Friday, January 5, 2018

Most People Are Good



Anyone who reads my writing understands that I am an eternal optimist. Always have been and always will be. That’s just the way my brain is wired, the way my heart beats, and optimism probably makes up the majority of my DNA.

I look back on portions of my life that could have, maybe should have convinced me otherwise, but somehow, some way, I’ve weathered the storm and remained upright. Don’t know how, exactly. Could have been my faith. Could have been my belief that hope and love conquers all. Could have been my belief in and the support of the people around me.

For example, in October of 2013, my nephew was struck by a car and died. He was an only child. It was tragic because he was such a great young man with so much promise. The world would have been better had he lived. I believe that. In April of 2014, my mom peacefully passed away at age 99. She saw a lot, lived a lot and even at the end, showed her strength and resolve.

It was the summer of 2014 that really hammered my soul and shook our family to its core. That July, my son was shot and killed as he walked down a street unaware of what was taking place behind him. One bullet out of ten that were fired hit someone, our son, and Wil died on the sidewalk. One month later in August, Kim’s and my best friend succumbed to cancer. Like so many others, that tragic disease took his life.

I haven’t been tested like that before or since. As I said, my family and I weathered that storm. What should have, could have caused me to lose my faith in mankind, in people, didn’t. Some of the people I work with didn’t let that happen. My family wouldn’t allow it to happen to us, to each other.

I’ve experienced setbacks in my writing. I think I’ve received enough rejection slips from agents and publishers to wallpaper the family room of our house. But all it took was one yes and someone to say, “Yeah, I like this!” and four books later, I’m published with another due out in April of this year.

Most People Are Good!

They really are. Sometimes one has to look long and hard and might deep, but there is goodness. As many ugly stories as you might see on the news, I can point to an equal or greater number of stories that uplift and celebrate and sometimes bring tears to one’s eyes. Stories that melt a heart.

Luke Bryan has a new song out titled, Most People Are Good and it has come to mean a lot to me. If you have the opportunity, Google the lyrics or give it a listen. The last two lines of the chorus are:

            I believe this world ain't half as bad as it looks;
I believe most people are good.

I think he’s right.

I wrote a post several weeks ago titled The Dot and it urged us to not dwell on the negative but on the positive. Honestly, sometimes it’s hard to do. I mean, there are times more often than not that we are hit in the face with murder, death, disease, greed, loss of one kind or another. Sometimes it feels like a never-ending onslaught.

But that’s where each of us . . . you and I together . . . each other . . . come in. We are always stronger together than we are separately. Sometimes when we are so close to breaking, all it takes is one or two others to take hold of a hand, to place an arm around a shoulder, to be present to let us know that we have each other’s back. That together, we’ve got this. And sometimes it is safer, easier to hunker down, wait the storm out and peep your head out of the foxhole to see what is still standing.

Remember, even though it gets dark at night, the sun will rise. Even though there might be dark clouds and rain, the sun is still up there and will make its appearance eventually. It always does. If it sounds like I’m an optimistic fool, I’d rather that then the alternative. Something to think about . . .

Live Your Life and Make A Difference!

To My Readers:

I sent the final edited copy of my fifth work of thriller/suspense fiction Caught in a Web Black Rose Writing this last week. It will drop in April of 2018.  I am working with Black Rose on several publicity campaigns so when the “drop” nears, I’ll keep you posted. There will be an opportunity for preordering Caught in a Web, so when the link becomes available, I’ll make sure you know. Unlike my others, this one will be available in bookstores as well as Amazon.

Good News!
I finished the edits on Spiral Into Darkness and I’m working to find an agent for it. It is more of a psychological thriller but with an attitude.

Please feel free to connect with me at:

Twitter at @jrlewisauthor

Facebook at: https://www.facebook.com/Joseph.Lewis.Author                                         

Amazon at: http://www.amazon.com/Joseph-Lewis/e/B01FWB9AOI /                                      

If you like Thriller/Suspense fiction and are looking for something to read over the winter, check out my novels:

The Lives Trilogy Prequel, Taking Lives:
FBI Agent Pete Kelliher and his partner search for the clues behind the bodies of six boys left in various and remote parts of the country. Even though they don’t know one another, the lives of FBI Agent Kelliher and two boys become interwoven with the same thread that Pete Kelliher holds in his hand. The three of them are on a collision course and when that happens, their lives are in jeopardy as each search for a way out. http://bit.ly/Taking-Lives-JLewis                   

Stolen Lives, Book One of the Lives Trilogy:
Two thirteen-year-old boys are abducted off a safe suburban street. Kelliher and his team of FBI agents have 24 hours to find them or they’ll end up like all the others- dead! They have no leads, no clues, and nothing to go on. And the possibility exists that one of his team members might be involved. http://bit.ly/Stolen-Lives-JLewis                 

Shattered Lives, Book Two of the Lives Trilogy:
Six desperate and violent men escape. One of them stands in a kitchen facing a 14 year-old-boy with a gun. There are many reasons for the boy to pull the trigger. Mainly, the man had started it all. http://bit.ly/Shattered-Lives-J-Lewis                  

Splintered Lives, Book Three of the Lives Trilogy:
A 14 year-old-boy is willing to make the ultimate sacrifice. High up on an Arizona mesa, he faces three desperate and dangerous men in hopes of saving his father and his brothers. http://bit.ly/Splintered-Lives-J-Lewis 

Friday, December 15, 2017

The Simplest Gift



You know as I get older, my Christmas list gets shorter. And with the exception of a couple of items, I think it gets more meaningful. I look at some gifts from years past and some of the more meaningful ones are the gold chain Emily and Hannah gave me for my St. Andrew medal, the silver chain and pendant Kim got me for our anniversary this past summer, the leather bracelet Hannah brought back from Costa Rica, and the little peanut character that sits on my bookshelf with the caption, “Nuts About My Dad” from Emily about nine years ago. There are many others.

One of the Christmas carols being played on radio this time of season is, Little Drummer Boy. I have to admit that song isn’t even in my top five, but I think the message is important.

It’s about a little shepherd boy. Back then, they were poor folk, simple folk, probably didn’t have much education, since in that time and place, education was reserved for wealthier folks. According to the song, this little boy saw a Baby Jesus in a manger with his Mother and wanted to give Him a gift. I suppose he was a little embarrassed because he didn’t have a shirt or blanket to give. He didn’t have anything at all, except for his drum. He asked for permission to play for the Baby, and it was granted so he did. As best he could. And as the song goes, Mary nodded and Baby Jesus smiled at him.

A Simple Gift. A meaningful one at that because he gave all he could and it came from his heart.

I am continually blown away by my staff- each of you! This month alone, my staff and students collected 6,000+ pounds of food for an American Legion Post to help feed the needy. Every ornament was taken off of the Angel Tree in the staff conference room. Each ornament represented a “wish” from a student or parent for something for Christmas. Lots of money was spent and lots of presents were purchased for them. Yesterday, a staff member sent out an SOS because he and his wife were trying to support a family in need. Staff responded with couches, beds, chairs, kitchen utensils . . . you name it. And all of it in one day!

All of this done for others. All of this done because of compassion. People care above and beyond self.

At a recent staff meeting, I mentioned that sometimes holidays aren’t so happy. Especially this year, there has been so much loss: deaths of parents, of spouses, of loved ones. Staff members battling severe health issues bravely and silently though I am certain they are scared and worried. I am aware of one student who has brain cancer. I am aware that another student’s father is dying of cancer and has three months to live. And there are others. Others.

I can’t imagine any gift that might help any one of them. I mean, one sits down to eat a Christmas or Holiday meal and there sits an empty chair. A chair previously sat in. The laughter and lightness of the season diminished into a cloud of worry, of doubt, of emptiness. Of sadness. Of pain.

One can only hope that a Simple Gift of kindness- a smile, a kind word, a hug- might let someone know you care . . . that we care. That we are there.

So perhaps this season, if not all seasons, each of us- you and I- can give each other (and ourselves) The Simplest Gift. The gift of kindness, which costs absolutely nothing. A kind word. A smile. A hug.

Because if we don’t, it may never happen. If we don’t, that person may never know. And if we don’t take care of ourselves, how is it possible to take care of anyone else? So please, keep giving. Please do so. But perhaps give The Simplest Gift, like in the manner of the Little Drummer Boy. Giving what he could, what he had to offer to the very best of his ability and position. We can too. We should too. Something to think about . . .

Live Your Life, and Make A Difference!

To My Readers:

My fifth work of thriller/suspense fiction Caught in a Web will be published by Black Rose Writing in April of 2018. It is currently in the very skilled hands of an editor I especially admire. When she finishes, I fix what’s needed to fix and then I send it to Black Rose. The real work of any writing takes place in the edits, something I both dread and get excited about. I will keep you posted on the progress. I am working with Black Rose on several publicity campaigns so when the “drop” nears, I’ll keep you posted. There will be an opportunity for preordering Caught in a Web, so when the link becomes available, I’ll make sure you know. Unlike my others, this one will be available in bookstores as well as Amazon.

Good News!
I finished the edits on Spiral Into Darkness and I’m working to find an agent for it. It is more of a psychological thriller but with an attitude.

Please feel free to connect with me at:

Twitter at @jrlewisauthor

Facebook at: https://www.facebook.com/Joseph.Lewis.Author                                        

Amazon at: http://www.amazon.com/Joseph-Lewis/e/B01FWB9AOI /                                     

If you like Thriller/Suspense fiction and are looking for something to read over the winter, check out my novels:

The Lives Trilogy Prequel, Taking Lives:
FBI Agent Pete Kelliher and his partner search for the clues behind the bodies of six boys left in various and remote parts of the country. Even though they don’t know one another, the lives of FBI Agent Kelliher and two boys become interwoven with the same thread that Pete Kelliher holds in his hand. The three of them are on a collision course and when that happens, their lives are in jeopardy as each search for a way out. http://bit.ly/Taking-Lives-JLewis                  

Stolen Lives, Book One of the Lives Trilogy:
Two thirteen-year-old boys are abducted off a safe suburban street. Kelliher and his team of FBI agents have 24 hours to find them or they’ll end up like all the others- dead! They have no leads, no clues, and nothing to go on. And the possibility exists that one of his team members might be involved. http://bit.ly/Stolen-Lives-JLewis                

Shattered Lives, Book Two of the Lives Trilogy:
Six desperate and violent men escape. One of them stands in a kitchen facing a 14 year-old-boy with a gun. There are many reasons for the boy to pull the trigger. Mainly, the man had started it all. http://bit.ly/Shattered-Lives-J-Lewis                 

Splintered Lives, Book Three of the Lives Trilogy:
A 14 year-old-boy is willing to make the ultimate sacrifice. High up on an Arizona mesa, he faces three desperate and dangerous men in hopes of saving his father and his brothers. http://bit.ly/Splintered-Lives-J-Lewis  

Friday, December 8, 2017

If One Should Fall



I look forward to the Olympics. It doesn’t matter the season, because both the summer and the winter versions have some of my favorite events.

In the winter, there is figure skating and those crazy folks who bobsled and luge. At least the riders in the bobsled have a modicum of protection, but the luge? Your feet stick out on a flat sled and you travel on ice with a top speed clocked at 87 mph! I find it exciting to watch, but no way would I ride it unless I was encased in bubble-wrap.

In summer, I like the track and field competition, swimming and gymnastics. With both of my daughters having been swimmers for bunches of years, I know a little about what it takes in terms of dedication and effort. Like any sport if one wants to reach the pinnacle, the time and the training is grueling.

Gymnastics mystifies me. Like other sports, a gymnast is part of a team, but performs individually. I look at the tumbling, the flips, the twirling . . . first I’d probably get dizzy and throw up, and then I’d land with a thud either on my head or unceremoniously on my butt.

Last night I watched the school’s gymnastics meet. You could tell the kids had practiced. You could tell the kids put in the time and had trained for it. Particularly, I focused on the balance beam.

For those of you who don’t know, the beam is 16.4 feet long and its width is 4 inches. It stands 4.1 feet off the floor. Never having done it in my life . . . not that I ever would or could . . . I imagine when balancing and flipping and dancing on top of it, the height looks closer to 4 miles high. Yes, there are pads and mats under and around it and hopefully the gymnast never has to use them, but at times . . .

Last night, a young lady from another school performed her routine. She did a stunt, lost her balance and fell. She took a deep breath, jumped back up, did another stunt or two and fell again. She sighed, jumped back up and continued. In all, she fell four times. And each time, she jumped back up and continued.

Each time . . . she jumped back up and continued.

Now, I’m sure she was embarrassed. I’m sure she was disheartened. But each time she fell, she got back up and continued until her dismount. Each time.

Not only did I watch her, I watched her coaches and teammates. I watched the spectators. Honestly, there was nothing but encouragement. Each face registered hope. Each face registered support. You could see it in body language, the way hands and breath were held. And you could see it especially after she stepped off the mat and walked over to her coaches and teammates.

After a moment or two of kind words, pats on the back, a hug here and there, the girl left the gym to be by herself. I get that. As I said, I’m sure she was both embarrassed and disheartened.
But each time . . . she jumped back up and continued.

Something to be said about that. While I’m sure her score didn’t reflect it, there was victory in her effort and in her performance. Victory in not giving up. Victory in not giving in to the personal desire to quit and walk away. Victory in completing her event even though she fell four times. Victory in jumping back up and continuing through her dismount.

And I think there was another victory. Victory in the silent encouragement for her, the silent hope for her from those who watched with breath held. Victory in the kind words and pats on the back, the hugs given away after she stepped off the mat. Victory for those of us who have fallen once, twice, many times on our own personal balance beam and dared to stand back up and continue until our own dismount. Victory indeed! Something to think about . . .

Live Your Life, and Make A Difference!

To My Readers:

My fifth work of thriller/suspense fiction Caught in a Web will be published by Black Rose Writing in April of 2018. It is currently in the very skilled hands of an editor I especially admire. When she finishes, and I was just told today that she expects to get it to me by Christmas, I fix what’s needed to fix and then I send it to Black Rose. The real work of any writing takes place in the edits, something I both dread and get excited about. I will keep you posted on the progress. I am working with Black Rose on several publicity campaigns so when the “drop” nears, I’ll keep you posted. There will be an opportunity for preordering Caught in a Web, so when the link becomes available, I’ll make sure you know.

Good News!
I finished the edits on Spiral Into Darkness and I’m working to find an agent for it. It is more of a psychological thriller but with an attitude.

Please feel free to connect with me at:

Twitter at @jrlewisauthor

Facebook at: https://www.facebook.com/Joseph.Lewis.Author                                       

Amazon at: http://www.amazon.com/Joseph-Lewis/e/B01FWB9AOI /                                    

If you like Thriller/Suspense fiction and are looking for something to read over the winter, check out my novels:

The Lives Trilogy Prequel, Taking Lives:
FBI Agent Pete Kelliher and his partner search for the clues behind the bodies of six boys left in various and remote parts of the country. Even though they don’t know one another, the lives of FBI Agent Kelliher and two boys become interwoven with the same thread that Pete Kelliher holds in his hand. The three of them are on a collision course and when that happens, their lives are in jeopardy as each search for a way out. http://bit.ly/Taking-Lives-JLewis                 

Stolen Lives, Book One of the Lives Trilogy:
Two thirteen-year-old boys are abducted off a safe suburban street. Kelliher and his team of FBI agents have 24 hours to find them or they’ll end up like all the others- dead! They have no leads, no clues, and nothing to go on. And the possibility exists that one of his team members might be involved. http://bit.ly/Stolen-Lives-JLewis               

Shattered Lives, Book Two of the Lives Trilogy:
Six desperate and violent men escape. One of them stands in a kitchen facing a 14 year-old-boy with a gun. There are many reasons for the boy to pull the trigger. Mainly, the man had started it all. http://bit.ly/Shattered-Lives-J-Lewis                

Splintered Lives, Book Three of the Lives Trilogy:
A 14 year-old-boy is willing to make the ultimate sacrifice. High up on an Arizona mesa, he faces three desperate and dangerous men in hopes of saving his father and his brothers. http://bit.ly/Splintered-Lives-J-Lewis