Just completed the GR20 which took me across Corsica thru unbelievably beautiful mountains. This morning I am waiting for my train that takes me from Carcassonne to the Spanish border where I will begin the Camino de Santiago

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In 5 days, I leave the mountains for a week long recuperation in Porto Vecchio

I feel like I have stepped into a Lord of the Rings world. The corsican mountains are other worldly. Jagged peaks that retreat behind raging mists. I feel a Corsican rebel character forcing it’s way into my next book. Gotta figure what the link is. Maybe an ancient templar code kept hidden in a rough mountain refuge?

I literally kept the image of John Brennan in my mind when writing the character of  Urizen in my book Wrathful Empathies, The 2nd Raid on Harpers Ferry.

How else do you convince people that an old white guy can be scary, ruthless and capable of cold blooded violence….  Well, it is not a stretch to imagine him in countless chapter scenes acting out the worst amoral orders of the Authority.

This is a snapshot of my website visitor statistics. I thought Google had created a Great Wall that sealed off China’s internet from the rest of the world? If so, that would mean the “visitors” from China to my author’s blog must be from the communist government? Or, my message has reached dissidents within that prison state that are risking everything to view my posts.

Stopping By Woods On A Snowy Evening

By Robert Frost