Thursday, August 18, 2016

#Guest #Post...Yeager's Mission. . .#BookBoost #Promo

Guest Post Featuring Author, Scott Bell


Yeager's Mission
By Scott Bell
Genre: Thriller, Suspense

After a number of earthquakes hammer the Sierra Madre region of Mexico, Grupo Verdugo, a splinter group of cartel enforcers, takes control of the drug shipping routes through that territory. Caught in the middle, a small orphanage high in the mountains, desperate for supplies to care for the children and the battered earthquake victims, reaches out to Abel Yeager for help.

Yeager and his friend Victor agree to deliver the needed food and medicine. But Grupo Verdugo seems to have a special interest in starving out the clergy and forcing them to bend to their will. They send a man known as the Executioner to stop anyone daring to assist the people.

Yeager and Victor are in for the biggest fight of their lives as they are forced to move forty children, a dozen sick and injured patients, and one feisty doctor out of the mission and through mountains infested with vicious killers.



Author Bio





Scott Bell has over 25 years of experience protecting the assets of retail companies. He holds a degree in Criminal Justice from North Texas State University. 

With the kids grown and time on his hands, Scott turned back to his first love—writing. His short stories have been published in The Western Online, Cast of Wonders, and in the anthology, Desolation. 

When he’s not writing, Scott is on the eternal quest to answer the question: What would John Wayne do?








GUEST POST:

Watching the Olympic Games is both exhilarating and amazing. To see humans achieve feats of athletic prowess so far beyond the ability of the average person fills you with wonder. Gymnasts quadruple somersault and twist into little balls of muscle that pop upright with arms spread. Swimmers cut water like dolphins. Runners melt the track, achieving speeds only once dreamed of.

All these athletes are astonishing. Even the speed walkers.

I’m never going to participate in an Olympics. Never would have come close, even in my days of flat stomach and endless stamina. Which is a shame.

I think there needs to be an Olympics for average people, something in which we can compete and hope to have a chance at winning. So here it is.

The Average Games

The first event: Getting out of bed. This event requires both coordination and massive will power. Contestants are judged on hitting the snooze button accurately and with proper force to insure minimal sleep disruption. Two snooze strikes without waking is the goal. Groaning and throwing off the covers require finesse and participants will be judged on technique and tonal quality. Whispers about the East German’s use of sleep-enhancing drugs have been put to bed for now.

Next up: Commuting. Drivers will be tested on applying makeup, drinking coffee, and eating a McDonald’s breakfast sandwich while operating their motor vehicle in stop-and-go traffic. Points deducted for lap stains. Contestants from New York City will not be allowed to use their horns, giving them a distinct handicap.

Another event under consideration: Parenting. Contestants will be seated in a quiet room with an interesting TV show. Children will be injected into the room after having ingested a bowl of Fruit Loops, six glasses of orange juice, and a case of Red Bull. The contestant who lasts the longest without going total bugnuts insane wins.

Finally, Bill Paying. Contests juggle an assortment of outrageous charges from cable companies, power companies, department stores, and mortgage companies while managing a thin dribble of funds into their bank accounts. These funds will be randomly impacted by dentists, car repair shops, and roof leaks.

Unfortunately, gold medalists in these events typically wind up old, gray, and bent.


Suddenly, I think I want to learn how to pole vault instead.


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