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Clouds: Rolls | and FREE EBOOK announcement!

I saw this on and thought it to be so cool!  It isn’t a video.  It is 14 pictures that you will need to click through to see them all.

Clouds: Rolls |

In another life, I was a photographer and I was always fascinated by cloud shapes.  Let me say that these are awesome pics but I took none of them.  Other people deserve the credit for these.  I just thought you, my fans, would enjoy them too.  Enjoy!

There is also another purpose for this posting today.  In honor of the release of my new novel, Rescue of the Heart, I am announcing to you all that I am giving it away as a Kindle ebook next week.  Yes I said that I’m giving it away!

Next Tuesday and Wedneday, July 17 & 18, 2012 I am giving away copies of my book as a Kindle ebook for these two days only!!

Mark your calendars and set reminders so that you won’t miss out on this offer.  Also, if after reading the book and you like what you read, I would appreciate a nice comment or even a review on my page at

This is also the link to where you will be able to get one of these FREE EBOOKS.


Rescue of the Heart

Well, stick a fork in me,  I’m done!  Whew!  That was tough, but I finally made it.

First I want to thank you all for not buying my book On Barnacle Way.  I don’t blame you for not wanting it.

I must have been on one of my MS episodes when I approved that for publication.  So, thank you for not taking a chance on it.  Believe it or not I really do appreciate it.

What happened was that one day earlier this spring I decided to look into why it wasn’t selling. After all, It was a great story.  But as I was reading the “finished” product, I began to notice one or two things that were terribly wrong with it.  It was awful!  It was downright embarrassing.  I knew that I had messed up big time and was ashamed to have that out there with my name attached to it.

So, the reason I haven’t been around the blog for a few months is I was re-writing the book.  I have gone over the manuscript with a fine fine tooth comb and taken out all that was bad.  I’ve added things to make the story even better and corrected all the grammatical and formatting errors.  I even created a new cover that is much nicer and more appealing than the other one.  The old story is gone and no longer available.  Thank God.

There is just one final step to complete before it is ready for publishing.  It still has to pass the publisher’s final review and that should happen in a matter of days.  As soon as they give me the go-ahead, it will be available on, Barnes & and anyone else I can convince to carry it.  It won’t be available just yet on bookstore shelves just yet because I am still considered to be an unknown.  But that will change and then I hope to be right up there on the shelves besides your favorite authors.

So, to whet your appetite, I’ve decided to give you a little sneak peek.  This is a story of how true love never dies, no matter what gets in the way.  If you’ll notice, I’ve added a new page to the blog called Samples.  If you click on it you will be taken to a page with a sample of the story that you can read here.  It will be the same on both blog sites.

So, it’s time to announce the new book title.  Rescue of the Heart by Joel Wilson.  This is so much better written and I am proud to put my name on it.  I know you will love it.

I would also like to use this space to announce my new web site:

Joel Wilson – Author  located @

Don’t forget about the mirror site for the blog is:

Please be sure to check either of these to find out the latest news and updates.  Thanks for being who you are!  🙂

Maybe It’s the Vitamin C

Wow! I though I might not reach enough consciousness to be able to write today.  I had wanted to do it earlier before my mind got too cluttered by the distractions of the day, but that was not to be.  We’ve all had days like this, where you just can’t seem to stay awake.  I would say that I am under the influence of pain relievers, but I’m not.  No, this is just one of those MS times that makes me feel like my head weighs 50 pounds and my eyelids weigh 100 pounds each.

I’ve been drinking orange juice for the past half hour and I think it may just be waking up my brain, so, watch out!  If this keeps up there may be no telling what I’ll write.

So, I’m going to share this video with you today.  It’s funny! For those of you who like me had thought that blonde jokes had passed with the turn of the century, this video will prove that there is at least one still out there. Enjoy!



The Diet Cola Killer (working title)

by Joel Wilson

Chapter Six

A month had passed and there had been no other murders reported.  Detective Jacobs continued to study the pictures from the train accident trying to find any hint, any clue as to who the driver of the Catalina could be.  Checking with the DMV had not turned up anything.  Even the license plate was no help because that number did not apply to any vehicles in the state.  

There was one state, though, two states north, Pennsylvania that had registered a VW Beetle with that same number and was reported stolen.  Police there were never able to locate this car either.  The truth behind that was that Leroy had hijacked it from a woman near Wachester Township.  Leroy had exacted revenge, as he saw it,  on a man he had witnessed hitting his child with his fist in the parking lot of a supermarket.  Afterwards, Leroy had followed them home to find out where he lived.  He spent the night in his Dodge pickup about a block away from the house that was down a country road.  

Early the next morning, he woke to see the man leaving, supposedly for work, and Leroy followed him.  The sun had not yet risen and it was very dark driving down the mountainside.  They had passed what seemed to be the last house on the road when they approached a sharp turn in the road.  The man had slowed down to take the turn, but Leroy sped up.  He plowed into the passenger side rear bumper of the mans Buick Skylark which sent the car into a tailspin.  He lost control of the car and it went off the road at the sharp turn and went over the mountain cliff.  It took rescuers three days to find his body.  There were no witnesses and the police had no clues.

Still, Leroy knew he had to leave.  He sold his truck the same afternoon for junk and took a cab to the bus station where he boarded a bus headed to Pittsburg.  The bus made a stop in Wachester Township and Leroy exited the bus.  It was there at a shopping mall that Leroy saw his next victim, the lady with the Beetle. He approached her quickly as she was exiting her car, shoved her inside to the passenger seat, knocked her unconscious and stole the car.  He drove south.  After he was well into Virginia and still in the Appalachian Mountains, Leroy took the license plates from the car and pushed the car over a ledge with the woman still inside and unconscious.  He then stole the Pontiac Catalina from a house about a mile away and drove it to South Carolina.

Detective Jacobs had no knowledge of all this, only the numbers from the license plate of the Catalina.  There was no telling from which state or even if it was in this country.  He continued studying pictures of the crime scene.  Suddenly, his phone rang.  It was Sgt. Phillips.  “Hello, Noah? This is Ray. I may have stumbled onto something.   Can you meet me at the Sunny Side Up diner out on Route 21?”

The Percocet Diaries

Yes, again its been a long time coming.  2011 was not a good year for me and I am so glad its behind me now. During that year I was diagnosed with Multiple Sclerosis AFTER I had a stroke.  Then, in the spring I suffered a ventricular fibrillation.  I’m not sure what all that entails but because they had me wearing a heart monitor at the time it happened, the hospitals ER that was monitoring it called me and told me to get there immediately.   The cardiologist said that they also call it a heart killer and that I was lucky to be alive. So I am being treated for all that and to cap off the year I fell and broke my shoulder.  There are 10 pins in it now and I am taking Percocet for the pain.  Also, I am experiencing a new symptom from the MS.  I have partial numbness on my right side, especially my right hand.  I only have feeling on 2 fingers which is making it difficult to type.  I have been learning to type with a total of 7 fingers.  

I didn’t want to burden you with all my sorrows.  Today, this is mostly for my own therapy.  I have not been able to type for a while but I really want to get back to it even if no one is following me here.  

So, in an effort to keep my creative side functional, I am going to start forcing myself to write a short story every few days.   I won’t mention my troubles any more unless something else rears its ugly head.  There will not be any particular theme to these stories unless I hit on something good.  Mostly, they will be about random subjects, some funny, some not.  Hopefully they will all reward you somehow for taking the time to read them.  

Please leave me a comment as to whether you like them or not.  Be kind.  Remember that these story lines are Percocet induced.  Here is the first installment.

The Diet Cola Killer

by Joel Wilson

Chapter One

Leroy was doing as he always does during the week.  He worked delivering packages for PDS (Package Delivery System).  He drove around Wallop County each day in his orange truck.  Pinkville was not a large city but it did have a population of about 300,000.  His route consisted of mostly businesses but sometimes he would be forced to take a drive into rural areas to service people that lived on the farms in Wallop County.

This afternoon, Leroy was driving eastbound toward Pinkville on County Highway 73.  He had just delivered a birthday present to Ima Riggins.  It was from her daughter, Lucy who lives in Majesty, Oklahoma.  Rural folks don’t often get visitors from the city and even though Leroy wasn’t really a visitor, Ima greeted him at her front door with a glass of iced tea and a plate of cookies.  He was happy to take a moment to talk with her and enjoy the refreshments. After all, he had no other rural deliveries today and the drive back into town would take about an hour.  

He completed the delivery and began his journey back to town.  Along the way, he listened to his radio.  Leroy liked a Classic Rock station for the music and to listen to the news.  Today, he was particularly interested in hearing the traffic report.  Traffic would not be much of a problem but there was a breaking story on the news that caught Leroy’s attention.  There had been a murder at the office of one of his customers this.  Leroy had been there this morning but everyone was alive then.  Still, this caught his attention and his imagination began to run wild with what might have happened.  Could it be an office lovers spat that turned ugly?  The news story did not say who was killed or what the police thought the motive was.  This left Leroy to wander alone with his thoughts.