Shoot Out At Jasper Creek

The idea for Shoot-out at Jasper Creek came from a story circulated in my grandmothers neighborhood when I was a child. As the story goes, a thirty-something mystery man who had, somehow, lost a good deal of his face, walked around the back roads of the area at night, talking to himself and his dog. His looks were shocking. His face and neck were bright red with waves of scaly scar tissue buckling it in all directions. His looks frightened children to the point that they were afraid to wander away from their yards without their mother or father. Some said that if he caught children alone he beat them with his flashlight. Of course it never really happened. Although the man was never actually seen by any of the local residents, the folk tale persisted. It is not difficult to imagine that many tales had sprung up about how the mans injuries came about. For some unexplained reason, one man thought he had been a former pirate. One of the tales often repeated was that he was homosexual and his lover had accused him of being untrue and had shot him, maiming him for life. I have no idea how that story came about, or whether there was even a grain of truth to it. Actually, I doubt that the man ever existed. Novels come about for various reasons. The tales have haunted my thoughts through the years. It was time to bring the mystery man to life. Shoot-out At Jasper Creek is my version of the story. Im a lover of Western lore, and I live in the West, so I decided to put the story in context by placing it in the country I know the best with realistic western characters and their local speech habits. Novels come about for various reasons. Shoot-out At Jasper Creek is my way of explaining the folk tale about my grandmothers mystery neighbor who, whether he actually existed in the real world or not, was very real to a community of folks who had a lot of questions, but none of the answers. I dont have them either, but I found myself plotting.

Time Travel Fact: Guns are not the only, nor the most effective, means of erasing an enemy When Madison and Riley return from medieval England, there's good news and bad. The good? They succeeded in their mission to un-erase a fellow student. The bad? A stowaway from the time period turns up in Maddy's science class, seeking revenge. The medieval assassin tries to worm their way into Maddy's friend group and, with barbed comments and dirty tricks, force her out. Then they go further and kidnap Lauren, Maddy's best friend, jumping through time and space with her. Maddy and Riley learn that the pair have gone to the wild west of America where cowboys and buffalo roam the plains. So they chase them, through dusty towns and saloons, across landscapes of epic beauty and danger. There's a price on their heads and bounty hunters on their trail. Will Maddy find Lauren and escape the west? Or will she have to shoot it out with the assassin and watch the consequences cascade through the time continuum for 150 years? A high-stakes fast-paced time travel adventure in the Wild West.

This is a story of reality, a western tale of real life. The characters live a realistic life. This story could be true as far as what happens, but it is a f iction western. This is a story that many who read it, would love to have lived it. A simple but true to life story about people who live the good life, in a good town. There is pain and heartache, with some disappointment, but also many good times and good things for them to be thankful for.

This is a portrayal of two plebian families that lived far into the Appalachian Mountains. The fiery Jasper Burnine family, Caucasian, and The Moon Clan, Cherokee, were across from the other on Clear Creek. Surprisingly, they became close. The hot-tempered Burnines became bitter over the ill treatment of the Moon clan. The Moon, the ex-Cherokee warrior, became an enraged madman. Privately he declared war on those that came to molest his family. The intruders that couldnt escape his wrath were left as food for the buzzards and foxes. This book has a powerful story. It is fast paced, violent, romantic, bawdy, hard bitten, comical, and haunting. Life was hard in the mountains. Half the children died young. In the new nation there was little law enforcement, so each family stayed on guard. The time, 1790 to 1840 was a time of crisis for the new nation called the United States of America. Would it remain a nation? The British were lurking, waiting for an opening. The Cherokees, beaten in war, saw their land taken as white people came to settle the new continent. The Indians worried over this for years. Would they have to move across the big river to the new country?

The events in these true tales of the canoe country of northern Minnesota and Ontario were compiled over the authors lifetime of experience in the woods. Working with Boy Scouts and, in his later years, with employees, friends, family, and folks from his church, the author has led perhaps over five hundred people on trips into the Boundary Waters. The experiences on these trips over the past fifty years have provided a wealth of material that the author has crafted into enjoyable stories. Some of the stories are educational, many are hilarious, more than a few are inspirational, all of them are entertaining. Each story stands alone, but the book is best read from the beginning. Words followed by asterisks are defined in a glossary for readers unfamiliar with canoeing or the Boundary Waters Canoe Area Wilderness. After reading this book, the author hopes you will be better informed about the lake country, you will have a greater appreciation for the wilderness, and you might even be encouraged to take a canoe trip to see Gods country for yourself. If this happens, then the author has succeeded in his purpose.

A criminologist on vacation on the pristine Bay of Fundy uncovers a deadly conspiracy in this literary mystery by the author of Foul Deeds. After working for a private investigator for years, Rosalind has finally landed a real job as a researcher for the Public Prosecution Service. And now she’s taking her first paid vacation. With her cat and a stack of Beckett plays, Rosalind heads to a rented cottage on Nova Scotia’s Minas Basin to explore ideas for her next theatre production. But she has no sooner settled in than she spots what looks like a woman’s body tangled in the roots of a floating tree. Before the local Mounties can send a boat out, the body is retrieved by helicopter, and Roz watches it disappear over North Mountain. She decides to call in her old sleuthing partner, PI McBride. But when McBride also disappears, Roz and her longtime theatre friend Sophie roam the backroads of the Annapolis Valley in search of clues. Could secrets be hiding in a seemingly abandoned quarry? Are the tanker trucks that nearly run them off the road more than a deadly coincidence? And what happened to the young journalist who got too close to the truth?