Not so long ago, in a land not so far away (actually on an island in the Pacific Northwest), I wrote a little novel–call it a novella–that to my knowledge has been read by one person. He used to work for a publishing company and said he very much liked the book. So, there’s your one review. . .a five-star review. . .from one person!
Oh, I just remembered that a Catholic nun read it too. She was nice enough to say, “many passages are pure poetry.” If that helps you decide to order a copy, Nones Bless the Nuns!
The book has a rather stunning (or perhaps dull) title:
Imagine a young, rebellious, perhaps atheist Palestinian scruff who runs off into the hills of Judea fed-up with the politics, the religion and the poverty.
Now, imagine this millenial (from a couple of millenia past) bumps into a wild man in those mountains, and the wild man’s name is Johnny, and Johnny is an adventurer who blew in from a misty isle of the Celts and has a little bitta wisdom to pass along to the angry young man.
If this teaser tickles your imagination a wee bit, please consider ordering a copy of this book. Here’s the thing: you might not really like the book, but you can put in on your shelf to look at and laugh at from time to time. A novella novelty, you might say.
And, just remember: you’ll have the added pleasure of knowing you contributed a few dollars to the Secular Chaplain.
From my perspective, it’s a win-win!
(added bonus: this book has a few of my black and white photos from my trips to Scotland slipped in to the wild story. This is self-published, so don’t expect National Geographic)