Thursday, 8 April 2021
BETTY ADAMS READER_AUTHOR_ODDITY
http://www.authorbettyadams.com/
Betty Adams lives in a particularly damp and remote corner of the Pacific Northwest and like a hobbit enjoys visitors so long as she knows them in advance and knows when they are coming. She was born sometime last century and will likely die sometime this century. She works winters on a small organic research farm when not writing and spends most of her time herding eccentric genius scientists (she is absolutely certain cats would be easier) with the help of her Great Pyrenees mix. Summers she spends nomadically wandering the Pacific Northwest in search of material for her stories and a regular paycheck for a biology major (she is reasonably certain those are on the Endangered Species List). She has several works published in the National Park Internal Database which may or may not be classified documents.
BOOKS HUMAN'S ARE WEIRD I HAVE THE DATA
_DYING EMBERS :DRAGONS; ALIENS; AND THINGS THAT GO BOOMP IN THE NIGHT
Wednesday, 7 April 2021
LARRY FORLETTA _LAW ENFORCEMENT PROFESSIONAL _DYNAMIC SPEAKER _EDUCATOR _RETIRED DEA AGENT
Background Information
Larry spent his career as a Maryland State Trooper (Tactical Response Team member) and Federal Special Agent for the DEA (Drug Enforcement Administration.) Today, Larry serves as a trusted consultant and advisor to government officials dealing with law enforcement issues and educational facilities on school violence and drug abuse. He also advises clients on technical counter security concerns in preparation for large scale entertainment and sporting events. Over the course of his career, he led major criminal investigations of domestic and international criminal organizations, achieving a 100% conviction rate. He's worked directly with officials to solve difficult cases including fire bombings, homicide, and fraud.
SOCIAL PROFILE
Alison BW Pena aka Bad Widow International Speaker, Author and Affluence Code Consultant
Background Information
Alison Pena aka Bad Widow, is a lifelong New Yorker, who lives in Manhattan. As a primary caregiver until her husband of 25 years, David, died in her arms at home after an 11-month battle with pancreatic cancer, Alison learned A LOT about living fearlessly, even in the face of death itself.
As a widow, she faced pervasive assumptions that she was broken by her loss, perhaps forever. Alison discovered she didn't know who she was without him and people who supported her stepped up, stepped back or stepped out. As a result, she was isolated and lonely but could not find resources to solve how to reconnect, get back to work and open up to love again so she created them. She began BadWidow.com and it resonated for people who had suffered a loss too.
She is unafraid of ruffling feathers and having provocative conversations on life and death. Her Bad Widow brand is vulnerable, transparent, brave and inspiring.
Alison loves travel (domestic and foreign), reading and writing, doing singing and poetry open mics, cooking organic meals, NYC and Maine, talking about business and lifestyle-to-legacy ideas, and learning new stuff.
SOCIAL PROFILE
My new permission request due to some author s saying yes then changed minds then claim copyright infringement
TO MARK ANTONY RAINES _GHOSTMAN RADIO
I HEREBY CONFIRM I HAVE GIVEN MY PERMISSION TO USE MATERIAL IN PODCAST _GHOSTMAN RADIO STATION AND BY DOING
ALL RECORDING BELONG TO MARK ANTONY RAINES GHOSTMAN RADIO STATION
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THEM BY MARK ANTONY RAINES
A series of events were to start to be set in motion it was inevitable as the sun rising in the morning and moon taking over its place at night.
I was sat in a crowded carriage on a tube train on the northern line of the London underground.
I stared at all the faces inside was one my fellow travelling passenger s one of them.
Them who were the nightmare to the world is lived in ;twisting and polluting every where.
Yes I have been discovered this made my skin crawl and deep inside I was utterly scared what Them would do to me as I knew if one and seen me so had his companions as them always travelled in threes.
Suddenly the carriage lights Seemed to splutter then them came nearer like walking shadows I could see one of Them faces it was a laughing death head.
Through the window the next platform was in view as the train stopped abruptly I abandoned the train as quickly as possible much to the other passengers amusement as I pushed through the other passengers trying to alight the train.
I wondered if I could kill again and this time it would not be murder.
I stepped off the train still knowing that the chain of events was going to happen as I walked to my destination.
I was on my way to the one person in the whole world who would believe me about them.
My publisher Adu Martin Symth he was waiting for me in his office in a typical high rise building no real architecture .
Take a seat
Yes
What wrong Mark
Them are here the event is happening
What event and who are them
I sent you the information in my book
Yes I did get your book but as I told you via email it's full of gimmerish and thier seems to be no real plot just ramblings of different pieces of writing put together in haste
It was them that made me write it :the world is going to end if no one does anything
Mark calm down
No you don't believe me
Frankly no I thought it was just nonsense fiction
I look at him and without realising what I was doing it pick up the paperweight and as I stood i used all my force to use it on Adu Martin Symth to crush in his skull to all that was left was nothing but shattered bones, blood and unrecognised face even by his beloved family.
I run out that building as if I was on fire ;I reached outside and thier just watching across the road were them all three smiled with thier death heads.
I ran out onto the road without using my green cross road and was hit by three tons of metal and was a cadaver in seconds.
The event had happened.
I was now one of them.
The end
Tuesday, 6 April 2021
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