Showing posts with label There's More. Show all posts
Showing posts with label There's More. Show all posts

Wednesday, November 18, 2015

Reprint of a Judith Marshall Interview

Judith Marshall
Author and Interviewer Judith Marshall: Alfred J. Garrotto is an example of a prolific writer who has experienced both traditional and self-publishing. His genres are as varied as his publishing experiences.

Monday, December 15, 2014

Senior But Not Retired: Editor Carol Smallwood Interview


Related imageCarol Smallwood, co-editor of the anthology, Writing After Retirement: Tips from Successful Retired Writers, recently interviewed me about my career as a senior--but not retired--writer.

Tuesday, October 14, 2014

"There's More": Amazon Readers' Reviews




FEATURED BOOK, US Catholic Magazine, November 2014

Thursday, September 18, 2014

New Release--There's More . . . : A Novella of Life and Afterlife

I am very happy--"relieved" is more like it--to announce that my latest book, There's More . . . : A Novella of Life and Afterlife, is now available in broad distribution via amazon.com (worldwide) and smashwords.com. (It may take a few days to filter down into the Apple Store, Nook, Sony, etc.)

"Relief pitcher Jack Thorne stares at his catcher’s target. His single focus is to get this batter out. If he does, a coveted World Series ring will be his. But the Universe has a different plan for this Catholic priest-turned-ballplayer. There’s More is a creative imagining of the ultimate human mysteries—death and Afterlife. This gripping story invites readers to expand their existing concepts and consider broader cosmic possibilities in answer to the universal question, 'What’s next?'"


Available at: 

and 

E-book: $1.99
Paperback:$ 8.55 (on Amazon)

I'd love to hear your reaction to this unusual story.



PS: Honest reviews always welcome.

Monday, February 17, 2014

There’s More . . .

[ I am 40,000+ words into my current work-in-progress, a novella titled, There's More . . .  Recently, the California Writers Club, Mt. Diablo Branch (to which I belong), challenged our members to tell a story, not in thousands of words, but in 100 or less. I accepted the task. The following is my novella from start to finish. ]


A bat. A ball. A swing. A bullet.
A death. A guide. A life.

A bat—black-varnished, rays of setting sun splintering north, south, east, west, until tension-stilled,
at the ready. 

A ball—Virginal white. Never pitched, nor struck. Rocketing from hurler’s hand. 
A swing—fluid, potent contact, ball arrowing moundward. 
A bullet—fired in revenge, racing ball to target. 
A death. Accident? Murder? Projectiles: protagonists in this unplotted drama. The pitcher falls, forehead concaved,
a blackening hole deep at crater ’s base. 

A guide. Heaven-sent to assist at this unexpected crossing-over. 
A life—“There’s more, my son . . . .”

The End