. I literally live the story and by the time it is finished, I sit, worn out and exhausted, glad the evil antagonist has been brought to justice.

My goal is to write five books in a series with the same detectives struggling to catch the bad guys and save the innocent maidens. Oh, what fun it is...I am so lucky to be an author!

Write on,

Mittster

I Am There In My Heart

Oh, innocent silver birds of destiny, your end draws near,
and on your backs were loved ones held tight in mortal fear
drawn together, shocked, but strong in common bonds of belief
as you were ridden hard through space by whip and spear.

I could not behold your fury, bright with fire and smoke,
the pain was beyond my capability to cope
turning my head each and every time the picture showed
your silver bodies disappearing in a flash of failed hope.

I am saddened that I could not help the silver birds fly away,
but at the same time glad at what I could give and say
which is that I love each and every one who gave their all
to help save the rest who fled the fire and smoke that day.

I'm just saying,

Mittster

Colorado was made for Harleys

Native Americans call it “The Iron Pony”, a description well put. When you straddle the leather seat, there is a feeling not unlike when a cowboy mounts a wild horse at a rodeo. You know something awesome is about to happen, but you’re not quite sure what. Starting a hog for the first time is part of a love affair that will last forever. When that “Twin V” engine comes to life between your legs, you will have an idea of how that wild horse rider must feel.

Nothing on the planet sounds like a Harley. At an idle, it has a low chugging beat, slow and strong like a rhinoceros just before the charge. The weight and massiveness of the machine is deceptive, even a little intimidating. Your first thought is that if this bike falls, it’s all over but the crying. Oh, well, either ride it or sell it! Once you let the clutch out and start to move, magic happens. The ponderous, chrome hog becomes a graceful lady, responsive to your every touch. Each gear a different dimension to her character. Every mile per hour faster a study in stability.

You look at your companion riders in front, on the side and behind. A knowing smile spreads quickly. You are part of an American legend. Ride your “Iron Pony” into the sunset. A great adventure waits!


Ride on,
Mittster