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Some days you eat the bear, some days the bear eats you. That's what other people might think, but Nolan sees something in the half-eaten corpse lying on an outcrop to a Montana mountain that says differently. And what it says is, "Nolan, you've gotten yourself in some kind of mess... again." Follow Drew Nolan as he tries to figure out three things: 1) Who's the dead guy, and why is he dead? 2) Who are these mysterious women that seem to be in the middle of the muddle? 3) How the Hell did I ever get involved in something that is none of my business? Things haven't been going well for Drew.…mehr

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Some days you eat the bear, some days the bear eats you. That's what other people might think, but Nolan sees something in the half-eaten corpse lying on an outcrop to a Montana mountain that says differently. And what it says is, "Nolan, you've gotten yourself in some kind of mess... again." Follow Drew Nolan as he tries to figure out three things: 1) Who's the dead guy, and why is he dead? 2) Who are these mysterious women that seem to be in the middle of the muddle? 3) How the Hell did I ever get involved in something that is none of my business? Things haven't been going well for Drew. He's down in the dumps, no boat, no girl, no livelihood, no sense enough to stay out of Montana and off a horse. So what's Nolan do to make a change? He visits a Dude Ranch in Montana, saddles up and rides out... to a mountain pass where a corpse lies waiting. Oh yeah, he brings Wiley with him, and together they slide down a mountain of trouble.


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Autorenporträt
My books are my signature. But this is only how I feel. Others often differ in opinion, which is right and good. For them, here then, be some stuff maybe useful in some fashion I can't fathom.

Biographical data

Born: Spring Lake, North Carolina, April, 1953, fourth day, five minutes past midnight (thus late for my parents' anniversary, which sets a standard for all such events from then on.)

Educated: a long while back, when colleges offered to improve human beings attending their classes, not dedicate themselves to the function of making a person employable. Ahh, the good old days.
Undergraduate degree: In English from a State college in Glassboro, NJ, that changed its name to Rowan University when Mr. Rowan gave it a huge wad of cash.

Master degree: In English from Temple University in 1996, which is where I got to learn exactly what I needed to know from David H. Bradley, the author of a fine book, "The Chaneysville Incident" *among others) which I recommend reading. Otherwise, graduate school for writers is a waste of time and money.

Marriage: I married to the finest woman on Earth, by accounts of many others more than myself: Manuela.
I married once before, but for practice. It lasted a mere sixteen months.
Manuela brought with her two wonderful young ladies, Elizabeth (Baby Beth) and Manuela (Meme), who each in turn delivered into my life young ladies of inestimable worth: Sky (b. 2003) Lucy (b. 2007) and Mia (b. 2008.) Though I give to each huge chunks of my heart, doing so has increased that heart's size.

Work History: Let's say I worked, and have enjoyed no occupation more than Educator. My students put their trust in me; I put my faith in them. Pretty much always works out.

What I do for fun: Everything. If it is not fun, I quickly stop doing it. (see Work, above)

Writing Philosophy: Make sense by appealing to the senses.