My Golf Game is Lame?

Yesterday I took to the links with a friend, Janice Crosby. Before we teed off, she noticed the tires of my golf cart were looking a bit flat, suggesting I pull into her and her husband’s cart shed where they have a compressor ready to go. Once I pulled into the shed, my attention was soon averted by my twisted side . . . one that humors me, but worries others.  What I saw on the shelf in the shed was a prop of an amputated lower limb. I’ve got to get me one of those things. I thought it was crazy funny. However, it did turn out to be somewhat prophetic as to the fate of my round. I said to myself, Nina, your game was lame.

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Appreciating a Reviewer, Jason Brown

When I decided to write psychological thrillers, it was because I thought the fiction world was a safe place to take the imagination to wild places. With that being said, just as long as I thought I could keep two feet on the ground and was able to focus clearly on what was real and what was not, I sought out to disturb people . . . and I’ve had a good time doing it. In a published review of my latest thriller, Envy Rots the Bones, Jason Brown gave what I felt was a detailed, genuine, and constructive review to the book’s strength and weaknesses. But never did I expect this video clip, https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=4ul6cKcH0qw. It was above and beyond.

P.S. What does he consider the best book he ever read? Ray Bradbury’s Fahrenheit 451