Please Release Me

Okay, this is the Shameless Promotion section of this What If? blog post. I know you don’t mind. In fact I have it on good authority that you’ve been waiting for this announcement, if not exactly breathlessly, then maybe you had to hold your breath for a few seconds to quell your anticipatory excitement when you counted up the dimes and quarters you’ve been saving and realized your goal was in sight .

On October 1st (So close!) my novel Blood Justice will be available to the vast (?)reading public.    YEAH! (That’s an anonymous quote, BTW.)

The book will be available wherever fine, and even not so fine, books are sold. In case you haven’t already put in your pre-order for a physical copy (or two) at your favorite bookstore, this includes online, you know who I’m talking about, offline, the Big Boxes and the little independent boxes like The Fremont Place Bookstore in Seattle, and Reader’s Cove, in Fort Collins, Colorado.   If you’re an e-book reader,  is the place to go.  For my other e-books, slide on over to  You’ll be glad you did.  And that concludes the unabashedly, and unapologetically hucksterism portion of the program. So please hie off to your favorite book source and support your favorite starving writer. My new sailboat needs a down payment if it’s ever going to be released from its bondage to an evil, uncaring lndlubber captain and delivered into my ocean spanning care! If good ( mostly) Vampires aren’t your thing (what?) surely you know someone with an imminent gift giving occasion who is. We all know, or should know, that books make great gifts.  Okay, now the hustle is over.

I’m not the only one waiting for release of some kind. What about those of you in prison? Of course you’re waiting to be released. But there’s more than one kind of prison. There’s about 6 and a half billion different ones. Wether your prison is physical or in your mind we all have one.

If you’re a prisoner of love, you may not want to be released. Your love could be a nice, comfy cell you look forward to waking up in everyday. However, if love turns to obsession, the dankest prison cell may seem preferable. A prisoner of your own obsession or someone else’s, Please Release Me, may be the song  you wake up to everyday.

The same if you’re  trapped in a failing body, denied the release of a dignified death on your own terms by others whose business it is not. Or poverty, where the cycle of lack of education and hope is so tough to break.

Not all releases are bad. Such as the end of school, the end of a job you hate, or at least a vacation, or getting out of jail when you were sent down for something you didn’t do, the release of a movie you made, or wrote, or really really really want to see, or…ah… a book.


What if you were in prison for something you didn’t do and you knew who had set you up and had grand plans of revenge if you were ever released. Then, while in solitary confinement you met a creature who promised, for a small kindness on your part, to exact a gruesome revenge on the person you thought set you up. But then DNA evidence proves your innocence. You weren’t set up. But now the creature is gone and once you’re released you have to stop him/it from hurting the person who turns out to have been your friend all along, and his/her family. And the clock is, as always, ticking.

 What if  you had a book being released (imagine that) and a particular critic’s review was crucial to its success, and you really really needed it to be a success?  The problem is the critic is married to your sister, but the sister ran off with another man/woman. The critic wants her back, but doesn’t know where she is. You do. You also know it will go very bad for her if he gets his hands on her. He’s one of those vindictive, sadistic types. But, no sister, no review. How far would you go for success? Would you betray your sister? Betray the critic then try to save the sister? Or would you live with your guilt, releasing it only in your writing to critical acclaim and continued success? 

What if a small spaceship crashed on Earth, releasing a sentient virus/bacteria. These tiny aliens had no animosity toward humans, they only wanted to go home– Lots of tiny ETs. They entered some humans and could steer them in the direction of space, revealing much advanced technology. All goes along great, until it’s discovered that the  aliens, though wanting to do no harm, are unintentionally killing the humans.  The humans will die unless the aliens leave their bodies, but then the aliens will die. They badly want to go home, but have come to admire and like the humans. If the humans die, the aliens die also. Once in space, the visitors will be free  to leave the humans and all will live happily ever after. Though, as always, the clock is ticking.

And so I release you to go about your book buying business. Thank you for your support.  Oh…where did you say your sister lived?



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