Erik Gustafson's Blog, page 17
May 9, 2012
May 5, 2012
Free Novel and New Cover!
I am excited to announce the Neil Jackson has designed an amazing cover for my novel Fall Leaves and the Black Dragon!
To celebrate, I am offering it free for the entire weekend…even Monday, because we all wish Monday was part of the weekend…check it out and I would love to hear your thoughts…
Click the cover to go straight to the Amazon page!
http://www.amazon.com/Fall-Leaves-Black-Dragon-ebook/dp/B004NIFPBO
Now off to our yard sale, get to listen to people try to talk me down on things marked 5...
May 4, 2012
#FridayFlash Roots and Vines: The Unwanted Gift
Roots and Vines
I woke early this morning, feeling bouncy and refreshed. There were lots of wicked storms through the night, but I slept through them all. I know this only because when I went outside for my morning run, everything was wet and little bits of twigs with green leaves still clinging to them covered the lawn. Most unsightly, but I cranked up the music blaring in my headset, and took off down the road.
Forty-five minutes later, I was sitting at my kitchen table skimming through my Fa...
May 1, 2012
Lucky Seven Meme
I was recently tagged by Paul D. Dail for the #luckyseven meme. In fact, I stole his instructions instead of rewriting them….hope that’s ok.
If you haven’t seen this meme before at other blogs… well, I’d be shocked. In fact, I was wondering if I was going to be tagged for it, but as I don’t normally participate in memes, I wasn’t terribly surprised that it had been floating around so long without hitting me.
Anyway, the longer it stays out there, the more flexible the rules seem to get. But two...
April 26, 2012
#FictionFriday A Real Eye Opener
A Real Eye Opener
On the footrest, his grandpa’s feet were pointing up like black rabbit ears, so Bobby knew the faded, dull orange La-Z-Boy was fully reclined, even before he came fully around the corner. Approaching the living room, he slowed to a tiptoe. He wanted to give the old guy a little scare, something his grandpa loved to do to him—pay backs are a rare opportunity not to be squandered.
Grinning and slinking across the hardboards, he kicked a pop can, sending caramel-colored liquid sp...
April 25, 2012
Guest blog: Emily Guido
The author, Emily Guido will be having a Grand Giveaway that runs through-out the tour. There will be three (3) winners and one (1) lucky winner will win a $50 Amazon Gift Card, a Signed Charmeine Bookmark, and free Charmeine eBook! The other two (2) winners will receive a $25 Amazon Gift Card, Signed Bookmark and free Charmeine eBook! The giveaway is US and International and runs until May 7th.
Click here to enter!
How “Charmeine” lived?
Author of “Charmeine” the First Novel in “The Light-Beare...
April 19, 2012
#FridayFlash The Order of the Cat
The Order of the Cat
Gravel crunched under the wheels of the blue Saturn as it pulled away from the stop sign, turning left down another unpaved road. In the nearly empty field, a massive harvester stood motionless like a lone sentry.
“I don’t think these back roads are saving us any time.” Jessica said, her blond hair falling over her face as she texted back and forth with one of her friends.
“We’ll be fine.” The man took a long drag off a cigarette and blew the smoke sideways out a partially r...
April 18, 2012
Old buildings
I live in small town Iowa and spend a great deal of time driving through rural areas. I see a lot of broken down forgotten farm buildings and other such structures.
Dilapidated shit.
I wonder is its okay to pull up and explore or at least snap off a bunch of photos. It seems intrusive even through no one seems to be there. I just think its an idea-rich setting.
The collapsed barns, the caved in roofs looking like rotten cantaloupe. The ivy and bramble covered walls. Trees reaching in broken wind...
April 12, 2012
Friday Flash: The Unlucky Town
The small town was a beautiful place- its rolling hills, vibrant gardens, and lush trees had been featured in many nature and landscape magazines over the decades but all that changed overnight.
The darkness crept up on the quiet, sleeping town like an uninvited guest; a darkness that was not part of the night. Something foreign. Something rare indeed.
The gloom slipped inside every crack of every house, every store, and in fact, every structure, even the dull red brick schoolhouse. As the peop...
April 5, 2012
Friday Flash!! Grandpa’s Mirror
Grandpa’s Mirror
The priest conducting the ceremony looked like an ancient, gray-haired leprechaun. The crash of thunder accented his closing prayer. Connie had been watching the black clouds roll in during the service, worrying that the rain would come before they were done.
Fat blobs of rain smacked onto the canvas funeral tent as people offered sympathy or shared a memory, then popped open umbrella and scurried back to their cars. After a few minutes, most everyone had departed.
“Time to say...
