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The War of Sober
22 years a “hopeless” drunk. 4 DUIs. 12 years an addict.
A wasted life.
I hated it. I hated myself. I tried AA and NA and the 12 Steps, but they didn’t work, not for me; I just kept using.
I just kept hating.
That was then.
10 years sober, closing fast on 11, in the best shape of my life and loving each precious day.
What changed?
I stood up and fought for my life, that’s what—the life I could have had and should have had before drugs and alcohol snatched it away.
I went to war.
I took my life back.
You can, too.
The War of Sober is one smart-ass drunk’s brutally honest account of how he threw off the chains of drugs and alcohol by declaring war on his deadliest enemy:
Himself.
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A wasted life.
I hated it. I hated myself. I tried AA and NA and the 12 Steps, but they didn’t work, not for me; I just kept using.
I just kept hating.
That was then.
10 years sober, closing fast on 11, in the best shape of my life and loving each precious day.
What changed?
I stood up and fought for my life, that’s what—the life I could have had and should have had before drugs and alcohol snatched it away.
I went to war.
I took my life back.
You can, too.
The War of Sober is one smart-ass drunk’s brutally honest account of how he threw off the chains of drugs and alcohol by declaring war on his deadliest enemy:
Himself.
Lizzie
Had that feeling lately that the world is going straight to hell?
You might be onto something.
For seven months, Dan and Beth and four-year-old Lizzie have been happily tucked away in their big new repo in the countryside. Dan, a real estate agent, was turned on to the once-in-a-lifetime opportunity through his contacts with a regional bank. Then he finds Barron Cemetery—or perhaps it finds him, because horrible events soon engulf his small family, all seemingly tied to his spur-of-the-moment visit to that strange boneyard.
The police are no help, just the opposite, and Beth and Dan begin to suspect that not only are their new supposed friends and neighbors complicit in the attacks against them, but those uncooperative local authorities as well. They also start to question the intent behind the too-good-to-be-true offer that convinced them to move out to the boonies in the first place…and then Lizzie is abducted, snatched away in the night by the nightmare cabal behind Barron Cemetery. They can’t go to the cops because the cops are part of it. They’re on their own. They must rescue her themselves.
So begins a race against time to save Lizzie from a fate worse than death, but along the way they’ll confront hidden truths about themselves, their daughter, and this very world—truths they can hardly credit, let alone understand. All that craziness doesn’t matter, though, because Beth and Dan will take their little girl back, no matter who or what stands in their way.
But one question bothers her parents the most as they gird themselves for the fight of their lives:
What in God’s name do these people want from sweet little Lizzie?
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You might be onto something.
For seven months, Dan and Beth and four-year-old Lizzie have been happily tucked away in their big new repo in the countryside. Dan, a real estate agent, was turned on to the once-in-a-lifetime opportunity through his contacts with a regional bank. Then he finds Barron Cemetery—or perhaps it finds him, because horrible events soon engulf his small family, all seemingly tied to his spur-of-the-moment visit to that strange boneyard.
The police are no help, just the opposite, and Beth and Dan begin to suspect that not only are their new supposed friends and neighbors complicit in the attacks against them, but those uncooperative local authorities as well. They also start to question the intent behind the too-good-to-be-true offer that convinced them to move out to the boonies in the first place…and then Lizzie is abducted, snatched away in the night by the nightmare cabal behind Barron Cemetery. They can’t go to the cops because the cops are part of it. They’re on their own. They must rescue her themselves.
So begins a race against time to save Lizzie from a fate worse than death, but along the way they’ll confront hidden truths about themselves, their daughter, and this very world—truths they can hardly credit, let alone understand. All that craziness doesn’t matter, though, because Beth and Dan will take their little girl back, no matter who or what stands in their way.
But one question bothers her parents the most as they gird themselves for the fight of their lives:
What in God’s name do these people want from sweet little Lizzie?
The Traveler and The Chicken Man
Death. Chaos. Feathers.
“DEATH, CHAOS AND DESTRUCTION VISIT THE MOUNTAIN-RESORT TOWN OF INDIAN HEAD, WYOMING.”
—above-the-fold headline shouting from the Caspar Star-Tribune Monday, July 9 Special Two-Part Edition
It’s the beginning of the long Fourth of July holiday week, and Indian Head is crawling with tourists from Nebraska.
That’s good, because ex-con Jack Ross is counting on those Cornhusker dollars to keep his roadside burger-and-shake joint, Crazy’s, going. And then the screaming and the dying start, and a demented killer is caught on grainy cell-phone video fleeing the latest slaughter; he’s carrying a bloody ax.
He’s also wearing a giant, gore-spattered rooster costume.
Indian Head is immediately swamped by reporters from across the globe. The FBI also arrives to “assist” overwhelmed local and state authorities. All that doesn’t matter much to Jack, though, because he’s busy watching the tourists flee the mountains, taking their dollars and his dream of keeping Crazy’s open for another season with them…and then Jack realizes he’s got bigger problems. Evidence left at the murder scenes points straight to him as the costumed killer.
Small-town skeletons and Jack’s past soon come out to dance a death-tango as a brilliant maniac secretly hunted by the FBI for decades weaves his ultimate plan for revenge.
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“DEATH, CHAOS AND DESTRUCTION VISIT THE MOUNTAIN-RESORT TOWN OF INDIAN HEAD, WYOMING.”
—above-the-fold headline shouting from the Caspar Star-Tribune Monday, July 9 Special Two-Part Edition
It’s the beginning of the long Fourth of July holiday week, and Indian Head is crawling with tourists from Nebraska.
That’s good, because ex-con Jack Ross is counting on those Cornhusker dollars to keep his roadside burger-and-shake joint, Crazy’s, going. And then the screaming and the dying start, and a demented killer is caught on grainy cell-phone video fleeing the latest slaughter; he’s carrying a bloody ax.
He’s also wearing a giant, gore-spattered rooster costume.
Indian Head is immediately swamped by reporters from across the globe. The FBI also arrives to “assist” overwhelmed local and state authorities. All that doesn’t matter much to Jack, though, because he’s busy watching the tourists flee the mountains, taking their dollars and his dream of keeping Crazy’s open for another season with them…and then Jack realizes he’s got bigger problems. Evidence left at the murder scenes points straight to him as the costumed killer.
Small-town skeletons and Jack’s past soon come out to dance a death-tango as a brilliant maniac secretly hunted by the FBI for decades weaves his ultimate plan for revenge.