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The Tow-Head Gang

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A rare photo of the little known Tow-Head Gang in the early years. The gang was last seen looking out the back window of a red and white ’57 Ford Fairlane, as it sped west on a rural Texas Panhandle road. Rumor has it they settled in Buckeye, Arizona where they lived a quiet–though somewhat tumultuous–life before dispersing sometime in the late ’60s. You can read more about them in the book, “Just A Boy”, written by the surly, yet loveable, leader of the group, Charles. He’s the bad-looking hombre on the right.

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Beautiful Exiles

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Beautiful Exiles

I’m currently reading Meg Waite Clayton’s, Beautiful Exiles, a novel about Ernest Hemingway and his third wife, Martha Gellhorn. Gellhorn, also an American novelist, travel writer, and journalist is considered one of the great war correspondents of the 20th century. She reported on virtually every major world conflict that took place during her 60-year career.

I’m paraphrasing the following from a passage in the book, simply because it rings so true to me. Especially regarding my autobiography, Just A Boy: When a writer, more so if he’s an amateur like me, lets go of a book, he does so, knowing all the wrong in it will forever be wrong. And even the bits—and it truly seems it’s only bits—that are good and right leave your soul ripped out of your chest and placed on the page to be examined by anyone who cares to read them.

This—to me anyway—rings even more true today than it did in the days of Hemingway and Gellhorn. Thanks mostly to the Internet, which has given license to “perform” to anyone—me included—who dares take their shot at writing, singing, comedy, art, et al. It’s a good thing but also a very bad thing. Good, in the sense we can take our shot, but bad in the sense that so can millions of others, and the odds of being “shot down” are high.

I’m not complaining, or excusing my lack of success, I’m merely trying to convey how this feels—this writing thing. I’ve often said that to write, one must be either very intelligent or somewhat insane. I’ve decided I’m just smart enough… to be fool enough… to write.

Here’s a list of links to my published works:

Just A Boy

Just A Man

Be Still

Juli

Shelter

The Devil’s Dust

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A River Between

I walk beside the river most days, and on many of those days I stop at the place where I’ve watched some folks walk across it to the other side—the side where God waits patiently for us to come and join Him. Over the past few years, I’ve begun to notice things—things that had somehow slipped past me before—and one of those things is that the river is never the same. I’ve come to the conclusion it’s different for each of us, and the reason is we fill it with our own thoughts and deeds, hopes and dreams, fears and confusion. The river can be peaceful and serene, it can be raging and angry, or it can be something in between or on either side of those things. In a nutshell, it is what we allow it to be, because in the end, it’s all about choices, and we’re the ones making them. And the biggest choice we will ever make is whether or not we cross that river.

 I’ve got a lot more to say about “The River Between”, and you’ll find some of it in the first book in the series, “JULI”. I’ve also written the second in the series, but haven’t decided on a title

JULI is available through AMAZON for the super low price of $2.99 for the Kindle version! And, it’s free if you have Kindle Unlimited! It’s also available in paperback for only $6.90.

Click here to check it out —> JULI 

JULI - COVER

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“JULI” ~ How Low Can It Go??

Despite the overwhelmingly positive reviews on my new book, JULI, we’ve dropped the price of the Kindle version to a rock bottom $2.99! If you haven’t read it yet, you best git with the program! JULI - COVER

It will also be available soon in “autographed” paperback at Texas Trading Post-Fun Texas Stuff–the best on-line store for EVERYTHING Texas! I’m not kidding, Linda sells all things Texas, and she has some cool stuff! If your a displaced Texan, or just a fan of our great state, take a look at her site. (You can also buy signed, paperback, copies of my book of daily encouragements, Be Still, from Texas Trading Post-Fun Texas Stuff.

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“JULI”

I walk beside the river most days, and on many of those days I stop at the place where I’ve watched some folks walk across it to the other side—the side where God waits patiently for us to come and join Him. Over the past few years, I’ve begun to notice things—things that had somehow slipped past me before—and one of those things is that the river is never the same. I’ve come to the conclusion it’s different for each of us, and the reason is we fill it with our own thoughts and deeds, hopes and dreams, fears and confusion. The river can be peaceful and serene, it can be raging and angry, or it can be something in between or on either side of those things. In a nutshell, it is what we allow it to be, because in the end, it’s all about choices, and we’re the ones making them. And the biggest choice we will ever make is whether or not we cross that river.

I’ve got a lot more to say about “The River Between”, and you’ll find some of it in the first book in the series, “JULI”.

JULI is available through AMAZON for the super low price of $6.42! And! It’s also available on Kindle for only $3.45!!

Click here to check it out —> JULI 

JULI - COVER

JULI isn’t available on Kindle yet, but should be available soon!

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“JULI” IS HERE! (It’s about time!)

I wrote the first two installments of a series of novellas I call “A River Between” several months (maybe longer) ago, and due to many factors, was unable to get them published. But, at last, here is the first in the series, “JULI”!

JULI is available through AMAZON for the super low price of $6.56!

Click here to check it out —> JULI 

JULI - COVER

JULI isn’t available on Kindle yet, but should be available soon!

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The Ride

I’ve got a new book—a novella—coming out next week, and this poem has absolutely nothing to do with it. Well… maybe a little… in a very roundabout way. Very roundabout. … … Nah. Not even a little bit. Watch for the announcement of “Juli”! Read the rest of this entry »

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I Never Killed Anyone

I wrote this in story form a few days ago for Kellie Elmore’s Free Write Friday, and knew then it would have to be converted to poem form for dVerse Poets Pub’s Open Link Night #131. Enjoy! Read the rest of this entry »

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I Never Killed Anyone

Saw Kellie Elmore’s Free Write Friday prompt first thing this morning, and the words she offered, train – burlap – fiction – pearls – vertigo, for use as inspiration for or in a story or poem, came immediately to life in my sometimes overly-active imagination. I wrote:

I Never Killed Anyone

My head resting on a burlap sack of feed, cheeks crisp from the cold seeping through unseen cracks in the gently rocking boxcar, I slept fitfully–like a man on a ledge–spinning in and out of dreams. Thankfully, my coat—dirty and worn—kept my body somewhat warm, while my faded jeans did no more than keep my legs from freezing. Expensive walking shoes—full of holes and slick as owl snot on the bottom—did nothing but magnify the cold. My feet felt like blocks of ice.

My vertigo dreams were soundless, but for the clacking of wheels and creaking boxcars, and in my waking moments I wondered if the movies in my mind were fiction or true crime. Probably some of both.

I’d written novels… a lifetime ago. One was full of drugs, sex, killing and rock and roll, and the other was about two homeless men who went on a crime spree one winter in Austin, Texas. They thought a warm jail cell would be better than the frigid concrete bed they slept on. It was cold as hell in Austin that winter. I know… I was there.

A black and white scene flashed across the screen of my dreams. The woman’s eyes were bulging, and her mouth was open in a silent scream as rough, calloused hands choked her life away. The string of pearls around her neck broke as she died, and as they floated to the floor of the parking garage, the scream came, shrill and long.

The squeal of the train’s brakes spun me back to semi-awake, and as I lay there shivering, I remembered my wife saying to me, after reading that scene, “Honey, they say writers write about what they know about.” She paused then added, “This scares me.” My whispered answer came with a no-extra-charge smile. “I never killed anyone, dear.”

Copyright © 2014 C Mashburn

If you’d like to read my novels–I really did write two of them about 14 years ago–you can purchase them on Amazon. The Devil’s Dust and Shelter. (I’ve actually written over a dozen crime novels, but only published the two.)

The Devil’s Dust devils dust jacket

The soul of man seethes wicked

Cold sweat reeks of evil lust

Blood runs hot and thin

When spiked with the devil’s dust

Copyright © 2013 C Mashburn

 

ALSO! Be sure and check out Kellie’s great books of poetry. She is, without doubt, one of the most talented poets of our time! Magic in the Backyard

 

 

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Shelter

In 2001, I wrote and self-published a harrowing crime novel called ShelterThis novel is not for everyone, as it is graphically violent and holds nothing back. The following is a slightly re-written version of what appears on the back cover of the book. If you like to read fast-paced crime novels, and don’t mind a resultant nightmare or two, get yourself a copy of this book! Read the rest of this entry »

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