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Bike Week 2014

Two weeks ago my part of the country was invaded by about a half-million motorcycles. It was Daytona Beach’s 73rd Annual Bike Week…one of my favorite times of the year.

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As usual I took time off from work to participate in the event(s). The weather was pretty near perfect and I did a lot of riding, drank a lot of beer and listened to a lot of great live bands.
To a non-biker it probably sounds boring. I can understand that. To me going to a NASCAR race sounds about as exciting as watching a chess match in a nursing home, but there are hundreds of thousands of people who would disagree with me.
To each his own – right?
Anyway – among some of those I rode with was a pair of “bike-week virgins”.
My friend, and fellow author, Becky Pourchot and her husband Shawn wanted to take their recently purchased bike out for the event and see what all the fuss was about.
So I took them on a guided tour of the festivities.
Becky was appropriately thunderstruck and acted the proverbial kid-in-a-candy-store…or a Jewish-housewife-in-a-leather-shop (is that a thing?).
I think the only words she spoke for two days were “This is awesome!”
I felt bad for Shawn, he’s a bit of an introvert, so being dunked into a sea of humanity with only a leather life-jacket was probably a bit discomfiting for him, but he seemed to enjoy himself.
After the event was over Becky, still reeling from the V-Twin euphoria, decided to memorialize one of our outings in poem.
Anybody who knows me, knows I’m not a big poetry guy…but I thought her work was worthy of sharing.
So here it is…

 

A Ride to the Iron Horse by Becky Pourchot

Iron HorseI play dress up for the day
my eyes lined dark,
my lips brushed with burgundy rose.
I zip myself in to a bodice
that hugs my waist,
an embrace of leather and studs.
My breasts like half-moons rise upward,
exposed to the sun.
This is the look, the dress, I’ve been told.
I want to embrace it all.

“It’s time to go!” I shout,
ready for the day.
I call my man from inside the house.
Our friend is waiting.
“Kickstands up!” he says
and we ride us three
me with my man,
and the other in front,
on the ocean lined highway
we roll.

Seduced by speed
our companion
in a worn denim jacket
his long hair whipping with the wind
slips ahead,
the call of his engine
echoing to the sky.
With a click of our gears
we accelerate
keeping pace
wondering
what he has planned.

There’s a chill in the air.
The wind sketches coolness into my limbs,
so I latch my legs tight,
surround myself with my man’s warmth,
and press my face into the deep smell of black, tanned hide,
letting the crazy pulse of the bike
charge me,
into a joyful,
lustful state,
ecstasy on wheels.

We ride the Loop,
a treasured trail
that wraps the rider in palmettos and pine,
dangling ancient moss like robes upon the trees.
As the sun lowers itself below the salted marsh
we swerve and bend at the wooded curves,
the iron oaks
reaching from above,
a silver silence
in the midst of the Harley’s cry.

We three arrive at the Iron Horse,
wind blown, but eager.
We dismount the bikes
and merge into a mass of bodies,
an expanse of leather and jeans,
surrounding us with the scent of
Jim Beam, cigarettes, and gasoline.
We wander through the crowds
my eyes, my ears
awake, alive,
taking in the vitality a thousand people
who share a single common passion
for liberation
for power
for an engine between their legs.
And I feel myself,
like never before,
a part of something dark and deep,
something seedy and wild,
where freedom
whispers in our ears
like the sound of a motorcycle
roaring down the road.

beckyWhen she’s not planning her next bike adventure, Becky is busy writing. She is the author of five books, including a collection of poetry for the fallen homemaker- Forgive Me Martha. You can find out more about Becky at www.beckypourchot.com

 

 

 

 

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3 Beatles Beatling

Thanks to Kevin Brennan for posting three Beatles beatling for three minutes. Sad and fun all at the same time.
Long live the fabs…

WHAT THE HELL

I can’t help it. When I stumble onto a clip of the last three surviving Beatles noodling around (before George stopped living in the material world), I just have to share.

If I’m remembering right, this would have been done for the Beatles Anthology series, back in the mid-90’s. I wish I’d have had a better TV in those days — wide-screen, HD. Dang.

As usual, Paul is calling the shots here, with George going, “If you say so,” and Ringo going, “Just so I get paid.”

Still and all, fun to watch.

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Dear Writer … it’s not all about you, ya know! – a reminder

Once again I’d like to share a post from my friend Susan Toy. She has a very simple idea to help writers increase their audience…

Books: Publishing, Reading, Writing

I was going to write a blog post about social media and how I’ve been paring down my use of it, because I’m finding it to be not all that social or the best media for me at the moment. After discussing with a fellow author how disappointing Twitter is (and she cleverly described T. as “like a 4-lane highway at rush hour with cars bumper-to-bumper. It makes me nervous”), I realized what bothers me isn’t not being able to navigate and use Twitter properly, but more the barrage of Tweeps who constantly tweet: Look at me! Aren’t I clever! Buy my book!

Now I’m not saying that I don’t do some self-promotion on there, but I do try to balance that with tweets of value to others, including promoting fellow authors. And I also offer, up front in my profile, what I am prepared do for other Tweeps. Most…

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Reading Recommendations – 56 Authors promoted!

My friend Susan Toy continues to help indie authors get much-needed exposure.

Books: Publishing, Reading, Writing

On my other blog, Reading Recommendations, I have been posting promotion for my fellow authors, recommending their books to readers, and offering the authors’ suggestions on good books to read. Since Nov. 18, 2013, I have posted information about 56 Authors! Thanks to everyone participating and sharing these blog posts, the number of readers visiting this site and now following has increased by leaps and bounds. I still have many more authors scheduled to promote over the coming weeks, so please continue to check out the new blog posts I publish, discover some interesting reading suggestions, reconnect with favourite authors, and learn what they all have to tell us about themselves and their writing as well as their own reading recommendations.

So far, I have published two recaps of the first 16 authors and the next 20. Here then are the most recent 20 Authors who have…

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Two Zombie Novellas for Only 99 Cents (and a nightmare about polar bears)

I got a phone call at 3:00 in the morning this past Sunday from Armand Rosamilia.

He was in a state of pure panic.

From what I could decipher through his hysterics, he had a nightmare about the two zombie novellas we co-wrote. In this nightmare he was surrounded by big, happy, fluffy polar bears. They were eating vegetables and singing love songs (that’s a nightmare for him, believe me). The polar bears were demanding that he make our novellas available as a 2-in-1 set and that the price be lowered to 99 cents.

polar bears

He called to tell me he was going to make it happen whether I liked it or not…these were polar bears, damn it!!!

My first response was…“Armand who?”-  but then I listened to his rant and told him if it meant I could go back to sleep he could do whatever he wanted.

Actually – not a word of that is true. (Except for the polar bears…he really doesn’t like polar bears)

What is true…is the pricing thing.

Siege 1&2

We decided to take the two zombie novellas we wrote, Dying Days: The Siege of European Village & Dying Days: Siege 2, and combine them into a “box set” which is now available for the ridiculously low price of 99 cents.

My advice to you is to get over there (a convenient link is provided below) and get your copy before Armand comes to his senses and raises the price back up to the normal $3.99 mark.

Click here to take advantage of this crazy deal!!!

box set image

That is all…you may now resume normal behavior.

 

As always – thank you for reading

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What Are You Doing to Stop the Rape Culture?

The world is full of evil people who commit reprehensible acts.

Just when you think you’ve seen or heard about the absolute worst thing possible for a human being to do, some morally bankrupt individual comes along and raises the bar…or lowers it, as it were.

The behavior of some people sometimes makes me ashamed to belong to the same race as them.

By now you’re probably wondering what got me on this topic…I don’t blame you. Writing about it was not a decision I made lightly. In fact, it was my hesitation to reply to a facebook post that started my internal debate.

The post in question was a link to an article about sex slaves (here is a link to it).

I read the article and was, as I imagine most people would be, totally dumbfounded.

Honestly, I was numb for several minutes after reading it.

When I finally came back to the real world my first thought was “I’m just thankful I’m not like those men.”

I returned to the facebook post to register that thought, but somebody had beaten me to it by commenting “not all men are the same.”

The person who posted the link refused to accept that response. Instead they asked “What do you do to stop this from happening?”

At first I was angry. I wanted to respond with something to defend not only the guy who replied, but myself as well; because I do believe that not all men (or women for that matter) are the same. We are all as different as snowflakes in a blizzard.

I thought about it at length – asking myself if I was justified to reply in such a manner.

Or was the person right?

Was this a case of “not being part of the solution making me part of the problem”?

I truly don’t think it is, but I still had to satisfy myself.

What can I possibly do to stop the problem?

Is non-participation enough? It certainly curbs the spread of it.

Is it enough that I raised my son to respect all life equally and to treat others the way he would want to be treated? Not only would this help to check the spread, there is always the possibility of him leading by example so that others might behave similarly.

I have to admit, I wasn’t doing a great job of convincing myself.

Then I remembered something that happened to me as a child. I don’t think it was a repressed memory, I think it was just an event that didn’t register with me at the time as being noteworthy.

It was just something that happened.

I was in the 7th grade. I was walking home from school using a shortcut through the woods behind the building as I did every day. I don’t remember why, but on this particular day I was alone, which was unusual.

As I rounded a corner in the path I came across three 8th grade boys who were trying to remove the pants of a girl who was probably about 8 or 9. I don’t know what their end game was, but I knew I didn’t want it to get to that point.

It was their laughter that enraged me.

They thought it was funny.

I was a very small kid and my older brothers often told me that I had “more balls than brains”, but I pushed my way into the melee, forcing my 4’-3”- 55 lb body between the girl and the three older boys.

Proportionately, it would be the adult equivalent of a guy the size of Johnny Depp squaring off against three NFL linebackers.

I was terrified, but I remember thinking that if I was that scared, imagine how she felt.

I yelled at the boys – something to the effect of what the f*%k is wrong with you?

After what seemed like an eternity of squaring off, they laughed at me, called me a few select names implying that I was confused about my gender role, and left.

I walked the girl home, handed her off to her mother and continued on my way without ever really thinking about it again, until now.

That is the best response I can come up with to the question “what do you to stop it?”

If I were to encounter a similar situation today, I would make the same decision.

In the meantime, I shared the above article. Hopefully raising awareness to the problem will help put an end to it.

Short of me encountering some of these degenerates, I don’t know what else I can do.

As always – thank you for reading

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