The Secret in the Wall: A Novel (Silver Rush Mysteries) by Ann Parker


Sometimes you can't keep your gown out of the gutter...

Inez Stannert has reinvented herself—again. Fleeing the comfort and wealth of her East Coast upbringing, she became a saloon owner and card sharp in the rough silver boomtown of Leadville, Colorado, always favoring the unconventional path—a difficult road for a woman in the late 1800s.

Then the teenaged daughter of a local prostitute is orphaned by her mother's murder, and Inez steps up to raise the troubled girl as her own. Inez works hard to keep a respectable, loving home for Antonia, carefully crafting their new life in San Francisco. But risk is a seductive friend, difficult to resist. When a skeleton tumbles from the wall of her latest business investment, the police only seem interested in the bag of Civil War-era gold coins that fell out with it. With her trusty derringer tucked in the folds of her gown, Inez uses her street smarts and sheer will to unearth a secret that someone has already killed to keep buried. The more she digs, the muddier and more dangerous things become.

She enlists the help of Walter de Brujin, a local private investigator with whom she shares some history. Though she wants to trust him, she fears that his knowledge of her past, along with her growing attraction to him, may well blow her veneer of respectability to bits—that is, if her dogged pursuit of the truth doesn't kill her first . . .

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About the Author

Ann Parker is a science writer by day and fiction writer by night. Her award-winning Silver Rush Mysteries series, published by Poisoned Pen Press, a Sourcebooks imprint, is set primarily in 1880s Leadville, Colorado, and more recently in San Francisco, California, the “Paris of the West.” The series was named a Booksellers Favorite by the Mountains and Plains Independent Booksellers Association, and Ann is listed in the Colorado Authors' Hall of Fame. The Secret in the Wall is the eighth and newest entry in the series.

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WHEN HARRY KILLED SALLY, the cops got it wrong! 

Emmalyst Whichur knew there was no way Harry had killed her godmother. Harry adored Sally. But the evidence pointed right at him. As an investigative reporter, though freshly out of a job, Lyst had not only the chops to look into things, she had the time. In any case, she needed to be in Killaman Falls. Even though it was nearly the last place on Earth she would have chosen to be. And not just because killers were apparently loose in the miniscule mountain town.

Connor Wolfe knew his friend Harry hadn’t killed Sally Whichur either, but there was that damning evidence. As the official non-paid liaison for the sheriff’s department in Killaman Falls, New Hampshire, at least he had an “in” with law enforcement. But he had further problems to deal with, one of them being springing Harry before the Full Moon arrived. If he was still incarcerated then, a well-kept secret the two of them shared would be out in the open.

Sally had been an expert secret keeper herself though. Connor knew nothing of Sally’s life prior to arriving in Killaman Falls, and Lyst knew nothing about it prior to Sally’s arrival at the commune where Lyst had been born. Could Sally’s mysterious past have caught up with her? Or was the answer to her murder closer to home?

When Emmalyst Whichur met Connor Wolfe, it was a sleuthing match in the making. And possibly a bit more.

After all, in Killaman Falls, if a witch and a werewolf walk into the same bar, things really can't be the same ever again.

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Emmalyst Whichur had obviously ordered her food because the menu was missing, and a steaming mug of coffee sat near her right hand. Her hair swung just above her shoulders and when she looked up passed the brim of her hat when I stopped by the banquette seat across from her, there was a challenge in her green eyes.

“We can forego the FMP groping,” she said.

Have to admit, it was not what I’d expected her opening broadside to be.

“You’re familiar with the Full Moon Protection festival then?”

She sighed. “Harry used to do it. Are you picking the practice up while he’s incarcerated to exercise your lecherous tendencies?”

“Actually, he handed the sacred duty over to me two years ago. We had a ceremony, and everything thing. People cheered,” I added.

“People cheered.” She said it flat and doubting.

I held my hand out, offering her one of my business cards. “Connor Wolfe. I believe I’ve got something that you need.”

“Don’t count on it, buddy,” she snarled, ignoring the card, so I dropped it on the table.

Having supplied my most charming grin—at least, that’s what my mother had called it. I’d had well over a hundred and fifty years of it proving its worth, too—I dangled a keyring before her eyes. “You probably need these to get into Sally’s place.”

“Oh. Yes, thank you. I do need those,” she agreed accepting the offering. “Sorry I misread your intentions.”

“Not a problem. Mind if I join you?”

“And the reason that you should?”


“And how exactly are you involved in this?” she demanded. “Other than having been cheered when you inherited the FMP duties, which I take it means you two are friends.”

“Brothers beneath the skin is how Harry terms it. Do I get to sit down or just continue to loom over you?”

“By all means, Mr. Wolfe, please join me, won’t you?”

She sounded sarcastic as hell.

“Make it Connor,” I said. “We’ll be working closely on this case. Much better to be on friendly terms. What would you prefer I call you? Ms. Whichur or Emmalyst?”

She gritted her teeth. I detected a slight shutter of revulsion. “Just Lyst, Connor. I know everyone’s on a first name basis on the mountain. Probably because they’re all related.”

“You really know nothing about Killaman Falls, do you?”

“Hick town on the side of a mountain and nowhere near civilization. Or do you finally have cell service here?”

“Nope. No handy tower.”


“Only if you own a dish and it and the satellite are in a committed relationship,” I admitted.

“So, communication off the mountain is still via ham radio or did the phone company run cables to make landlines the up-and-coming thing here?”

“Yes, they did, on poles. Then a tree fell over and wiped service out. As they haven’t made it back to repair things, it’s still on our wish list. A few people do know how to send smoke signals.”

“Ah,” she said. “You’re being factious. What exactly do you do on the mountain beyond the Full Moon hogwash, Connor Wolfe? Forest ranger? Lumberjack?”

“Closer to local gigolo, although the clientele is very select.” And, yes, I was being factious.

Which was the point when Omay, the tavern owner’s wife, set a bottle of Guiness in front of me and cocked her head. “The usual Friday night fare, sheriff?”

“No imagination, have I?” I said. “I’ll abandon caution tonight and have what Ms. Whichur is having. What is it?”

“Your usual,” Omay answered and returned to the kitchen.

I met Sally’s niece’s eyes across the table. “We have something in common already. Huzzah!”

“Dial it down, buddy,” Emmalyst ordered. “Since Mrs. Whatever called you ‘sheriff’ it sounds like the population has reached the desired number to acquire their own cop in Killaman Falls.”

“Devil a bit, darlin’. It’s an honorary title. For some reason they felt the Falls needed one on the scene.”

“Perhaps the reason they thought one was needed was that the name of this widening in the road is Kill-a-man,” she said.

“It’s likely a tumble over the Falls is what killed the lad. Besides, no one knows how far back in time that supposedly took place.”

Emmalyst shrugged. “I’ve certainly never heard. Perhaps the question should be why hasn’t the name been changed to something less…er…fatal?”

“No, the question is why did Sally Whichur choose to move here twenty years ago?”


About the Author

Beth Henderson has always loved mystery and currently she writes quite a lot of it, just under various names. Connor Wolfe isn’t the only one answering to more than one name.

Henderson’s first published novel was a romantic suspense comedy, released in May 1990. Since then she’s worn a variety of names and has over 30 novels, 9 novellas, 16 short stories, and the numbers keep growing. She also writes non-fiction about writing genre fiction. There are very few genres she hasn’t taken a fancy to when it comes to spinning tales. WHEN HARRY KILLED SALLY is the 1st book in the Whichur-Wolfe Detection paranormal lite cozy mystery romantic comedy series.

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The Lake Templeton Murders by HS Burney

A body washes up on the shores of Lake Templeton, a small town on the coast of Vancouver Island. Sharon Reese, the victim, was a dedicated government employee. Everyone liked her, but no one knew much about her. Was she hiding something? Maybe a questionable past riddled with scandal. And did it lead to her plunge to death, in a drunken stupor, off the dock outside her secluded lakefront lodge?

Was it an accident? A suicide? Or cold-blooded murder? Private Investigator, Fati Rizvi, is determined to find out.

Fati arrives in Lake Templeton to find secrets that run as deep as the City’s sewers. Everyone is hiding something and nothing is as it seems. A cult escapee. A corrupt politician. A struggling airline. A multi-million dollar public-private project to revitalize the Lake Templeton waterfront. How are they all connected?

As Fati valiantly unravels the knots, another body is found on the shore. Is it the same killer? And can Fati stop them before they strike again?

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Please tell us which character (other than the protagonist) in the book is your favorite and why.

Fati Rizvi believes that any Private Investigator worth their salt has a trusted sidekick. After all, cases are more fun to solve when you can bring someone fun with you.

I really enjoyed creating the character of Fati’s sidekick, Zed. He adds the perfect touch of fun to the story. Zed is twenty-eight years old, footloose, and carefree. He drives a bright yellow Mini Cooper and sports a buzzcut because it makes it easier to slip in and out of wigs. He’s finding his feet as a PI but it’s really a side gig for him. He earns his living playing video games online to legions of fans. In his late twenties, he’s also a techie.

While writing The Lake Templeton Murders, every time I felt the story was starting to get stilted, I would bring in Zed. He served as a reminder to Fati – and to me! – not to take herself too seriously.

Zed’s charming, devil-may-care personality is the perfect foil to Fati’s blunt, hard-charging ways. Fati is direct and to-the-point and can’t help herself from popping off all the hard questions at suspects without blinking an eye. Zed knows how to put people at ease. He can distract. He can compliment. He can get a laugh out of them while Fati does her work behind the scenes.

Fati lets her latest case consume her to the point of neglecting sleep, personal hygiene, and relationships. For Zed, solving cases is merely a means to an end to avoid boredom in life. Because there’s nothing worse than boredom. Zed is unafraid to put himself in dangerous situations, maybe assuming that things will turn out all right. Or not giving danger a thought at all. Whether it’s tailing or confronting a suspect, ingesting an unknown white powder because he ‘likes surprises’, or breaking into a political official’s house, Zed is always game for anything.

Zed’s antics add great color to the story. Whether it’s accidentally bumping a suspect to pick their pocket or fawning over them to create a smokescreen while Fati swipes their phone, Zed can be counted on to deliver. He is always up for an adventure. And no matter the time of night, he’s always just a phone call – or text! – away! As long as he’s not cavorting around with the latest paramour he picked up at the gay bars in Downtown Vancouver.

Zed was a joy to write. And based on the feedback I’ve received from readers so far, Zed was their favorite character too!

About the Author

HS Burney writes fast-moving, action-packed mysteries set against the backdrop of majestic mountains and crystalline ocean in West Coast Canada. She loves creating characters that keep you on your toes. A corporate executive by day and a novelist by night, HS Burney received her Bachelors’ in Creative Writing from Lafayette College. A proud Canadian immigrant, she takes her readers into worlds populated by diverse characters with unique cultural backgrounds. When not writing, she is out hiking, waiting for the next story idea to strike, and pull her into a new world.

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Huh? Why? and Punch: A Silicon Valley Mystery by Marc Jedel


When murder crashes his vacation, can a techie in paradise still catch some waves while snaring a killer?

Marty Golden is ready to kick back at the beach. When his neighbor offers free rooms in Hawaii, the software engineer is quick to round up his girlfriend, sister, and nieces for the luau of a lifetime. But his arrival at the resort turns his sun-filled hopes into hunches about homicide after he encounters a very deceased and inconvenient body.

Pressured into helping, a grudging Marty uses his sharp attention to detail to hone in on a crucial clue missed by the police. But his half-hearted investigation spirals out of control with wild chases, burglaries, and secret passageways before the reluctant sleuth gets serious when he’s suddenly added to the target list.

Can Marty hula his way to the real culprit before he’s lei’d to rest?

Huh? Why? and Punch can be read standalone and is the humorous fifth book in the Silicon Valley cozy mystery series. If you like brilliant but bumbling heroes, crazy fun supporting casts, and daring escapades, then you’ll love this laugh-out-loud whodunit.

Buy Huh? Why? and Punch today to dive into a unique taste of paradise!


Once the cops were out of sight, I asked, “Doesn’t it seem suspicious to you?”

“Huh? Why?”

“And,” I finished, and smirked.

“What?” Meghan’s eyebrows squashed together in confusion as she stared at me.

“Get it? ‘Huh, Why, And.’ It sounds like Hawaiian.” I laughed at the play on words.

Meghan grimaced and pointed me into the elevator. “It’s way too late for that nonsense.”

I ignored her criticism. Good humor didn’t follow a clock.

“Nah.” I shook my head. “I’ve got a feeling about it.”

“What kind of feeling?” Meghan shot me a bemused glance.

“I’m feeling like it’s a good thing Marty Golden, super sleuth, is on the job.”

“Nobody’s ever called you that.” She leaned her head back and squinted skeptically at me.

“You could start.” I implored her with my best puppy-dog eyes.

“No.” She shook her head decisively. “Not going to happen.”


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Marc Jedel writes humorous murder mysteries. He credits his years of marketing leadership positions in Silicon Valley for honing his writing skills and sense of humor. While his high-tech marketing roles involved crafting plenty of fiction, these were just called emails, ads, and marketing collateral.

For most of Marc’s life, he’s been inventing stories. As he’s gotten older, he’s encountered more funny and odd people and situations. This has made it even easier for him to write what he knows and make up the rest. It’s a skill that’s served him well, both as an author and marketer.

The publication of Marc’s first novel, UNCLE AND ANTS, gave him permission to claim “author” as his job. This leads to much more interesting conversations than answering, “marketing.”

Like his character, Marty from the Silicon Valley Mystery series, Marc now lives in Silicon Valley, works in high-tech, and enjoys bad puns. Like his characters Jonas and Elizabeth from the Ozarks Lake Mystery series, Marc grew up in the South and spent plenty of time in and around Arkansas.

Along with all his protagonists, Marc too has a dog, although his is neurotic, sweet, and small, with little appreciation for Marc’s humor.

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Taken by George A Bernstein


A Detective Al Warner Novel

Warner series, Book 6

Suspense / Thriller

Date Published: 11-11-2021

Publisher: GnD Publishing LLC

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 Detective Al Warner’s investigation of a street hooker’s death leads to a case of human sex-trafficking. Nicki, an undercover cop, is snatched while carrying a concealed tracking device, but it’s stripped from her before she can activate it. Warner is stymied as she struggles to send the locating beacon.

Meanwhile, a young woman, Maggie, is offered a lucrative deal as a birth surrogate for a secretive, wealthy couple. While living nine months in luxurious seclusion, she learns her fetus is a tool of extortion, and fears for her life. Al Warner is struggling to solve two cases at once. It all comes together in a violent conclusion, with Warner once again thrust into deadly peril.


The blue Maserati GT convertible shot the too narrow gap between a Honda SUV and a Ford pickup. At 115 miles per hour, only a light rap by the F150 on the GT’s rear bumper sent it spinning across the Palmetto Expressway. It tumbled over four times, careening off the concrete median strip and showered the pavement with sparks and blood spatter.

The mangled vehicle skidded to a final stop, upside down and straddling two lanes. Luckily, late evening traffic was light and further collisions were avoided as all traffic screeched to a halt.

The driver of the Ford and another man leaped from their vehicles and hurried to the $200,000 pile of wreckage, peering inside in the unlikelihood there were survivors. No one was visible, but blood began to pool on the macadam.

Seven minutes later, the police had blocked off the expressway, and an ambulance was transporting the single DOA victim to Jackson Memorial, and eventually the Medical Examiner. He had been IDd as Anthony Stirling, of Coral Gables, a prominent banker and philanthropist.  A tox screen would prove negative for alcohol or drugs. The clearly wealthy man had been intoxicated only by speed and power, and probably a life of imagined invincibility.

He’d been wrong.


About the Author

George A. Bernstein, now living in south Florida, is the retired President of a modest, publicly held appliance manufacturer. He spent years attending writing seminars and conferences, learning to polish his work and developing a strong “voice.” George is acclaimed by his peers as a superb wordsmith and a crafter of surprise endings no one expects. He works with professional editors to ensure his novels meet his own rigorous standards, and all of his books are currently published by small indie press, GnD Publishing LLC, in which he has an interest.

Taken is the sixth of his Detective Al Warner Suspense series, with the first five; Death’s Angel; Born to Die; The Prom Dress Killer; White Death; and Sniper, all garnering rave reviews. His Detective Al Warner has attracted many fans, with readers likening Warner to James Patterson’s Alex Cross. Four of his novels are also now available in Audible.

Bernstein’s first novel, Trapped, was a winner in a small Indie publisher’s “Next Great American Novel” contest, and received high praise, gaining many mostly 5-star reviews, reaching “Top 100” status. His second novel, A 3rd Time to Die (A paranormal Romantic Suspense) has also garnered mostly 5-Star & 4-Star reviews, with one reader likening him to the best, less “spooky” works of Dean Koontz & Stephen King.

Bernstein is also a “World-class” fly-fisherman, setting a baker’s dozen IGFA World Records, mostly on fly-rods. He’s written the popular Toothy Critters Love Flies, the complete book on fly-fishing for pike & musky.

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The Jake Eliam Chickenbone Mystery Series by Cliff Yeargin

Rabbit Shine

Jake Eliam ChickenBone Mystery Series Book 1

by Cliff Yeargin

Genre: Southern Fried Humorous Mystery 

RABBIT SHINE A Jake Eliam ChickenBone Mystery

Book # 1 in the Award Winning Southern Fried Mystery Series

Jake Eliam spent a lifetime in baseball, until a chance turn that led him into the Atlanta neighborhood known as ChickenBone, where he ended up a part time private investigator thanks to a timely meeting with the man everybody called Catfish, the owner of the legendary 3 Pigs BBQ. When the top big league prospect for the Atlanta Peaches is killed in a car accident, the city mourns”. But was it an accident? So in between his part time job of making custom baseball bats in his shop in ChickenBone, Eliam is hired to find out the truth. Along the way he runs into a wealthy former member of Congress with a penchant for quoting scriptures, two rednecks named Tater and Booger, an ex-con hired killer who scrapes up dead chickens for a living, a tattooed stripper, a flop eared dog named Chance, and a former sheriff turned moonshiner. And the truth gets lost in a mix of greed, ambition, jealousy, regret, and murder.

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Jake goes deep into the world of snake handlers and snake farms of the south to track down a guitar player missing for 20 years


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Hoochy Koochy

Jake Eliam ChickenBone Mystery Series Book 2

HOOCHY KOOCHY A Jake Eliam ChickenBone Mystery NAMED 1ST FINALIST IN THE 52ND ANNUAL GEORGIA AUTHOR OF THE YEAR AWARDS FOR MYSTERY/DETECTIVE NOVELS After a long season of making baseball bats all Jake Eliam wants to do is relax and watch the World Series. But when his friend Catfish calls with what he says is easy money, his other job as a Private Investigator intervenes. Catfish’s former fraternity brother is looking for his own payday if can reunite all the original players in his "One Hit Wonder"college band and is willing to pay big bucks to track down the one missing member, the lead guitar player. The only lead, his classic Fender that went missing at the same time. The trail meets up with a late night DJ, a beautiful hippie turned wealthy housewife, a stoned drummer with a shaky trigger finger, a mysterious son of the Dixie Mafia and a church where snakes are served up along side apple pie. The search ends up on a snake farm run by a fellow named Sweet Thang who has a penchant for old TV shows and speaking in rhymes. As secrets come crawling out like copperheads, Jake Eliam begins to think he just might end up a "One Hit Wonder" himself.


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Jake Eliam ChickenBone Mystery Series Book 3

Billy Ray Kincaid is in the catbird seat. He owns a TV Sports Network that showcases Cissy, a sexy young sideline reporter and televises the top college football game each week. But the self proclaimed turnaround artist went cheap and now BTSN is about to go bust. Enter Jake Eliam, a lifetime baseball man, who scrapes by making baseball bats on the edge of a train yard known as ChickenBone. When cash runs low his best friend Catfish, the owner of the 3 PIGS BBQ, steps in with hot pulled pork, cold cash and work as a private investigator. When Alabama faces Georgia in the biggest game of the year, Catfish wrangles Jake to play bodyguard to Cissy who is the subject of an unusual stalker. The easy payday soon turns into a blocked punt of greed and deception. As the trail winds to the old Dixie Dew Pickle Factory in the North Georgia mountains, Jake rounds up his friends and a team of misfits including a drunken former Bulldog they call Dumptruck and a reclusive ex-con named Boobytrap. His ragtag team has time to run one last play on 4th and long or end up permanently benched.
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Jake Eliam ChickenBone Mystery Series Book 4

The latest in the Award Winning ChickenBone Mystery Series

Sammy ‘Shoestring’ Stubbs wasn’t a very good Major League ballplayer, but he was a Hall of Fame thief. During his short time in the big leagues, Shoestring stole every piece of baseball memorabilia from teammates and opponents that he could get his greedy hands on. Back home in Georgia, a nasty poker game turned into a double murder and Shoestring and his loot disappeared. Decades later, the scout who signed him has a lead on where it all might be hidden. Enter Jake Eliam, a former player turned PI, who teams up with an odd cast of characters that would rival any baseball team to track down the treasure. The cast includes his best friend Catfish, a wise worm farmer, a nosy reporter who dresses like a surfer, a bounty hunter named after Jerry Lee Lewis, a strip club owner that resembles the Fat Elvis and a guide famous for burning down a burger joint. Toss in a 150 year old ghost along with deep secrets hidden beneath a mysterious and dangerous shoals and you have got yourself one Southern Fried BirdDog Boogie.

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SweetTater Tango

Jake Eliam ChickenBone Mystery Series Book 5

Catfish Wilson is a football man, Jake Eliam a baseball man.But when the Southern Nights Baseball League needs investors, Catfish switches sports to become part owner of the Tully City TaterHeads. Despite sensing a bad mojo, Jake signs on as Manager for a fat paycheck.The brains behind the league, Billy Bonz, cares more about pig races and ticket gate monkeys than baseball. During the season’s biggest promotion, a legendary car from a famous TV show barrels through the outfield fence and disappears into the night.Jake is forced to form a new team to find the car or everybody goes home broke. The lineup includes Sugar, a Smokey & The Bandit wannabe. BoDilly, an ex-con who hangs out with a beer-drinking hog, and his pals, Polecat and RoadKill. This team of misfits faces some high heat from a mean backwoods clan, a corrupt sheriff, and the Tully City Peanut King. With two out in the ninth, they have one last chance to steal a win or end up on the wrong end of a suicide squeeze.

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We have all heard that saying, ‘Write about what you know.’ But maybe it should be write about who you know. When people ask me where I come up with all the oddball names and characters in my ChickenBone Mystery Series, I just tell the truth…I disguise my relatives just enough so they can’t recognize themselves.

I am often told I lean on old outdated stereotypes for my cast of Southern characters. That usually comes from somebody who has never been to the deep South. When it comes to nicknames and folks a bit off kilter, I haven’t even scratched the surface of real people that I grew up around and people you will meet if you get off the interstate and turn down a long tar and gravel road.

I have characters in my books with some odd names…

DumpTruck…SweetThang…Polecat…RoadKill…Greasefire and Percy Beauregard Dixie Doogan, known in six counties simply as ‘Sugar’.

But for every name I make up, you can head down to rural Georgia where I grew up and find FIVE more colorful names every FIVE miles.

And you would be even more surprised to find out when you run across a Snog, Snake, Stumpy or Stinky they would not be some toothless redneck living in a trailer up on blocks. They just might be a plumber, a lawyer, a coach or even your Senator. That nickname planted on them early in life and it just kept on following them around like an old dog searching for a bone. And truth be told, many wear it as a Badge of Honor.

People also tell me my books have a somewhat slow pace to them at times. I agree. That’s the way we do things in the rural South. In a big city, if your neighbor wants to borrow your lawnmower, he just walks up to your yard and straight out says, “Can I borrow your mower?”

But not out where the corn grows. It goes more like this. Your neighbor drives up in his truck, gets out, pets your dog and gives you a wave.

            “Hey, Stumpy,” he says. “How’s them peanuts of yours growing?” Stinky will start out.

            “Good, good,” Stumpy will reply. “Deep in the dirt and hanging heavy.”

            “Yesterday was a hot one wasn’t it?”

            “TV said it’s gonna be worse today.”

            “That so?”

            “That’s what they say.”

This will go on for about another five minutes or so, then Stinky will finally get around to it…

            “Well, I just come by to see if I could borrow that mower of yours for a bit?”

That’s just the way it is down South. The weather is hot, the beer is cold and folks know you don’t get in a hurry. You just slow down and smell the Collard Greens.

Cliff Yeargin has spent his life as a ‘Storyteller, traveling the U.S. as a Writer/Producer/Photographer and Editor in Broadcast journalism.

He began his career in the mountains of Western North Carolina where he worked with two college buddies, both who went on to become Sports Broadcasting Legends. Yeargin did not, but he did shoot the only video of the first 3-Point goal in the history of NCAA College Basketball. This is NOT fiction…you can look it up!

His travels as a broadcaster have taken him to dozens of Major League ballparks, World Series, Super Bowls, Final Fours, NASCAR, National Championships and he managed to convince his bosses for many, many years that staying at a Baseball Spring Training camp for two months involved hard work and sacrifice.

He has written stories in more places than you can count. In dugouts with rats under his feet, smelly locker rooms, planes, trains, hotel bars, buses at 4AM outside Detroit. All while submitting a staggering number of falsified expense reports.

He grew up on a rural cattle farm in Georgia, which taught him many valuable life lessons, such as never poke a big bull in the rear with a big stick.

A proud Bulldog graduate of the University of Georgia, he has now returned to his native state and lives in a downtown Atlanta neighborhood.

There is no Atlanta neighborhood known as ChickenBone…but there should be.

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