John E. Carson's Blog: The Phoenix
September 5, 2020
NEW RELEASE DELIVERS
If you are looking for a fast paced, entertaining novel, you have come to the right place-the latest release by CBA Publishing and John E. Carson is just that. Jack Porter-The Treasure of the Orbs is an adventure like no other and one you will likely never forget.
From Amsterdam to the Amazon, Jack Porter, the owner of World Airfreight Delivery Service, must trust his instincts and examine his heart as he races against time to deliver a package that could literally change the world.
Through the chaos of volcanos and un-natural disasters, Jack must also fight an archrival and his hired thugs to get his charge to its destination.
Finally, there is one last struggle and a decision that could end it all. Whether you are looking for a fun or a deep introspective tale that answers some of the world’s great mysteries, Jack Porter delivers!
From Amsterdam to the Amazon, Jack Porter, the owner of World Airfreight Delivery Service, must trust his instincts and examine his heart as he races against time to deliver a package that could literally change the world.
Through the chaos of volcanos and un-natural disasters, Jack must also fight an archrival and his hired thugs to get his charge to its destination.
Finally, there is one last struggle and a decision that could end it all. Whether you are looking for a fun or a deep introspective tale that answers some of the world’s great mysteries, Jack Porter delivers!
November 23, 2018
High Five!
The results are in from the Writer;s Digest Self-Published Book Awards and our entry of Mississippi Whispers, the novel based on true events by Alexis Heflin and John E. Carson-published by CBA Publishing Services, LLC scored high in all categories of judging.
With 5 being the highest possible, here is what the judging reported back to us:Entry Title: Mississippi Whispers
Judge Number: 39
Entry Category: Life Stories
Production Quality and Cover Design: 5
Plot and Story Appeal: 5
Character Appeal and Development: 5
Voice and Writing Style: 5
Judge’s Commentary*:
Author opens the book with stellar imagery and engaging sense of place and time. Some gorgeous phrasing in here, fresh turns of phrase that create a sense of awe for the reader. We’re fully engaged within the first few pages. Well done. Author has put much care into the book’s opening. Author does a good job of creating tension right up front, such as with Carl telling Buddy to slow down for the attack, to ‘roll slow and quiet.’ So much depth resides in this simple instruction, and we can sense the quickened heartbeats of the men involved. Very well done. Using songs to illustrate Alexis’s state of mind is a standout method of characterization, and we get a sense of weariness mixed in with strengths. Author writes movement well, and also imbues dialogue with good energy matching the same sense of cautious slow-rolling and fast-paced delivery. Great structuring of these dualities. Very good handling of the beating delivered by Bull; author demonstrated good instinct for sharing a small measure of pain description, then fast-forwarding to the aftermath. Intrigue is kept strong throughout the quick-paced ending. Nice job.
With 5 being the highest possible, here is what the judging reported back to us:Entry Title: Mississippi Whispers
Judge Number: 39
Entry Category: Life Stories
Production Quality and Cover Design: 5
Plot and Story Appeal: 5
Character Appeal and Development: 5
Voice and Writing Style: 5
Judge’s Commentary*:
Author opens the book with stellar imagery and engaging sense of place and time. Some gorgeous phrasing in here, fresh turns of phrase that create a sense of awe for the reader. We’re fully engaged within the first few pages. Well done. Author has put much care into the book’s opening. Author does a good job of creating tension right up front, such as with Carl telling Buddy to slow down for the attack, to ‘roll slow and quiet.’ So much depth resides in this simple instruction, and we can sense the quickened heartbeats of the men involved. Very well done. Using songs to illustrate Alexis’s state of mind is a standout method of characterization, and we get a sense of weariness mixed in with strengths. Author writes movement well, and also imbues dialogue with good energy matching the same sense of cautious slow-rolling and fast-paced delivery. Great structuring of these dualities. Very good handling of the beating delivered by Bull; author demonstrated good instinct for sharing a small measure of pain description, then fast-forwarding to the aftermath. Intrigue is kept strong throughout the quick-paced ending. Nice job.
September 10, 2018
Riding The Fence
As an author and a Creative Writing Instructor, I know what life is like on both sides of the fence. Writers typically spend years, if not a lifetime, learning and honing their skills, often working alone with only their thoughts and a keyboard for company, telling their tales to an invisible audience.
Like trying to talk to a neighbor on the other side of a privacy fence, peering through the slats once in a while to gauge their reaction to a particular insight they have shared and hoping they see a knowing nod of the head and a wry smile of recognition of the irony of life.
Written in 1914, Robert Frost's, Mending Wall, talks about two neighbors who meet in the Spring to set the stones that have fallen to each back onto the wall between them; when he asks his neighbor why they need the wall, he is answered only by the response, "Good fences make good neighbours."
One hundred years and four later, the wisdom of Frost's poem-a statement of the things that divide people, has never been truer, as a short time on some Social Media sites will attest to.
Five years ago, my wife and I decided to adopt a dog; and having a large back yard and many four-legged neighbors, we invested in a six-foot high, shadowbox privacy fence and had it painted to match the trim on our house. Several months ago, a fierce wind conspired with a few of the posts that had rotted away at ground level and 16 feet of our very expensive fence crashed to the ground.
Repairs being rather costly, I undertook the process myself, learning the hard way what went into the building of a good fence. After months of work I completed the project and proudly posted the proof of my success in pictures on Facebook.
And here we come full circle; I received more responses, both positive and negative, to those pictures of my repaired fence than many of the books I had labored years to write and market! And all the while the fence was down, I saw my neighbors neither more or less than before it fell.
By the hour, the money I had saved was not enough to justify the time and energy for the result-I would have been better served building my writing platform and scheduling book signings or completing my "Great American Novel."
Society has always been divided and likely always will, and our job as writers is to find the common ground, ride the fences, and mend the walls-not the ones that divide us, but the ones that unite us; for good fences show respect for our neighbor's lives, privacy and opinions and the truth of the statement made in Frost's poem.
Like trying to talk to a neighbor on the other side of a privacy fence, peering through the slats once in a while to gauge their reaction to a particular insight they have shared and hoping they see a knowing nod of the head and a wry smile of recognition of the irony of life.
Written in 1914, Robert Frost's, Mending Wall, talks about two neighbors who meet in the Spring to set the stones that have fallen to each back onto the wall between them; when he asks his neighbor why they need the wall, he is answered only by the response, "Good fences make good neighbours."
One hundred years and four later, the wisdom of Frost's poem-a statement of the things that divide people, has never been truer, as a short time on some Social Media sites will attest to.
Five years ago, my wife and I decided to adopt a dog; and having a large back yard and many four-legged neighbors, we invested in a six-foot high, shadowbox privacy fence and had it painted to match the trim on our house. Several months ago, a fierce wind conspired with a few of the posts that had rotted away at ground level and 16 feet of our very expensive fence crashed to the ground.
Repairs being rather costly, I undertook the process myself, learning the hard way what went into the building of a good fence. After months of work I completed the project and proudly posted the proof of my success in pictures on Facebook.
And here we come full circle; I received more responses, both positive and negative, to those pictures of my repaired fence than many of the books I had labored years to write and market! And all the while the fence was down, I saw my neighbors neither more or less than before it fell.
By the hour, the money I had saved was not enough to justify the time and energy for the result-I would have been better served building my writing platform and scheduling book signings or completing my "Great American Novel."
Society has always been divided and likely always will, and our job as writers is to find the common ground, ride the fences, and mend the walls-not the ones that divide us, but the ones that unite us; for good fences show respect for our neighbor's lives, privacy and opinions and the truth of the statement made in Frost's poem.
July 13, 2018
READY OR NOT
It is not easy to write about a book like The Last Writer-A Warning, without having to issue a spoiler alert in advance, but that is exactly what I will attempt to do.
Good fiction is always based in fact and Cameron Nickels has penned a tale that will take you places both expected and unexpected as you follow the story's protagonist through a series of events in a world that is both familiar and extraordinary at the same time.
Who is Cameron Nickels and where did he come from? Does it really matter? What he has to say in his breakout novel is far more important than who he may or may not be.
If this leaves you curious about The Last Writer and its author, good! It should because this is one book every thinking person should read.
"We are racing toward a future that is already here," - Cameron Nickels.
Ready or not.
Good fiction is always based in fact and Cameron Nickels has penned a tale that will take you places both expected and unexpected as you follow the story's protagonist through a series of events in a world that is both familiar and extraordinary at the same time.
Who is Cameron Nickels and where did he come from? Does it really matter? What he has to say in his breakout novel is far more important than who he may or may not be.
If this leaves you curious about The Last Writer and its author, good! It should because this is one book every thinking person should read.
"We are racing toward a future that is already here," - Cameron Nickels.
Ready or not.
June 11, 2018
Sex, Drugs and Rock and Roll
Three things that were guaranteed to get people's attention-once upon a time but now seem ho-hum- unless they are linked with key words such as (in the same order) Scandal, Overdose, and Legend, with the last somehow involved with the first two subjects in the title of this blog.
What is a writer to do when he or she is not a celebrity, has not been discovered yet, has been so busy writing and baring their soul that they have not had time to market their work, find an agent or send off dozens of professionally polished and packaged manuscripts?
In the new age of digital marketplaces, blogs and print-on-demand publishing how does one reach an audience?
The same way they always have; by sticking with the basics, honing their skills and never giving up. A good writer is a good storyteller and as such should not have to resort to shock talk to find an audience; unless the audience they are trying to reach is looking for that kind of story.
So, why did I title this blog, Sex, Drugs and Rock and Roll?
To get your attention of course! And now that I have it, I think I will start writing for the tabloids you find at the supermarket-you know, the ones your kids read while you are emptying your shopping cart; the ones that blare out headlines about Sex Scandals! Drug Overdose! and the death of a Rock and Roll Legend caused by the heart attack suffered while having sex with a celebrity and snorting cocaine.
Tune in again next week when we'll talk about nudity, illegitimate children and the Hell's Angel running for President.
What is a writer to do when he or she is not a celebrity, has not been discovered yet, has been so busy writing and baring their soul that they have not had time to market their work, find an agent or send off dozens of professionally polished and packaged manuscripts?
In the new age of digital marketplaces, blogs and print-on-demand publishing how does one reach an audience?
The same way they always have; by sticking with the basics, honing their skills and never giving up. A good writer is a good storyteller and as such should not have to resort to shock talk to find an audience; unless the audience they are trying to reach is looking for that kind of story.
So, why did I title this blog, Sex, Drugs and Rock and Roll?
To get your attention of course! And now that I have it, I think I will start writing for the tabloids you find at the supermarket-you know, the ones your kids read while you are emptying your shopping cart; the ones that blare out headlines about Sex Scandals! Drug Overdose! and the death of a Rock and Roll Legend caused by the heart attack suffered while having sex with a celebrity and snorting cocaine.
Tune in again next week when we'll talk about nudity, illegitimate children and the Hell's Angel running for President.
February 1, 2018
New Release
WHO KILLED BUDDY HEFLIN?
On a cold New Year’s Day in 1969, Buddy Heflin left his sister’s house in Jackson, Mississippi, got into a car with three men and was never seen again. He left behind a wife and two sons and a forty-nine-year-old mystery.
Just weeks after filing a Missing Person report, his father died of an apparent heart attack. Soon after that tragedy, Buddy’s sister received two threatening phone calls from a man whose voice she did not recognize telling her not to talk about her brother’s disappearance.
One year later, between Christmas and New Year’s Day, the family answered another phone call concerning John Lloyd Heflin; this one came from a life-long friend who reported that Buddy had been murdered and thrown into the Mississippi river near Vicksburg, Mississippi. Not long after making that call, that man committed suicide in his own home.
Living and working in Chicago where she had taken the boys after a separation from her husband, Alexis Heflin knew nothing of his disappearance until eight months after the fact; nor had she heard of her father-in-law’s death until she contacted family members to ask why she and the boys had heard nothing from Buddy. In spite of their separation, they were still married, and Buddy loved his boys dearly. Alexis and close friends of Buddy and his mother and siblings all agreed that he would never have left his sons voluntarily.
Honorably discharged from the Army in 1966, Buddy had served in the Mississippi National Guard in 1962 when President Kennedy federalized Buddy’s company and sent them to the University of Mississippi to quell the riots and safe guard James Meredith, the first black man to break the color barrier in the school. Buddy served there for two weeks.
But his disappearance and reported murder was likely not related to that historic moment in the Civil Rights struggle that not only besieged the state of Mississippi but the nation as a whole.
Buddy was a popular young man whose ability to gather a crowd, especially of young women, would have been much sought after by both the Ku Klux Klan and the FBI; the former seeking recruiters (called Kleagle’s by the Klan) and the latter, undercover agents to infiltrate the Klan.
Estimates are the FBI had three hundred agents in the state, both paid and unpaid-though one has to wonder why anyone would voluntarily risk certain death by the Klan if they were found out. Certainly, the cause of Civil Rights was a just one, and worth the risk.
Flying under the flak of the riots and civil unrest and the war in Vietnam, the so-called, “Dixie Mafia” was active across the Southern states. A loose collection of violent criminals that had no qualms about how they made money or enforcing their one rule-Thou Shalt Not Snitch, the “Southern Mafia”, as it was sometimes called, took full advantage of the thinly stretched local law enforcement and Federal Bureau of Investigation; preying on the citizens of small towns, running drugs and guns, hi-jacking semi-trucks, running chop shops and working as enforcers for Klan events and persuaders at polling places. Prostitution was another of their activities that everyone seemed to know about, but nobody did anything about.
In the early 1970’s, one “Enforcer” for the group bragged of killing 24 people in just four years; not all of whom were “Snitch’s”-not only was the snitch targeted, but his family and friends as well.
In the nearly fifty years since, Buddy’s disappearance and reported death have never been investigated by any agency of the law. Despite assurances Alexis Heflin received from the Sheriff’s Department of Starkville, MS, the police and the FBI, no report or official conclusion has ever been filed concerning Buddy Heflin, and in spite of leads provided by Alexis from her own inquiries, no apparent follow-up was ever done.
With no body, and no evidence he may be alive, Buddy Heflin was finally declared “Legally Dead”.
Working two jobs to support her children, Alexis Heflin had been denied any Social Security benefits due her and the boys until that declaration, leaving just the boys eligible for the three years before they turned Eighteen. Just Six and Four when their father disappeared, they have had no answers, no grave site and no closure concerning their father for almost half a century.
Convinced that Buddy knew or saw something dangerous to someone’s position or career, Alexis Heflin wants justice-for Buddy, her children and herself.
To that end she is releasing a new telling of Buddy’s story in February of 2018. Titled, Mississippi Whispers, the book will be available on Amazon by Carson/Brown Associates, CBA, Publishing.
Perhaps, with the release of this book we will finally answer the question of who killed Buddy Heflin?
On a cold New Year’s Day in 1969, Buddy Heflin left his sister’s house in Jackson, Mississippi, got into a car with three men and was never seen again. He left behind a wife and two sons and a forty-nine-year-old mystery.
Just weeks after filing a Missing Person report, his father died of an apparent heart attack. Soon after that tragedy, Buddy’s sister received two threatening phone calls from a man whose voice she did not recognize telling her not to talk about her brother’s disappearance.
One year later, between Christmas and New Year’s Day, the family answered another phone call concerning John Lloyd Heflin; this one came from a life-long friend who reported that Buddy had been murdered and thrown into the Mississippi river near Vicksburg, Mississippi. Not long after making that call, that man committed suicide in his own home.
Living and working in Chicago where she had taken the boys after a separation from her husband, Alexis Heflin knew nothing of his disappearance until eight months after the fact; nor had she heard of her father-in-law’s death until she contacted family members to ask why she and the boys had heard nothing from Buddy. In spite of their separation, they were still married, and Buddy loved his boys dearly. Alexis and close friends of Buddy and his mother and siblings all agreed that he would never have left his sons voluntarily.
Honorably discharged from the Army in 1966, Buddy had served in the Mississippi National Guard in 1962 when President Kennedy federalized Buddy’s company and sent them to the University of Mississippi to quell the riots and safe guard James Meredith, the first black man to break the color barrier in the school. Buddy served there for two weeks.
But his disappearance and reported murder was likely not related to that historic moment in the Civil Rights struggle that not only besieged the state of Mississippi but the nation as a whole.
Buddy was a popular young man whose ability to gather a crowd, especially of young women, would have been much sought after by both the Ku Klux Klan and the FBI; the former seeking recruiters (called Kleagle’s by the Klan) and the latter, undercover agents to infiltrate the Klan.
Estimates are the FBI had three hundred agents in the state, both paid and unpaid-though one has to wonder why anyone would voluntarily risk certain death by the Klan if they were found out. Certainly, the cause of Civil Rights was a just one, and worth the risk.
Flying under the flak of the riots and civil unrest and the war in Vietnam, the so-called, “Dixie Mafia” was active across the Southern states. A loose collection of violent criminals that had no qualms about how they made money or enforcing their one rule-Thou Shalt Not Snitch, the “Southern Mafia”, as it was sometimes called, took full advantage of the thinly stretched local law enforcement and Federal Bureau of Investigation; preying on the citizens of small towns, running drugs and guns, hi-jacking semi-trucks, running chop shops and working as enforcers for Klan events and persuaders at polling places. Prostitution was another of their activities that everyone seemed to know about, but nobody did anything about.
In the early 1970’s, one “Enforcer” for the group bragged of killing 24 people in just four years; not all of whom were “Snitch’s”-not only was the snitch targeted, but his family and friends as well.
In the nearly fifty years since, Buddy’s disappearance and reported death have never been investigated by any agency of the law. Despite assurances Alexis Heflin received from the Sheriff’s Department of Starkville, MS, the police and the FBI, no report or official conclusion has ever been filed concerning Buddy Heflin, and in spite of leads provided by Alexis from her own inquiries, no apparent follow-up was ever done.
With no body, and no evidence he may be alive, Buddy Heflin was finally declared “Legally Dead”.
Working two jobs to support her children, Alexis Heflin had been denied any Social Security benefits due her and the boys until that declaration, leaving just the boys eligible for the three years before they turned Eighteen. Just Six and Four when their father disappeared, they have had no answers, no grave site and no closure concerning their father for almost half a century.
Convinced that Buddy knew or saw something dangerous to someone’s position or career, Alexis Heflin wants justice-for Buddy, her children and herself.
To that end she is releasing a new telling of Buddy’s story in February of 2018. Titled, Mississippi Whispers, the book will be available on Amazon by Carson/Brown Associates, CBA, Publishing.
Perhaps, with the release of this book we will finally answer the question of who killed Buddy Heflin?
January 4, 2018
New year-New Novel
On January 1st of 2018, 49 years after the disappearance of John Lloyd "Buddy" Heflin from Jackson, Mississippi, I completed a manuscript for a new novel based on this true event, starting the new year by finishing work begun with his widow, Alexis Heflin, months before.
The decision to repeat the title previously used by Alexis in her documentary, detailing her struggles for information, closure and social security benefits due her and her sons, was made to work with her well known, previous incarnation of the book and maximize exposure for the new version.
Seeking a wider audience, the new, Mississippi Whispers, views the story from a different perspective, allowing us to put ourselves in Buddy's shoes while we follow a theory of probable events based on information that has surfaced over the years.
Though the author and the title remain the same, this Mississippi Whispers has a new look, new approach and a new style.
Due out in February, 2018 the book will be available on Amazon.com from CBA Publishing.
Look for it and see if you can help solve this true crime
that has been an active FBI "Cold Case" since 2010.
It is an exciting and important way to start the new year.
The decision to repeat the title previously used by Alexis in her documentary, detailing her struggles for information, closure and social security benefits due her and her sons, was made to work with her well known, previous incarnation of the book and maximize exposure for the new version.
Seeking a wider audience, the new, Mississippi Whispers, views the story from a different perspective, allowing us to put ourselves in Buddy's shoes while we follow a theory of probable events based on information that has surfaced over the years.
Though the author and the title remain the same, this Mississippi Whispers has a new look, new approach and a new style.
Due out in February, 2018 the book will be available on Amazon.com from CBA Publishing.
Look for it and see if you can help solve this true crime
that has been an active FBI "Cold Case" since 2010.
It is an exciting and important way to start the new year.
October 20, 2017
Don't Turn Around
It's All Hallows Eve and the cold North breeze
Sends the wails of spirits
Whistling through the trees.
The children are gathering
In hordes on the street
Thinking of candy
And the ghouls they'll meet.
And if you are alone on this magic night
Beware! Lest your imagination take flight.
The cupboards hold monsters and and scary things
Snakes and bats and crawling things!
There's a banging in the hallway
And a slither on the floor-
Pretend you don't hear and you'll only hear more!
Don't pull back the curtain-
For a face you might see
Sit in the chair and gather your knees!
Remember this rule as the goblins abound-
Whatever you do-
Don't turn around!
John Evan Carson
Sends the wails of spirits
Whistling through the trees.
The children are gathering
In hordes on the street
Thinking of candy
And the ghouls they'll meet.
And if you are alone on this magic night
Beware! Lest your imagination take flight.
The cupboards hold monsters and and scary things
Snakes and bats and crawling things!
There's a banging in the hallway
And a slither on the floor-
Pretend you don't hear and you'll only hear more!
Don't pull back the curtain-
For a face you might see
Sit in the chair and gather your knees!
Remember this rule as the goblins abound-
Whatever you do-
Don't turn around!
John Evan Carson
September 7, 2017
Back in the Saddle Again
I got back on the horse today after a three month sabbatical from the voluntary position as a Creative Writing Instructor.
A rewarding endeavor that had proven to be quite popular, it had helped sharpen my writing skills and keep my head in the game.
But after nearly two straight years without a break, it was time to take on another project, and thus avoid the dreaded "Burnout".
The cooler days of September and the approach of Autumn, have always inspired me, and I relied heavily on that today as I returned to my old room in the Senior Center still unsure of what to say in my opening class; a question that had pestered me persistently during the last weeks of Summer, causing me to wonder if I still had my aim.
I need not have stressed about it though, and as I faced new and former members of the class, I let my heart guide me-as we should when we write.
Though I had enjoyed the time off and a change of routine, I also had to admit to missing the class. But it was not until today, as I stood in front of the tables with the familiar whiteboard at my back, that I felt the full import of my time without the badge.
As if I had never left my post, I slipped my boot into the stirrup easily and surely, reared my mount and galloped full speed ahead, leaving the twin rustlers of confidence, Doubt and Uncertainty, in the dust as I rode off into the sunset, ready to write another day.
A rewarding endeavor that had proven to be quite popular, it had helped sharpen my writing skills and keep my head in the game.
But after nearly two straight years without a break, it was time to take on another project, and thus avoid the dreaded "Burnout".
The cooler days of September and the approach of Autumn, have always inspired me, and I relied heavily on that today as I returned to my old room in the Senior Center still unsure of what to say in my opening class; a question that had pestered me persistently during the last weeks of Summer, causing me to wonder if I still had my aim.
I need not have stressed about it though, and as I faced new and former members of the class, I let my heart guide me-as we should when we write.
Though I had enjoyed the time off and a change of routine, I also had to admit to missing the class. But it was not until today, as I stood in front of the tables with the familiar whiteboard at my back, that I felt the full import of my time without the badge.
As if I had never left my post, I slipped my boot into the stirrup easily and surely, reared my mount and galloped full speed ahead, leaving the twin rustlers of confidence, Doubt and Uncertainty, in the dust as I rode off into the sunset, ready to write another day.
July 31, 2017
Back to School
Our kids and grand-kids are not the only ones going back to school-my classes at the Senior Center begin on the first Thursday in September and though I am the Creative Writing instructor, I have learned that I am also a student.
It is always a challenge to stand in front of a group of adults, many far more accomplished than I and several holding degrees in fields I have never walked in, and endeavor to give each person something they can use to reach their writing goal each week.
Yet, somehow, for two years without a break, I have been able to do just that. Now, after having the summer off to catch up on family and personal projects, I am looking forward to the Fall and Winter sessions.
With the success of my latest book, Scruffy, and the media attention I have been fortunate enough to garner, I am approaching this coming third year with my batteries re-charged and my mind refreshed.
Come September 7th, we will see what I have learned from my students during the first two years and how well I can apply it, when I go back to school.
It is always a challenge to stand in front of a group of adults, many far more accomplished than I and several holding degrees in fields I have never walked in, and endeavor to give each person something they can use to reach their writing goal each week.
Yet, somehow, for two years without a break, I have been able to do just that. Now, after having the summer off to catch up on family and personal projects, I am looking forward to the Fall and Winter sessions.
With the success of my latest book, Scruffy, and the media attention I have been fortunate enough to garner, I am approaching this coming third year with my batteries re-charged and my mind refreshed.
Come September 7th, we will see what I have learned from my students during the first two years and how well I can apply it, when I go back to school.
The Phoenix
Now the author of eight published novels and many published poems I am proud to write for The American Legion in the monthly newsletter of the largest Post in Alabama where I live with my wife and co-
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