Douglas Arvidson is a past winner of the WICE/Paris Transcontinental International Short Story competition. His short fiction has been published in Paris, Prague, and in literary magazines in the United States and he was recently invited to be a staff writer for the Prague Revue, a cutting-edge, online literary journal ( The novels in his fantasy series, The Eye of the Eye of Stallion, include The Face in Amber, The Mirrors of Castaway Time, and A Drop of Wizard's Blood. His new novel, Brothers of the Fire Star, was selected as a finalist in the ForeWord Reviews 2012 Book of the Year national awards and as a finalist in three categories in the 2013 New Mexico-Arizona Book Awards: Action Adventure Fiction, Historical Fiction, and Young Adult Fiction. It has become part of the pantheon of Pacific literature and is now included in school literature programs. Brothers of the Fire Star is an adventure story set in the Pacific during World War II and concerns two boys of different races and cultures who escape the island of Guam in a small sailboat when the Japanese army invades. They must then struggle to survive as they master the secrets of the ancient Pacific navigators. Appropriate for young adults as well as adult readers, Brothers of the Fire Star is available on Barnes & Noble, ( and Visit the author's website:

Sunday, July 26, 2009

Rolling Out Those Lazy, Hazy, Crazy Days--And Just Plain Crazies

Finally back home and enjoying summer visitors from Germany, Guam, and Okinawa (looks like we have to import our friends). Still no camera (I left it on the plane flying from Newark to Norfolk), though Continental says it may take a while and it could be in the Lost and Found warehouse in Houston.

Crazies? You betcha. Plenty still out there to offer good summer laughs. Now there are what's call "birthers" who claim Obama was not born in American and hence should not be our prez. This despite the state of Hawaii confirming his birth in Honolulu and providing his birth certificate. Scratch a "birther" and you'll find an Obama-hating, right-wing extremist.

I like my crazies to be of the lazy, hazy variety. Like these classic, languid summer days that have arrived of late. Long walks, worrying only about the crab grass that is overtaking my lawn, long afternoons eating steamed clams and drinking cold white wine with good friends. As regards my camera, my Buddha inner self continues to be philosophical about it all--the Western outside of me wants to cry.

Off to the store for more wine and supplies for another few days of sweet summer.

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