My Father the Writer
My father had a horrible childhood. He was a child of the great depression. He suffered deprivation and abandonment among other abuse. He joined the Army at the beginning of World War Two and was eventually assigned to studying aerial photography in the Pacific Theater. He became permanently assigned to the Army’s intelligence branch, G2. After the war, the Army Air Corp, his branch of the Army became a separate Air Force. He became a base intelligence officer.
He remained in this position regardless of where we were transferred. In 1957, the year those pesky Russians put a seventeen pound beeping ball in orbit he was essentially transferred from the Air Force and became the head of security for NASA.
He was a quiet but very smart person, way smarter than me. He never wrote or published in the traditional sense but he wrote and edited hundreds of government handbooks, letters and reports to his boss. I’ve read some of them. He was a better writer than I am.
I hold Dad responsible for my interest in UFOs and other enigmatic things that make the hair raise on your neck. In the 1950’s he was involved in Project Blue Book, the Air Force’s official investigation into UFO’s.
My dad died of cancer in 1971. He was fifty-four years old. He took his oaths of secrecy very seriously and rarely talked about anything at work. One time I ask him to tell me one thing he knew about UFO’s. He replied, “Never report one.”
He is one of the big reasons I always wanted to be a writer.
Their world is crowded with active volcanoes, sulfur and acid rains, permanent thick clouds turn day into deep twilight. It is a violent place: moment-to-moment survival is victory, every creature is constantly predator and prey, sleep is certain death. This is home to the longclaws, beings of super-human speed, strength and senses. Their predatory skills allow them only a tenuous niche in their hellish environment. Though smart and fierce, their rank in the food chain is far below the top. One clan leader draws from ancient legends of paradise and devises a plan to escape and take his clan to the otherworld – a world filled with slow, defenseless prey. The clan activates an Indian mound deep in southern forests and enters our world -hungry for prey. Torrential rains and washed out bridges force a runaway teen, an old dowser and a Cherokee healer to face the horrors of the clan’s merciless onslaught. Mankind’s legends are filled with vampires, werewolves, dragons and other nightmarish. Perhaps our legend of hell is based on the world of the Longclaws.
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