Ron D. Drain Boeken

Bogeyman. Even the sight and sound of the word brings back broken shards of childhood memories. Nightmares would probably be a better term for it. The same nightmares that hide somewheresome placebetween asleep and awake. Patricia Grimsley thought she had outgrown those times. The times when the clammy night sweats blanketed a childs body. The times when the bed covers pulled up over her head was her only defense. Things real and imagined. Or...things too real to be imagined. But Jeff Langley managed to rekindle those fears during one week in Phoenix, Arizona. For that short stretch of time it became impossible for Grimsley to differentiate between the two. Between the real and the imagined. Or the point where the bogeyman ended and Jeff Langley began.Modern settings and characters built upon an ageless foundation of childhood fears and things that go bump in the night. Its Speculative Fiction brought to an entirely new level. Especially since it may very well be that no one ever outgrows the Bogeyman. Maybejust maybe

...11:55...11:56...11:57...As the hands of every clock in the world crawled toward the Midnight that would separate a December 31 from an historic January 1, the worlds' citizens held their collective rightly so. Every country, super power status to third world, had been bombarded with a multitude of unimaginable scenarios of Armageddon for over eighteen solid end of one century and the beginning of another was being welcomed with excitement laced with a sour aftertaste of uncertainty and o'clock Midnight...The next sixty seconds oozed by. But no aircraft fell from the skies. No hospital emergency room lost life-giving power. Domestic and global security systems continued to blink. Computer systems clicked over to register the New Year without AD...The only fireworks witnessed by those waiting and watching were not of the computer-techno variety but rather just the pure old-fashioned pyrotechnic as tensions eased and the implied threats of a societal Armageddon disappeared into history, the populations of the world fought back a confusing sensationpart relief and part being all dressed up with absolutely no place to go. That would change, of course. Even Lady Luck isn't insulated from simple mistakes that mushroom into insurmountable obstacles. Just ask Columbus. Or the crew of Apollo 13. Or Noah.

Causes steps outside the bounds of the growing trend toward formula writing. It is written for pure adult entertainment and allows the readers to exercise their own imaginations as one plot twists and intertwines upon another. A manuscript that delves into the shadow worlds of greed, devotion, wealth, power, suspense, and psychotic ambition. A fast-paced original work that rushes headlong from suspenseful crescendos to a sharp and startling conclusion. It pulls the reader through the lives of ordinary people as the characters are forced to deal with extraordinary and often times unimaginable circumstances. The perfect Prequel to Waters Way and the other books in this string of manuscripts.

An imaginative “string” of speculative fiction started to unravel with the publication of Water’s Way . From there it looped and wound its way around and through Chain Speed and Kindred Spirits . And now the stage is set for Water’s End . A fitting conclusion filled with enough unexpected twists, turns, and fast paced action to keep even the most avid reader of suspense fiction entertained for hours. For you see…Jack Anderson had never allowed a case, any case, to totally preoccupy him. Even those very few that had managed to avoid the Precinct’s Closed Case File over the years had never completely engulfed his life for any significant length of time. The Bad Guys would always come and go. The city’s citizenry would always resume their daily lives once the media headlines softened and died away. And Maplewoods and Jack Anderson would always find their own delicate balance between human cruelty and blindfolded justice. But there was one. One case and one faceless maniac which had stuck to Anderson like glue. So tight that it opened the door to Anderson’s early retirement. So strong its pull that it continued to gnaw at him long after he should have found a way to pry it loose. And when Jerry Lee returned, the vice-like bond of dread and hate pushed Anderson another step closer to the edge. Water’s End …the journey continues.

Harper, New 56In a matter of a few short days the city's leadership would have to seriously contemplate repainting their city limits sign. But, for the moment, that decision would have to wait. A drastic reversal in census was about to take place, and Harper and its citizenry were going to have an entirely different agenda placed before themhow to be alive when the unnatural carnage ran its course.Jonas Birdsong. Randall Garner. Sheriff Brad Caldwell. Evie MacAntire. And a handful of others. All found themselves caught in the middle of a course of events with no familiar rules.But then againMother Nature had certainly never promised that survival or the natural Order of all things would be guaranteed or easily understood.Let the Old Men talk.Let the Cycle of the Rain begin.

The goal has always been to create a string, of stand alone manuscripts loosely knit together by common characters and imaginative story lines. The first piece, Waters Way, set the stage for this literary journey with its perfect balance of believable characters and subtle hints for what may lie ahead in future works. This next component, Chain Speed, offers our readers a fast-paced path to the next rest stop along the way.Chain Speed is intense. It is, unfortunately, too believable in many real-world respects. And it doesnt allow those who enjoy a suspenseful thriller much breathing room. Chain Speed is built upon the basic premise that implies all things may not be as they first appear. On the surface, distinct common threads can often be mistaken for random acts. It becomes a matter of perspective and a slight shift in that perspective can open entirely new venues. To achieve this, Chain Speed relies on the backdrop provided by a beef slaughtering plant and an antagonist who the readers are going to love to hate.

The rural town of New Hope may have lived up to its name at one time in its history…but that was over eight decades ago. Today it is more concerned with hiding its secrets from the glances of curious tourists and vacation travelers. Randall Garner was one of those who happened on the small community virtually by accident. Even he didn’t see the haunting forces that lurked behind the friendly smiles and the quaint storefronts. Of course, his perception was thrown slightly off center by the mysterious young woman, Casandra Blankenship. And Garner would discover much too late that histories long dead and buried...often prefer to stay that way. The journey continues…

The world of entertainment has become so visual it has eroded away much of the appeal the written word once possessed. Its as if weve either lost our Imagination, or misplaced the directions on how to use it. Hopefully, speculative fiction will help us find it again. Waters Way is exactly that caliber of work. It pushes the reader to a time and place where the prescription for disaster can be as simple as Coincidence or as complex as Fate. Clay Barkley thought he understood both concepts. But that was before the time when a silent tremor rippled under an aging dam holding back billions of gallons of water.