CE Wills

Hey, everyone. I've been busy with a new novelette. The title is The Amulet Covenant. It's my first excursion into the science fiction genre. I wrote the majority of it months ago but I just finished it in October. It's a light read, not intended for a Nobel Prize. It is entertaining and will give you a few hours of escape reading.     The hero, Ryan Latch is manipulated into going to an alien planet by an attractive woman. Once there, he discovers that he is needed to save a sterile and dying race. When he meets The Vampire Queen of the Vanis all other plans and interests vanish. It's fast-paced and funny. I hope you like it. Here's a link to the book page on Smashwords. It will be about two weeks before it appears on I-Books, Sony, Kobo, Barnes and Noble,etc. http://smashwords.com/b/31593 From the author's green retreat, I'm CE Wills PS. This book contains adult content.

    It was an odd evening here at the green retreat. Ever wonder what life might be like as you get old? Try this on for size. After working outside all day and doing the post about the wrens, we settled in for the evening. My wife cooked some home-made donuts. Then we ate the donuts with some Cheetos. We drank a bottle of champagne with them. Experimenting with different foods and how they taste with champagne is a late-night snack option that we enjoy.     While we snacked, we watched an Elvis documentary. I always enjoy Elvis shows and this was no exception. Do you remember what you were doing when you heard about his death? He died not many days before my Father. I was about to be discharged from the military. It really was a huge story. As great a generation as the World War Two generation was, I think that they had become a little too tightly wrapped. That's probably why my generation, the baby boomers, tended to resent authority and long for freedom...

    Hey, everyone. It's been a cool day in the mountains with a high of 42 degrees. I dumped a truckload of firewood in the front yard. It was in chunks and the plan was to use a wheel barrow to get it around back and stack it neatly at the edge of the woods. Well, I didn't get finished, which is fine. Shortly before dark I was walking by the window and saw two Carolina wrens jumping around on the pile of wood.     The wrens are awfully cute. They like to hop along the ground. They are small birds, brown and white, with a little bit of yellow color. They like to live under porches or decks, in an old tire sometimes. They are so chubby that they are almost perfectly round, like a ball with legs.     So these two wrens, a couple I suppose, were hopping in and out of the caverns created by the wood being piled up, one chunk tossed upon another. So I told my wife that they were searching for a condo. She began to watch them and quickly decided ...

    Hey, everyone. In any generation, the number of truly outstanding entertainers can be counted on the fingers of one hand. For instance, how many people can boast of ten or twelve really great songs? You know, top forty or top ten songs. For this reason and more, I think Johnny Rivers has never gotten his due. If you don't know his music head over to I-Tunes and grab some. I believe the dude was from California but he sounded like he was from the deep south. (Sounds like Credence Clearwater Revival in that regard)      A few years ago, my wife and I drove to Cherokee, North Carolina and saw Johnny in concert. He was appearing at a Casino there, Harrah's, I believe. His warm-up band was an Elvis imitator who specialized in the young Elvis, pre-sequined suits. I don't remember the guy's name, which probably speaks well of his impersonation. At any rate, he was quite good. I think his name was Travis something.     When Johnny Rivers c...

    I took some time off from my labors today and watched some football. I thought I'd share a few thoughts. First of all, I hate to see Brett Farve's life going down the tubes like this. That's probably putting it strongly. His life, compared to most people's, is probably going pretty good. I wish he had retired before this year started. Even though I don't like the Packers, I've always liked Brett. The deal with the alleged texts to the lady reporter is distressing to him and his family, I'm sure. To get embarassed by Green Bay today had to be a bitter pill to swallow. I hope he goes ahead and retires tommorow. It looks as though he may be suspended anyway. In my opinion he is one of the top ten quarterbacks in NFL history.      Tough day for Vince Young. By all accounts a bad thumb injury on his throwing hand, a tiff with his coach, threw his shoulder pads into the stands etc. What most of us don't understand is that fame is like a magnifying glass...

    Hey everybody. The title sounds like an 80's rock band, right? I saw an odd sight last night. I had gotten a bit of cabin fever(for those overseas viewers, that means I'd been indoors too long). It was midnight and I walked outside to stroll around a bit. Then I saw something large running across the yard, which startled me. It was a coyote chasing birds around, hoping for a midnight snack, I suppose. Let me digress for just a moment to tell you about these birds. We have these funny birds that hang around in the south. They are called kiwis by the locals. They like to run along the ground in these bursts of speed. They are gray with white bars under their wings. When they have chicks they will try to lead you away from their nest by cheeping and running away from the nest, very cute. Sometimes when I'm mowing they just freak out and they're running all over.      One night, late, I was watching out the front door and I saw something really cool a...

    Hey, everyone. Animals certainly do some interesting things. The other day I was at work. I looked outside to check the weather and saw something white weaving an erratic path across the parking lot. I blinked, trying to make out what it was. The object went over in the grass, next to the fence, and stopped.     I went over toward the white object and saw it was a tin can. When I got a little closer I heard the most pitiful whimpering coming from the can. Then I saw that a little puppy had gotten his head stuck in a dog food can. No telling how far the little guy had wandered in the darkness caused by the can. Now he had manifestly given up and was lying in the grass, a miserable little dude, without hope.     His body, other than his head, which I could not see at all, was so small I could have lain it in my hand and it would have reached from the tip of my fingers to my wrist. He was stocky and healthy-looking. He was a mottled, dark ...