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 (http://bit.ly/1mMT6ZC). 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, Amazon.com (http://amzn.to/1j3axVk) and Crossquarter.com. Visit the author's website: douglasarvidson.com



Thursday, May 24, 2012

Notes to Self: Good Morning! And Good for You!





                                                     Notes to Self
  • Why the sour face? It's the middle of May, the happiest, most bouyant month of the year and dalliance is in flower.
  • The bookstore in Boston got the books for your signing; stop worrying about it.
  • It's okay if the squirrels eat most of the bird food; they're critters, too. The little furry bastards have as much right to live as the cute, precious feathered ones.
  • Your blood pressure was 114/68 at Walmart yesterday! Good for you!
  • They're going to dilate your eyes today so you need to leave early for your opthamologist appointment so you can pick up the new grill and lawn furniture at Lowes before they blind you. And don't forget to take the truck, not the Prius.
  • You don't need to worry about not understanding the debate about the economy you heard on Morning Joe today. Your understanding or lack of it will affect nothing.
  • Oh, geez, that stupid screen you bought for your Powerpoint presentation about the secrets of the ancient Pacific navigators? Don't forget to try to get dowels to fit the sides to hold it up better. What a stupid design.
  • You need to think about finishing taking up the bricks in the side walkway so you can put down a load of ground up seashells. The white will look nice and you won't get sued by people who trip over uneven bricks. Do a few bricks every day and stop dwelling on it. It'll get done.
  • You didn't buy Facebook stock! Good for you!
  • Call the bookstore to see if they need a few more copies. You got people asking if it's available there.
  • Yes, the cat ripped open the tip of your left ring finger this morning. She was only seeking love while you were still half asleep. So you can't play guitar for a while. It'll be fine. And you left the bloody kleenex in the toilet so Terry would be sure to notice what her little darling did to you. Good for you!
  • Don't forget to Tweet today. It's important. You're finally building up a following--sort of. And Facebook, too, man. It's all good.
  • Eat a little more breakfast. You don't want you metabolism to shut down. Your gut is getting smaller! Good for you!
  • Your heart is pretty jumpy today. Why? Who knows. Take it easy. Flutter, flutter.
  • So far the readers on Guam are loving the book. Hit all the right buttons, old man. Good for you.
  • Now, relax, take a shower. Here's a photo you took of a wild horse on the island of Chincoteague last fall. It should help settle your mind. You went up there alone, remember? You lay on the empty beach and watched the sea, so nice, and the wind was cold, and you saw this horse close to the road.



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