"If you see something about to happen, get it. Put the camera up and click. Two seconds later you won't have the chance again. You have to look for those stolen moments."
Harold Sherrick is a career photographer, capturing musicians and concerts for almost 40 years. He has photographed everyone from Neil Young to Robert Smith, Dave Grohl to Joe Walsh, Tom Petty to Tori Amos. In Stolen Moments, Sherrick has included some of his most iconic photos, including rare images from his extensive body of work.
Following up on the meticulously detailed research of HUNTED: The Zodiac Murders (Book 1), PROFILED: The Zodiac Examined (Book 2) goes beyond the case files to develop a comprehensive criminal profile that examines the personality, psychology, physical characteristics, and motives of the Zodiac. Based in the same detailed research of HUNTED, PROFILED sticks to the facts and articulates at every step how the conclusions of the profile were reached.
At the time the Zodiac was committing his crimes, the term “serial killer” had not yet been coined, and psychological profiles were practically unknown. Now, using 21st century crime analytics and a sophisticated understanding of serial killers, it is possible to create a comprehensive profile that may help identify the kind of man who could commit these terrible crimes and get away with it for decades, despite an overabundance of evidence that should have pointed directly to him.
Join the search for the killer as the evidence is compiled and analyzed in PROFILED: The Zodiac Examined.
Sexual predators exist in our society and their evil desire leads them to commit heinous, brutal crimes with little concern for their victims or the toll it takes on the community. Violent sociopaths have no interest in the needs or safety of anyone else and see ordinary people as either targets or competitors. They have no hesitation taking what they want from their victims. Whether they are rapists, pedophiles, or murderers, these monsters will do whatever it takes to get their needs met and their evil desires satisfied.
Captain Dean T. Olson (retired) is a veteran crimes detective with the Douglas County (Nebraska) Sheriff’s Office, serving the Omaha area. In his 30-year law enforcement career he has seen some of the most horrible crimes committed by one person against another and he has arrested some of the worst sexual predators the nation has ever seen.
“In his stunning new book Specters in the Gallery, J. Michael Major delivers an intriguing, finely crafted, twist-laden short story collection chock full of clever tales and unexpected outcomes. Major’s stories explore the exhilaration of danger, the sliding scales of justice, and the sardonic laughter of wry wit. In story after story, Major creates compulsively interesting scenarios. He then bends, twists, turns and corkscrews his plots in directions you’ll never see coming. Fast-paced, fiendishly clever, dark, playful, and unsettling, Major’s stories don't just pull the rug out from under you. They redefine the very nature of the floor. I invite you to step into Major’s amazing gallery of wordly delights. Experience the brilliance of his storytelling for yourself. If you dare!” —Gary K. Wolf, Creator of Roger Rabbit
Step inside a gallery where every portrait has a pulse, every joke has teeth, and every ordinary life is one bad choice away from the grotesque.
In Specters in the Gallery, J. Michael Major gathers dark, twist-laden stories of ambition, revenge, justice, faith, desire, and punishment. A private investigator follows the murder of a ruined writer and uncovers a creation dangerous enough to kill for. A desperate artist discovers the terrible price of being seen. A town buries its secrets beneath progress. A chain letter becomes a death sentence. Across horror, crime, satire, and speculative fiction, Major turns familiar fears into sharp little nightmares with a grin at the edge of the blade.
Fast-paced, clever, viciously playful, and unsettling, these stories do not simply pull the rug out from under you. They make you question whether the floor was ever there at all.
Enter carefully. Not everything on display is finished being alive.
“A marvelous collection of enchanting short stories, rich in imagination, intrigue and twisty turns of terror. J. Michael Major journeys across genres with skill and verve, producing an immensely engaging and clever concoction of tales that will keep you turning the pages.” —Brian Pinkerton, author of The Perfect Stranger
In the heart of 1890s New Orleans, where music spilled from every street corner, a group of boys with paper-and-comb instruments, a homemade bass fiddle, and more energy than resources began to draw crowds. They called themselves the Razzy Dazzy Spasm Band.
At the center was Emile “Stalebread” Lacoume—barefoot, determined, and already a talented musician. After the early death of his father, Emile became a newsboy to help support his family. But it was music that truly carried him. Inspired by the Mexican and Creole rhythms he heard around him, Emile and his friends started making music out of whatever they could find: cigar boxes, stovepipes, tin cans, and dreams.
Stalebread and the Razzy Dazzy Spasm Band tells the vivid, often overlooked story of one of jazz’s early pioneers. Drawing on newspaper accounts, archival interviews, and local legends, Michael Shurtz traces Emile’s journey from street performer to respected musician, even playing for high-society parties and at the infamous Mahogany Hall.
Part cultural history, part character study, this is a story about invention, survival, and the beginnings of a new sound in a changing city. Through hard times, segregation, and the uncertain future of early jazz, Emile’s story reminds us how creativity and community can make music out of almost anything.
Every parent believes they’d sacrifice anything for their children. The Ashes of Us dares readers to explore the true cost of that belief. When Addison McCall, a brilliant college student, is brutally assaulted, she turns to her father with an reprehensible request. She believes that ending her perpetrator’s life is the only way to find peace. Dr. David McCall, a respected clinical pathologist, possesses the means, medical knowledge, and skill to carry out her chilling plea. Driven by love, guilt, and a desperate need to protect his daughter, Dr. McCall steps into a moral abyss that could destroy his soul, and the very bond they share.
In her gripping second novel, The Ashes of Us, Dr. Ashley Baker, PsyD (author and clinical psychologist), navigates themes of generational trauma, the power of paternal love, and the devastating price of seeking justice.
Guard: A True Story of Duty, Sacrifice, and Leadership in Kentucky's Maximum Security Penitentiary
In 1978, Philip Parker started his decades-long career as a prison guard at the Kentucky State Penitentiary, a place known as "The Castle" for its medieval look. On his first day, a mass escape set the tone for the dangerous and intense journey ahead. Over the years, Parker faced numerous challenges, from federal court allegations to life-threatening situations, including a dramatic hostage crisis with a notorious inmate.
Parker's memoir takes readers through the emotions and realities of prison life. From handling daily violence and suicides to witnessing murders caused by racial tension and other conflicts, Parker describes the harsh environment of the prison. Guard includes detailed accounts of harrowing events, like the highway crime spree where two of his colleagues were shot.
The book also covers the evolution of the prison itself, from its early days with medieval punishments to modern-day improvements. Parker shares his experiences as a warden, dealing with staff corruption, inmate violence, and the heavy responsibility of carrying out court-ordered executions.
Guard is a vivid and honest account of a life spent managing the worst in human behavior while finding moments of compassion and redemption. It highlights the dedication and resilience required to maintain order in such a challenging environment, and offers a unique perspective on the sacrifices made by those who work in the prison system.
Jonathan Tuckerman, a Los Angeles man down on his luck and truly alone in life, decides to mark his 70th birthday by drowning himself in the Pacific Ocean. Instead, he inadvertently becomes the world’s “Wonder Man” after a pair of extra-terrestrial visitors from the Pleiades interdimensional star system appear in a giant spacecraft, pluck him from the sea, and present him to the media and the world as their sole “Ambassador to Mankind.”
Jonathan’s life is dramatically transformed for the better as he works closely with the magnificent Tall White aliens Jorthon and Kalyssa to solve man’s long-insurmountable problems.
Jorthon and Kalyssa aren’t the only aliens visiting Earth, however. The Draconians, a long-hidden race of ancient—and sinister—extra-terrestrials, make their presence on
Earth known, livid that Jonathan and the Tall Whites have received global accolades for their remarkable achievements. The Draconians and their heinous leader blame the Tall Whites—and God himself—for their miserable existence, as they decide to seek recognition, retribution, and revenge.
After They Came takes the reader—indeed, the entire human race—on a wild ride through real UFO research and lore, global politics, climate change, religion, true love, a family reunion, and “the meaning of life itself,” all set against the backdrop of unprecedented extra-terrestrial intervention. The novel presents unlimited possibilities for achieving global peace and prosperity—dreams heretofore unattainable by man.
After They Came is a story of loneliness reversed, despair erased, and one man’s wholly remarkable destiny fulfilled.
Noble Sounds offers a friendly journey into the world of jazz and blues. Author Joel Strauss shares his love for these uniquely American musical styles, guiding readers through their rich history and cultural impact. The book introduces key artists and important recordings, helping newcomers understand what makes this music special.
Strauss writes in a clear, conversational style that's easy to follow. He explains musical concepts without getting too technical, making the book accessible to those without formal music training. Personal stories and experiences add color to the narrative, bringing the music to life.
From Louis Armstrong to B.B. King, readers will meet the legends who shaped jazz and blues. The book explores how these styles evolved over time and influenced other forms of music. Strauss also offers listening recommendations, allowing readers to experience the sounds firsthand.
Noble Sounds is more than just a history lesson. It's an invitation to discover soul-stirring music that has moved people for generations. Whether someone is curious about jazz and blues or wants to deepen their appreciation, this book provides a welcoming starting point for exploring these enduring musical traditions.
Stephanie Scott had never been happier. She was about to marry the man of her dreams and celebrate with all her family and friends. She had worked for hours to add personal touches to the special day. When her fiancé asked her to head out of town for a party she told him she had a few more things to tick off her to-do list. One was to head into Leeton High School, where she was a teacher, to finalise plans for her replacement while she was on her honeymoon. No one thought twice when Stephanie told them of her plans. No one could predict what would happen that fateful day. No one ever thought that evil could break the heart of a town and a nation. But a psychopath had been hiding in plain sight all along, waiting to make his move.
After finishing university, Stephanie Scott moved to Leeton, New South Wales, to take a position as a teacher at the local high school. She and her fiancé were making plans to spend the rest of their lives in the quiet town. Stephanie was a beloved teacher, a source of encouragement and joy for everyone she met. A week before her wedding, she decided to spend a few hours preparing for her replacement while she was on her upcoming honeymoon. When her fiancé and family couldn’t find her later that day or the days following, no one really believed anything could have happened to their cherished friend and teacher. But someone knew where she was, and he would be the last person to see her alive.
United in Grief tells the story of Stephanie Scott’s murder and how the town of Leeton and indeed the entire nation of Australia was affected by her disappearance, and the grief that followed such a tragic loss.
Police Chief Nick Catesby has been haunted for seven years by the unsolved disappearance of a young boy from his peaceful New Jersey town. When Megan Guthrie goes missing from her school playground, followed quickly by two teenage boys, Nick’s nightmare begins anew. He has only one suspect, disgraced professor and town drunk Preston Howard, whose arrogance has left him with nothing more than his pride, a sea of whiskey, and his exasperated daughter, Fanny, with whom Nick is falling in love. Preston is not the culprit, he insists. Instead, Chief Catesby should seek out Gabriel, the strange and terrifying boy who appears only between dusk and dawn. Nick wants to ignore the old alcoholic’s rantings, but Preston’s story rings true when sightings of the boy lead to a trail of missing and murdered children going back three centuries. Now Nick and Preston must race to stop Gabriel before more children are sacrificed to his ravenous appetite.
DEA Agent Faith Nelson is supposed to be going home for Christmas. Her father is facing heart surgery in Oakland. Her mother needs her. And Faith needs distance from Minnesota, from the shooting that made her a reluctant hero, and from the nightmares that followed.
Then a cartel accountant stops cooperating with a federal grand jury when his college-age stepdaughter disappears.
Faith is sent north to Duluth in the teeth of a winter storm, paired with a partner she does not trust and trapped in a case that keeps turning darker. The missing girl may not have been taken at all. Her roommate knows more than she is saying. A Mexican cartel executioner has entered Minnesota. And when the trail leads beyond Duluth toward the frozen north shore of Lake Superior, Faith finds herself alone, injured, and running out of time.
Up North is a crime thriller about violence, survival, and the terrible cost of doing the right thing when the cold is closing in and no one is coming fast enough.
Praise for Up North
“Northern Minnesota in winter is no place for the faint-hearted. Faith Nelson keeps relearning that lesson in Dave Case’s intense thriller, Up North. Case has brought decades of police experience to his writing, which gives his action scenes a welcome authenticity.”
— Sara Paretski, author of the bestselling V.I. Warshawski series and the soon to be released Bad Company
5.0from 3 readers
Chapter 1
A flash of brake lights ahead in the darkness warned Faith Nelson that the other car was slowing down. She took her foot off the gas and coasted to a stop on the gravel road. She lowered her window but all she heard was the soft murmur of her engine.
It was an inky dark night along the Minnesota River. The air heavy with humidity and the stink of fish. A well-lit pier up ahead produced a shock of intense yellow light. A stand of trees off to the side created a black blotch against the glowing radiance maybe a block away.
She was thinking in blocks instead of feet. Typical city girl. The misplaced frame of reference made her smile. It wasn’t the only thing that made her feel out of place here. She was a black city girl from Oakland in the Midwest.
She strained her ears and heard a car door shut. When she’d first been assigned the agency minivan, she’d disabled the dome light so there was no illumination when she opened her door. Leaning over, she popped the glove box and retrieved her Maglite, praying the batteries were still good, but didn’t want to risk checking it. She shut the van off and pocketed the keys.
As she got out, the tick of the engine was overpowered by the chirping of the crickets. She stuck the flashlight in her back pocket, then pulled her Glock, holding it in low-ready as she moved slowly forward. The gravel crunched under her soft steps. With her elbow, she felt the extra magazines on her belt. Hopefully she had enough bullets.
She could almost hear her range instructor back at Quantico barking in her ear: What’re you gonna do, Nelson?
His hot breath on her neck as he shouted. Have a plan, Agent! Always have a plan.
But she had none.
Why were they abducting Moose? Had he done something? Double-crossed them?
As she closed the distance, Faith heard a sound, but couldn’t tell whether it was a trunk or car door closing. She made it to a cut in the trees and could see through the leaves where a splintered path led down to the river. It was hard to believe she was in suburban Minneapolis, where the river valley divided Bloomington from Burnsville. She might as well be in the middle of nowhere, as isolated as she felt. At least it was warm. It was still September.
She crept forward. From the light of the pier she could make out the concrete seawall at the river’s lip, complete with docking cleats. No barge was moored at the landing.
The vegetation had been cleared away closer to the pier and the flat ground packed with stone led to the concrete. This was the easternmost portion of the dock. No doubt they’d dredged the river so that it was good and deep right off the wall. Any arriving vessels would be heavy with ore or grain or garbage or whatever else it was they were bringing in. The smell of fish filled her nose. The odor was anything but fresh.
From her position in the darkness, she could make out three figures in the glaring light, their splintered shadows stretching across the gray concrete in several directions. Their boldness only reminded her that she was completely on her own. No cavalry was coming to her aid.
Two men stood facing each other. The third crouched, working on something at the foot of the tallest man. She edged closer, counting on the deep shadows to keep her hidden.
The target of her surveillance, Darrell Lundgren, was easily recognizable as the tall man at the edge of the cement. His arms were secured behind his back. He was six-five and had long hair. Earlier, Faith had thought she’d be watching a dope deal. Lundgren, known as Moose to his biker gang, had an unscheduled meet with a guy who was supplying him with crank. But Moose had been taken at gunpoint by his contact and another man. And now they were all here next to the dark undulating water of the river.
Her problem being that she’d been conducting an unauthorized surveillance. Her calls to the other agents on her team had gone unanswered. Under her breath, she cursed her training agent and his Monday Night Football soiree.
Evan Thompson was Moose’s contact. Thompson was bald, short, and stocky, and stood in front of Moose. He held his revolver at waist level, pointed at Lundgren’s stomach. His accomplice, a guy in a wife-beater and Levi’s, was wiring something to Moose’s ankles.
Thompson ran his empty hand across his bald head. His voice floated up through the darkness as she closed the distance, worried she’d be spotted at any second. “It doesn’t really matter whether you’re a snitch or a pig. You ain’t walking away from this.”
Was Moose a cop? She couldn’t make out his response, though she could see him shaking his shaggy head. For once he wore no ponytail, and his greasy hair covered his face.
“But I’ll do this,” Thompson said. “Tell me what you’ve shared—” he paused and circled his gun’s barrel. “—and I can make it quick.” He cleared his throat and spat. When Moose didn’t respond, Thompson hooked his thumb at the river behind him. “Otherwise, you’re going in alive.”
Faith heard Wife-Beater Guy mutter something unintelligible.
Thompson looked down. “What’s wrong?”
The guy’s answer was inaudible. She finally got close enough to see that he’d wrapped Lundgren’s legs, from the knees down, with thick nylon rope and was using pliers to wire cinderblocks to the crimped loops at the end of the line.
They were going to drown him, if they didn’t shoot him first. Her mind raced.
What’re you gonna do now, Nelson! Gotta do something! Clock’s ticking! She forced herself to think.
There was at least one firearm in play, making Thompson the most immediate threat. Before she’d entered the Criminal Investigations Training Program with the D.E.A., Faith had never fired a gun, and then it had taken her three times to qualify. Shooting wasn’t a skill that had come naturally.
Know what’s down range! What’s behind your target! Don’t want to kill Grandma if you miss!
At least the backstop was the river and the uninhabited bank on the other side. How much time did she have? Regardless, she had to get closer. Rising from her crouch, she started for the men, hoping the deep shadows and their attention on one another would obscure her approach.
Heel. Toe. Heel. Toe. Get it right! Someone’s life might be at stake! The range instructor’s voice rang in her ears. Don’t let your front sight bounce! Keep it level and steady!
Wife-Beater Guy said something else to Thompson as he scooched back from Moose. He must be done. Faith’s stomach dropped and she couldn’t breathe. Game time.
Smooth is fast! her instructor had shouted. Squeeze!
“Police!” Faith yelled. “Thompson, drop the gun!”
Thompson turned and looked at her.
She was surprised at how close she’d gotten as she exhaled slowly out of pursed lips.
A smile spread across Thompson’s face before his hand moved, bringing the gun around toward her. The hole of the barrel huge and black.
She squeezed the trigger.
Double tap! She could feel the spittle on her cheek as the instructor had screamed, Two to the chest!
The first explosion scared her. The second sounded hollow and wasn’t quite the surprise the first had been.
Thompson stood there. Had she missed him? Was he wearing a ballistic vest? The gun didn’t move for a second. He slouched, took a half step, the gun rose, tilted downward to rise again.
One to the head! The words from the range reverberated in her skull.
Faith squeezed again.
Thompson staggered. A hole had appeared above his right eye. His gun dropped to the ground.
Something was happening to the left, but Faith didn’t take her eyes from her target as Thompson fell backwards into the river.
Faith looked at the other two men and found the movement she’d registered a second ago had been Lundgren falling. Legs splayed wide, he was struggling to keep his bulk on top of the man in the wife-beater, who was working his right hand toward his waistband.
“Roll off, Moose!” Faith yelled. Her voice sounded foggy and distant in her ears.
Lundgren fell off to the side, just as the man under him freed a black semi-auto. As Wife-Beater brought it up, Faith squeezed off her fifth and sixth and seventh rounds. The echoing bangs were reduced to pops in her abused ears. She knew without seeing it that she’d hit him center mass. His shirt was torn in three places on his chest. The gun dropped to the cement and he whimpered and hacked as red seeped out through the holes in the cloth.
“I. Give.” The man coughed and spit a glob of blood. Faith kicked his gun into the grass. Only then did she shift her Glock to one hand and pick up both firearms, shoving them in her waistband. The flat, metallic planes cold against her flesh. She pulled the flashlight from her back pocket and had to slap it hard on her thigh to turn it on. She swept the dark water of the river with her light. Thompson was nowhere to be seen.
As she took deep breaths, reality came back into focus. She checked the wounded man. He was slumped over unconscious, the front of his wife-beater soaked in red leaking over his belt onto his jeans. The stain spread toward the ground.
Going to Moose, she tried to roll him over, but she couldn’t. He was too big, and not cooperating. His face was a rictus of agony and spittle drooled from the corner of his mouth as he tried to speak. His hands were swollen and purple and blood streamed from his wrist restraints. His words came out as a hoarse croak.
“Ahhhh! Don’t, please,” he said. “My wrists.” He craned his neck to look at her. “ATF”
He hadn’t been handcuffed. His wrists had been wired together. The steel cut deep into his skin. She searched the ground before finding the pliers partially under Wife-Beater.
She felt sick as she tried to work the jaws under the bloody wire. But they were so tight, embedded in Moose’s flesh. Moose groaned with each movement as she forced the jaws through to the cutter almost at the hinge. Soon, the plier’s grips and her hands were slick with blood. She had to use both hands to cut through the first wire, then the second.
Clearly, he needed medical attention. She ran to her minivan and called nine-one-one, reporting the shooting to a police dispatcher who eventually understood where Faith was trying to direct the help. Then she drove the van down the road to the pier. Lundgren was trying to use the pliers to free himself, but he could barely hold the implement. His face twisted in a grimace. Tears streamed down his cheeks. He looked up at her.
She took the blood-slick instrument and started on the wire around his ankles. He jerked involuntarily from the pain as she worked the metal that was entrenched beneath his flesh along with material from his sock. Then he chuckled, his teeth streaked with blood. “Oh God, I thought I was dead. The way you took out those two guys—I owe you big time.” He shook his head and squeezed his eyes shut, more tears rolling down his cheeks. “Man, you’re an angel.”
He groaned.
“I’m ATF,” he said again, with more clarity this time as she worked the remaining wire from one leg. “You saved my ass.”
Faith wrestled with the remaining cable.
“You local?” Lundgren asked, his voice gravelly.
She shook her head, biting her tongue. “DEA”
“You said police before?”
“I’m from Oakland.” She grinned. “Cops are more intimidating than feds.”
More than just a year's worth of Sherlock related reading, 52 Weeks—52 Sherlock Holmes Novels is a multi-personal look at fifty-two of the best Sherlockian pastiches. Each of the invited contributors, ranging from Sherlockian scholars to passionate devotees, have gone beyond the simple facts of plots and authors to give readers their personal insight or connection to their chosen novel.
In 52 Weeks—52 Sherlock Holmes Novels, fans of the world’s greatest detective, be they expert or novice, will find refreshingly original observations on established favorites as well as new contributions to the endlessly expanding Sherlockian universe. So settle in with whatever your version is of a comfortable armchair, a roaring fire, and a clay pipe filled with shag tobacco from a Persian slipper and lose yourself in the unique journey of 52 Weeks—52 Sherlock Holmes Novels.
These information documents for each of the official Trade Mark of Quality releases includes the known details for each genuine TMQ title. This includes the TMQ catalogue number, artist, record title, track list, musicians, venue, recording date, master tape and record matrix info and the other particulars for each album.
These information documents for each of the official Trade Mark of Quality releases includes the known details for each genuine TMQ title. This includes the TMQ catalogue number, artist, record title, track list, musicians, venue, recording date, master tape and record matrix info and the other particulars for each album.
These information documents for each of the official Trade Mark of Quality releases includes the known details for each genuine TMQ title. This includes the TMQ catalogue number, artist, record title, track list, musicians, venue, recording date, master tape and record matrix info and the other particulars for each album.
The ten victims in The Furious Others lived ordinary lives until serial killer Jason LeDown entered stage left, knife in hand, with a belly full of bad intentions. That’s where fear is found, in the space between a typical Friday and a man intent on murder. The fictional characters in The Furious Others depict real people: mothers, lovers, hip-hop aficionados, and green thumbs, united by the tragedy of lost lives.
Author and clinical psychologist Dr. Ashley Baker PSYD envisions a fictional world where the murderer is not the main character in the serial killer trope. Instead of exploring Jason Le Down’s methods of madness, Dr. Baker chooses to honor the victims rather than romanticize monsters.
As a condition of Jason’s LeDown’s purgatory, those he harmed reflect on their humanity, proving they’re more than crime scene photos or roadside crosses. In this multiple point of view novel, the deceased blaze a fast-paced trail, recounting their last moments, with tentacles of grief stretching across timelines.
In The Furious Others, Dr. Baker, drawing from her own experience of devastating loss, paints a vivid picture of collective trauma and sorrow. The quest for closure drives the story to its gripping conclusion, making The Furious Others a powerful testament to the strength of the human spirit.
Detective Chris McMullin's career of finding missing people and solving murders wasn't just his job. It was his passion and dedication to helping victims.
For thirty years, Chris worked at the Bensalem Police Department in Pennsylvania. He started as a patrol officer and became a detective in the Special Victims Unit, where he handled cases involving murderers, sexual predators, and violent criminals. Some of his most important cases included Lisa Todd, Christian Rojas, Tracy Byrd, and Barbara Rowan, a 14-year-old girl who was murdered in 1984 and whose case wasn't solved for 31 years. The Rowan case was especially important to Chris and motivated him to work on cold cases.
3 Decades Cold tells the story of Chris's impressive career, from joining the police academy in 1991 to his retirement and beyond.
Today, Chris McMullin works as a Lieutenant for the Bucks County Sheriff's Office in Pennsylvania. He now leads a nonprofit organization to work on cold cases and has a true crime TV show in development.
Hollywood, 1982. Struggling sitcom writer Tom Huttle has the ideal side gig: writing personality profiles for an insurance company’s newsletter. If only he knew that the company is a CIA front. When a CIA agent is murdered, Tom is the key suspect—at least in the eyes of bumbling FBI Special Agent Terrance Tillberry. If Terrance weren’t hopelessly in love with undercover KGB agent Petra Tarasova, maybe he would see that Tom has no idea what’s going on. But this is Hollywood. Nothing is really what it seems.
As a young man, Don Redden didn’t have big plans for his future beyond raising a family, a good career at General Electric, and making it through the Vietnam War alive. His plan was simple, honest, and safe. When Don’s tour of duty in the Army was over and he got home alive, it looked like he was on track to achieve everything he had set out to do.
A chance encounter with an FBI agent led him to make a momentous decision and abandon the safe path he had set for himself. He would apply to join the FBI. This began the adventure of a lifetime. From bank robberies to kidnappings to murder, Don did what he had to, sometimes against protocol and sometimes against instinct, to protect those he could and bring justice for those he couldn’t.
Bluesdaddy gives music memoir readers a vivid, funny, hard-won life story in which rock-and-roll legend is not the prize, but the weather Will Johns had to survive before the blues could give him a voice of his own.
Bluesdaddy is scheduled for release September 1, 2026. Order yours today!
Will Johns was born close to rock-and-roll royalty. That did not make life easy. It made the ghosts louder.
The son of legendary producer Andy Johns and nephew of Glyn Johns, Will grew up in the orbit of Led Zeppelin, The Rolling Stones, The Beatles, George Harrison, Pattie Boyd, Eric Clapton, Cream, and the complicated mythology of modern music. He saw the rooms most fans only imagine. He knew the people behind the records. He inherited stories, wounds, expectations, and a name already tangled in history.
But Bluesdaddy is not a backstage victory lap. It is the story of a boy searching for steadiness, a guitarist searching for his own sound, and a man learning that being near greatness does not save you. The blues does.
With humor, bite, and disarming honesty, Johns traces a life of unlikely refuge, family chaos, musical apprenticeship, road-warrior absurdity, addiction’s shadow, love, loss, near-misses, and moments so surreal they could only happen in rock and roll. He plays with heroes, loses opportunities, survives collapses, sells treasured guitars, and keeps chasing the sound that tells the truth.
When Buddy Guy finally hears him play and says, “Now that’s what you call the blues,” the moment lands not as celebrity approval but as something deeper: recognition earned the hard way.
Bluesdaddy is the story of a man born into noise, raised on chaos, and saved by the blues.
Most books about Bob Dylan try to explain the man, decode the lyrics, or solve the mystery.
Seeking Mirth and Beauty takes a different road.
Kevin Kane is not interested in gossip, biography, or proving what Dylan “really meant.” Instead, he asks a stranger and more interesting question: why do certain songs work on us so deeply when they do not explain themselves at all?
Written as a series of searching, personal, and often surprising musings, this book treats Dylan’s songs as works of art in their own right — not messages to be translated, but objects to be encountered. Like a painting, a sculpture, or a sudden memory, a song can stand outside ordinary explanation and still change the way we hear, feel, remember, and understand the world.
Moving through Dylan, Shakespeare, abstract art, old records, memory, physics, faith, and the creative process itself, Kane reflects on how art separates from the artist, how songs become fixed in us, and how beauty and meaning often arrive without asking to be solved.
This is not a biography of Bob Dylan. It is not a lyric guide. It is a book for readers who want to think deeply about music, art, memory, and the mysterious ways human beings make things that last.
Seeking Mirth and Beauty is for anyone who has ever heard a song and felt that something permanent had entered the room.
This is the new Fourth Edition, with extra chapters and more details on this beloved song.
Discover the song that shocked the nation!
Unravel a Musical Mystery: Discover the rich history of "St. James Infirmary," one of the most enduring and influential jazz-blues songs, tracing its roots from folk traditions to its modern cultural impact.
Dive into Jazz Era Intrigue: Follow a cast of fascinating characters—musicians, moguls, and minstrels—who shaped the song and left their mark on American music and culture.
Meticulously Researched, Wryly Told: Authored by Robert W. Harwood, this book blends humor, scholarly rigor, and vivid storytelling to illuminate the song’s origins, evolution, and mysterious allure.
Praise from Critics and Scholars: Called "the definitive statement on the subject," the book has been lauded for its compelling narrative and cultural insight by music historians and fans alike.
A Must-Read for Music Lovers: Whether you're a jazz enthusiast, history buff, or curious reader, this is a fascinating exploration of music’s power to inspire, unite, and endure.
Research wizard John Shaney launches his career as a grad student at University of Texas, Austin planning to investigate how chemistry can transform human lives for the better. One moonlit night downtown, however, Shaney discovers unexpected and more pleasurable mysteries surrounding one Lila May Wulfhardt and her well-heeled, eccentric family while crossing paths with something more ancient than love and money, something that also wants to change the lives of hapless locals. John Shaney’s world is about to become seriously weird and deadly dangerous, yet ultimately transformative.
Werewolf, Texas is a gripping and vividly dark story of a blood-thirsty dynasty set on preserving their power. With Palladino’s unique voice, this grim love tale explores the not-so-secret dark world of the Wulfhardt family.
