Posted By John Poindexter

This year is moving fast, but I suspect the next 4 months will take forever.  When I look at the countdown calendar it reads 74 days, but those are working days, not calendar days.

I am getting ready to file my paperwork with the State for my retirement. It is funny that you have a last day at work, but the official retirement date for the State is not until the first day of the next month.

Oh! It is confusing to say the least. Seven pages of paperwork and some are so confusing you should have an accountant with you to help fill them out.

Anyway, I will be ready for summer, not just because I am retiring, but to get rid of this frozen weather. I hate winter.

This link is for a sneak peek to: She Rises at Dawn Kindle Edition

https://read.amazon.com/kp/embed?asin=B005LT33AE&preview=newtab&linkCode=kpe&ref_=cm_sw_r_kb_dp_KEIRwb0SNYXBQ

 

 

See you next time,

John

Here is a listing of my eBooks that are only 99 cents each.

She Rises at Dawn, Dreamer's Paradise, Hollywood Dream, and All in the Family Cruise

You can find them at Amazon http://tinyurl.com/ma8gd83

They are also on Nook and Kobo.

Smashwords carries them in all formats and even in PDF files.

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You don't need a special reader machine.  You can download the Kindle app or Nook app from their websites to use on your computer, tablet, or laptop.

 


 
Posted By John Poindexter

Welcome to the New Year!

Before Christmas I turned in my letter of retirement to the Superintendent and principal.


It will go in affect on June 3, the day after our last day. Having a desire to live a little longer is one of the reasons why I am retiring at this time. It will be a new chapter in our lives and we are looking forward to it.


Of course that will give me more time to write, so maybe I will get some of these novels I have started finished and published.


Here is a little more of a new one I am working on, way too slowly.
Feel free to leave a comment below.

A half hour later, Mike turned off onto a gravel road. They drove for about five miles and then pulled off to the side.


    "Time to get out and stretch," Hawks said as he climbed out of the car.


    "Why are we stopping here?" Jenny asked. "We just got going again."


    "Well, we have some business to conduct," Hawks said. "I want to know who you're working for?"


    "I don't know what you mean," she said, her eyes opening wide.


    "Yes, you do," Hawks said, taking a step closer to her. "Mike heard you tell someone that you planted a homing device on our car. Now either talk or we leave you here."


    "He must be mistaken," she said bitterly. "I'm not working for anyone."


    "Take off your shoes, socks, and coat," Hawks said as he pulled his gun.


    "You're crazy!" she said and backed up.


    "Do it or we will," Hawks said.


    As she pulled off the items, Hawks said, "Jim, search her bag."


    "There's nothing in the bag except clothes," Jim said.


    "Put these in there," Hawks said as he tossed him her shoes, socks, and coat.

"You're on your own now lady. By the way, your device is on another vehicle," Hawks said as he climbed back into the car.


    "You can't leave me here like this," she said frantically. "I'll freeze."


    "It’s not that cold," Hawks said as Mike pulled away.

See you next time,

John

Here is a listing of my eBooks that are only 99 cents each.

She Rises at Dawn, Dreamer's Paradise, Hollywood Dream, and All in the Family Cruise

You can find them at Amazon http://tinyurl.com/ma8gd83

They are also on Nook and Kobo.

Smashwords carries them in all formats and even in PDF files.

https://www.smashwords.com/profile/view/JohnPoindexter

You don't need a special reader machine.  You can download the Kindle app or Nook app from their websites to use on your computer, tablet, or laptop.

 


 
Posted By John Poindexter

Here is the opening of my latest work. Feel free to leave comments below.

     "How long are we going to stay here, Steve?" Jim Horton asked.

     "Until I'm sure that he isn't here." Steve Hawks looked around from the tree line to the ridge, while Mike Phillips stepped into the woods.

     "Freeze," shouted a Security Guard coming out from behind the bushes and pointing a gun at Hawks’ chest.

     Mike came out behind him, hitting him hard enough to knock the gun from his hand.

     "Who the hell are you and what do you want with us?" Hawks said, grabbing and pulling him to his feet.

     Before he could answer, another guard jumped out and opened fire. The bullets were pounding into the back of the first individual. Hawks was glad that he had put on his bullet-proof vest.

     Before Hawks could say anything, Mike had pulled his gun and shot the shooter.

     As they stood there wondering who they were, Jim said, "Look at the ridge."

     On the ridge stood several uniformed police officers.

     "Throw down your guns and surrender," the one in the middle of the line yelled.

     "We're federal agents," Hawks yelled.

     "You're under arrest," he said.

     "Steve, let’s get out of here," Mike said as he and Jim moved for the car.

     It was then the officers opened fire. Luckily, they were hitting ten to fifteen feet short of where we were running. As they piled into the cars, they could hear the sirens of more police approaching from the south.

     "What's going on Steve?" Mike asked as he turned north.

     "I don't know and I don't like it," Hawks said.

     "Why would they want us?" Jim asked.

     "We haven't time to wait and see. Where's the other car?" Hawks said, looking to the rear.

     "They're ahead of us," Mike said. I think they turned right there at the fork."

     Just as they were about to follow them, they saw them coming back down the road with flashing lights right behind them.

     "Turn left," Hawks said as Mike was all ready turning.

     They were only minutes ahead of the cops that were first noticed and now had ones coming from the forked road, too. As the second car came up alongside of them, one of the agents yelled, "What's going on?"

     "I don't know," Hawks said. "But as soon as you can, split off and meet us at Newton One in three days."

     "Is that where we're heading Steve?" Jim asked.

     "Until we can figure out what the hell is going on," Hawks said, looking behind them.

     "Should we try to call the office?" Mike asked.

     "Yes, but right now isn't the time," Hawks said as a bullet came crashing through the rear window nearly hitting him. "Get us the hell out of here!"


 
Posted By John Poindexter

More from the never ending novel. Slowly the editing continues.

A few hours later, Hawks decided to get up and see if any word had come in about Sadie. He knew if there really had been, they would have awakened him. Hawks went over to the coffee pot and poured himself a cup and just started to sit when the door opened.

Dropping the cup, he ran toward the door when he saw Sadie standing there crying.

“I thought I would never see you again,” she said.

“Me too,” he said as he grabbed her and held her tight, knowing that it would be a long time before she felt safe again.

As they stood there kissing, he felt they were being watched so he kicked the door closed and took her toward the couch. They spent the next hour and a half on the couch catching up on missed time, when all of a sudden, a knock sounded making them both jump.

“What is it?” Hawks called, trying to act casually.

“Steve, the President is on line one,” Jim said.

“Okay. Tell him I'll be right with him.” Funny how love can make the pain go away, he thought.

What is going on in your world?   Leave a message down below.

Until next time,

John

 


 
Posted By John Poindexter

It seems to be taking forever to re-write this novel from first person to third. Maybe someday I will get it done.

Also, when I first wrote this I followed the old taught method of two spaces after a period. Now-a-days, it is one space.  Anyone know an easy way of getting rid of that extra space?

Here is some of the story:

It was eleven-thirty when Sadie reentered the office, leaned over the desk, and said with a smile on her face, “Are you going to lunch?  I know another place that has great food.”

“Sure, why not?” Hawks said and closed the file he was reading.

As they left, Sadie told her secretary where she would be and Hawks could have sworn that she said home.

As Sadie was driving, she all of a sudden said, “Don’t you ever listen to me?”

“What do you mean do I ever listen to you?”

“I was just talking to you and you didn't hear a word I said.”

“Sorry.  I was going over these plans for tonight and I guess I wasn't listening to you.”  He returned to his plans.

“Okay Steve, what's up?  Why are you ignoring me?” She glanced at him quickly before returning her attention to the road.

“Well, if you must know, I'm not sure where our professional lives end and our personal lives begin.”

“Where do you want to draw the line?” she said smartly.

“I'm not sure.”

Anyway, if you know that easy way to get rid of the extra space between sentences, please leave a message below.  No personal info will be shared.

LATER:

“Steve, why don't you go out to the whirlpool, while I fix lunch?” Sadie yelled from the kitchen.  “There are some towels and suits out there in the white cabinet.”

“Okay, a whirlpool might be just what I need,” he said and walked out to the closed-in back porch.

It wasn't long before Sadie came out the door carrying a tray of egg rolls and wearing a robe.  As she handed him the tray, she let her robe fall to the ground and there she stood in all of her beauty.  She climbed in and said, “I don't know how I could have ever done without this whirlpool.”

He hadn't thought about it for some time, but she did have a great body.  As they sat there letting the warm water sooth their bodies, she moved over closer and asked him again the same question that she had asked in the car.

“Where do our personal lives begin?”

Until Next time,

John

 


 


 
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