Saturday, February 22, 2020

The Vigilante Series


The Vigilante Series

by

Paul R. Meredith


My Vigilante series of crime novels consists of four stories. While each is a standalone story on its own merit, it is more gratifying if they are read in the sequence in which they were written. Here is the proper sequence:


The Vigilante God

The Rise of the Vigilante Goddess

The Return of the Vigilante Goddess

The Copycat Vigilantes


The series begins: The accidental hunting death of his eight-year-old son caused attorney Paul Dixon to go off on a wild tangent, costing him his marriage, his law career, and much, much more. He quit his position at the law firm where he was employed and left town after his divorce was final. He went into seclusion, changed his identity to Sam Little, and carefully conceived a plan to seek out the family members of those victims whose loved ones had suffered violence at the hands of the criminals in our society, criminals who had not received the full benefit of the justice system due to technicalities, loopholes in the law, crooked police, crooked judges, or slick-talking lawyers. Dixon's plans would be financed by those family members who felt they were cheated of justice by the criminal justice system, and the custom plans would be carried out by Sam Little's few very carefully selected hand-chosen associates.


Each of the stories will feed into the next one until the conclusion of the series with The Copycat Vigilantes.


The stories are all available at:

https://www.amazon.com/s?k=Paul+R.+Meredith&i=stripbooks&ref=nb_sb_noss






Thursday, February 20, 2020

My Favorite Stories


My Favorite Books



These books are listed in the order of my personal preference. They are my choices as favorite books I have written over the years. I also include the reasons for my choices. Often the stories are based on real events rather than just made-up stories.

All of these stories, as well as my other twenty stories, are available on 

https://www.amazon.com/s?k=Paul+R.+Meredith&i=stripbooks&ref=nb_sb_noss


Some of them are available as softcover editions while most are in e-book format.


Kenyan Sunset – this story surprised me as it developed in my mind. I honestly never knew I had the creative ability to cover such a huge set of sub-plots in order to get to the main theme of the story. I had great admiration for my ability to write such a commanding and consuming story.


The Virginia Yankee – This story was actually my 26th novel, but it jumped up near the top of my list of favorites because it was inspired by my love of all things concerning the great American Civil War. While there is ample Civil War detail in the story, there is another story, a story that I believe is one of the best romantic sequences I have ever written.


Olive’s Angels – this story was inspired by my mother’s Christian faith and her love for angels. One of my sisters opened a store specializing in angels and angel paraphernalia in honor of Mom. As the idea to write this story developed, I sought stories from real people who had angel encounters. I dove into the bible to learn all I could about angels. 


His Soul Mate – This was my very first novel I was able to get in print. It was inspired by my oldest daughter’s battle with breast cancer. The story is essentially a touchingly tender love story with a real-life ending. 


An Iowa Blessing – I loved writing this story because it was based loosely on a love affair between two people I vaguely knew. I took some liberties with the story to ensure it had a better ending than the real story, but it nevertheless captures the essence of what I wanted to say. I lived in Iowa for several years and some of my children and grandchildren still call Iowa home.


The Love Wish – I had to include this story as one of my most favorites because it tells such a tender story of second love. This love story again is loosely based on a real event that I was close to, an event that held great happiness for two people for several years…until real life kicked in and ended as many stories do. I lived in Iowa and Illinois, the Midwest settings for this story. Even though this story doesn’t end all gushy, I hope the reader will pick it up and be enthralled as most people who read it have been. It is totally consuming as it unfolds. 

It is my hope you will download or order one or more of my twenty-six stories and enjoy reading them as much as I did writing them.

Sunday, February 16, 2020


The Death of a Soul Mate


People grow old, they sometimes get sick and die. It is the great plan of our Creator that dying is what will happen to all living things including human beings. We all know the Creator’s plan and learn to accept it over time, especially as we get along in years and see the breakdown of the body take its toll on us.


The worst part of the aging process to people who have been happily married for many years is losing the loved one who has been with them through thick and thin. For me, getting old and seeing my body lose some of its youthful abilities was perfectly acceptable. What was not so acceptable was seeing my wife suffer the ravages of age, becoming incapacitated and eventually become ill and die of an unexpected brain tumor.


I will never forget returning to my home that first night after she died, knowing as I put my head on my pillow that first night, my wife and soul mate would never again share my bed with me. During the seventy-two days she was lying ill in the hospital and then later at the nursing home, even when she was under terminal hospice care, I held out hope some miracle would allow her to return home to me. But when she eventually drew her last breath and her body was removed to a funeral home for final plans to be made, I knew at that moment all hope was gone. It dawned on me that very night my beautiful wife would never be with me again. Decent nights of sleep never came to me...not for months.


I lost a young wife to death when I was younger. We had been married for just nine years. We had three beautiful children together. Her death was absolutely staggering to me. Then years later I lost a beautiful and very talented older daughter to breast cancer. Her death nearly brought me to my knees once again. But I was somehow able to eventually come to grips with these two devastating personal losses. I think it may have been because I was younger and I knew I had to handle my responsibilities. In the case of losing my young wife, I had the raising of our three young daughters to carry me through, and then later when my daughter passed, I was buoyed by the fact I had a loving but ill wife who desperately needed me.


When my loving wife passed away when I was eighty-one years old, I knew in my heart there would never be another love in my life like her. Yes, of course, I deeply loved my surviving children, but they were all living far away and most of them have spouses, significant others or grown children watching after them. My role as a caretaker was over. I realized I was just counting the days until my time here on earth was coming to an end.  It doesn’t mean that I was feeling sorry for myself. As I told one of my visiting daughters recently, my job here is essentially over. When something happens to me now, I will have no great regret. I lived my life the only way I knew how and I think I did a pretty good job with the responsibilities I was given. When my time does finally come, I will be ready. I no longer have life goals ahead of me to achieve.


Wednesday, October 16, 2019

THE VIRGINIA YANKEE



THE VIRGINIA YANKEE
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The VIRGINIA

 YANKEE
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A Historical Civil War Romance Novel

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Paul R. Meredith

Short synopsis:

This story is of romance during the American Civil War. It tells the story of the life of Ephraim White, a Union northerner from West Virginia who crossed over into the southern Confederate state of Virginia to marry a reluctant young southern girl named Julia Spencer. Ephraim had won the right to marry her in a showdown poker game with her father two years before when she was just twelve years old.
            Ephraim is a land surveyor by trade and a gambler by choice. He has worked hard to earn and save all he could, plus he also has won money through gambling, enough to buy a small plantation in the Richmond area before he marries the young girl who has just turned fourteen.         After marriage Ephraim eventually becomes a spy for both sides (a double agent) during the Civil War. The spying could get him hanged by either side if he were to be discovered.
            The story begins as Ephraim is crossing over the state line into Virginia and details Ephraim’s life through the remainder of the Civil War and well beyond while encompassing many, many harrowing wartime experiences. Ephraim’s love life suddenly becomes quite complicated when he meets a young red-headed Irish woman named Gina Ellsworth.

Ephraim is a land surveyor by trade and a gambler by choice. He has worked hard to earn and save all he could, plus he also has won money through gambling, enough to buy a small plantation in the Richmond area before he marries the young girl who has just turned fourteen. After marriage, Ephraim eventually becomes a spy for both sides (a double agent) during the Civil War. The spying could get him hanged by either side if he were to be discovered.

The story begins as Ephraim is crossing over the state line into Virginia and details Ephraim’s life through the remainder of the Civil War and well beyond while encompassing many, many harrowing wartime experiences. Ephraim’s love life suddenly becomes quite complicated when he meets a young red-headed Irish woman named Gina Ellsworth.


If you have never read one of my novels, this is THE ONE you must download to your tablet, computer, smartphone, Nook, Kindle or other reading device and read. To download you must first download the Amazon Kindle App. 

As my 26th novel, I consider this my best work yet.



Please click on the included link above.




Paul

Tuesday, July 30, 2019

Joanna's Sin



Joanna's Sin is a unique mystery adventure/romance novel in that it deals with a topic not seen in most stories of mystery, love, and compassion. That topic is not revealed until the very end of the story, but the plot and sub-plots leading there will keep the reader on edge until they finally get it. Plus the story setting takes place where one might least expect it, in a 55-plus coastal retirement community. The reader will really want to explore this concept in telling a love story, a compelling story between older adults. 

Here is a brief example of what you will find in the story:

In the quiet coastal community of Beaver Creek, a fifty-five plus gated community located inside a larger city OF Ormond Beach in Central Eastern Florida, residents awoke to the noisy confusion of police car, fire truck and ambulance sirens that surrounded the discovery of a woman’s dead body floating in one of the three small lakes inside the community. Life suddenly changed for more than six hundred residents. Instead of the peace and quiet of casual retirement living just off the Atlantic Ocean, they were now aware of the potential of a killer living among them. Following the news of the murder of yet a second woman of Beaver Creek, a beloved woman by the name of Sara James, the nerves of the residents of Beaver Creek were really set on edge. Even though the residents clamored for an arrest, it seemed the police were not doing enough to attempt to solve the two crimes. Some were suspicious the police had dropped the investigation altogether.


A mysterious woman by the name of Joanna Simpson moved into the community a bit later, a woman from California who was hell-bent on finding and bringing to justice the murderer of her sister, Sara James. She kept her identity secret from all but one close confidant. Once she felt she knew who it was that killed her sister, Joanna hatched a plan to deliver her brand of justice to that person. What she had to do to get close enough to the person to serve him justice is the main plot of the story, a story that leads to a totally unexpected and shocking conclusion.

The Link:
https://www.amazon.com/s?k=Joanna%27s+Sin&i=stripbooks&ref=nb_sb_noss_2

Sunday, April 22, 2018

Sunshine Comes After Rain



Sunshine Comes After Rain
by
Paul R. Meredith

The following four paragraphs are in the introduction of my new romance novel named above. This is my 24th novel and one that I enjoyed writing so well that I finished it in near record time. I hope you will read this introduction and then be inspired enough to purchase it. 

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The story is a Kindle e-book and is available for just $2.99 at:

 https://kdp.amazon.com/en_US/bookshelf?ref_=TN_bs

Introduction



It was June. The moment she had been awaiting for nearly five years was coming to fruition in just a few more minutes. Jeri was about to become the bride she always wanted to be since she was a little girl. Her dreams were always all about growing up, meeting her handsome prince charming, getting married and having children. Now she was on the doorstep of all those dreams coming true.

            Jeri had not seen her husband-to-be for five days because of his work. Paul’s mother Grace was too ill to come and see her son get married. Since the wedding was to be slightly smaller than Jeri originally wanted to have and due to his hectic work schedule, she agreed to let Paul opt out of holding a rehearsal dinner. His mother could not really afford one anyway. He had also opted out of a bachelor party that his brother offered to host for him. She and her parents would have a small gathering for dinner at a popular restaurant near the church for about twenty of the people in the wedding party the night before the wedding. Paul was scheduled to arrive at the church in plenty of time for the ceremony on Saturday.



Outside the sanctuary door of the large Methodist church, Jeri grew extremely nervous as the time came for her father to walk her slowly down the long aisle and give her hand to Paul Wilson, her first true love and the man of her dreams. She nervously thought about that moment when she and Paul would be announced as a married couple and he would kiss her in front of the moderate-sized crowd of family and close friends. She shed a tear of happiness as that moment seemed imminent.

            There was a screech of tires stopping too quickly outside the front door of the church. Jeri and her father heard a car door slam and then saw a man rushing toward the door of the church. The doors had been locked after all the guests were seated. It was due to church policy concerning the safety of people inside the church during services. Most churches across the country were doing the same thing since the church shooting in Charleston. Then they saw the figure of a man rush past a side window as if he was headed toward the rear of the church, but he would find those doors locked as well.

Thursday, April 19, 2018

The Game of Golf


The Lovely Frustrating Game of Golf



by



Paul R. Meredith



I play the game of golf, perhaps not very well these days, but I do still play. I have played golf for over sixty-five years off and on. At my advanced age, golf is a very taxing game because it takes a lot of energy that I don't seem to have much of these days. In my younger days I always walked the golf course carrying my bag of clubs. Then I started using a hand cart in my middle years. Today I require an electric cart to ride in around the course in order to play the game. That is because my legs are pretty much shot and I don't feel well much of the time. I absolutely don't hit the ball very far these days. Most of the Florida courses require the use of a cart these days in order to speed up play so they can earn more revenue. There are a few courses where walking is permitted, but they are rapidly disappearing from the scene.

            It is true that playing golf is not a cheap sport if one really loves to play the game seriously. The equipment required can actually be quite expensive, although the quality of the equipment can vary quite widely if one wants to do it on the cheap side. Then there are the green fees, the range balls for practice, and almost always the tip for the bag man. Often it is advisable to pay for the services of a golf professional to teach certain aspects of the game if there is a need to do so. There will be some minor costs for the upkeep of equipment, such as new grips for the clubs periodically. And of course there is the cost for new golf balls, especially for the amateur players who tend to hit several stray shots during play. One doesn't always find the ball they hit in the woods, or in the lakes. Compared to other outdoor sports, I suppose golf could be about equal in costs. Hunting and shooting can be quite costly too, as is fox hunting, but ping pong or tennis would be considerably cheaper.

            I justify my expenditures on golf by telling myself I do not smoke or drink, so that allows me to feel good about whatever I do spend on golf. I am not saying I never have a social drink because that would not be true, but my expenses are extremely limited in drinking. I have not smoked a cigarette in more than thirty years. 

            So why do I still play this game of hitting and chasing that little white ball that many say is a silly waste of time? Well, the answer is fairly simple to me. First of all, I play because I love the camaraderie of being with the kind of friends I choose for myself, but there are also other reasons. It is said that golf is a game for gentlemen. That is very true; you will never find golfers fighting over the game, such as you might witness in a game of basketball or football. I have always found that golf is a game that defines the character of a man or a woman. Most people who play the game of golf are upstanding members of their community, people who often attend church and who offer help to others less fortunate. You will rarely find people playing golf who are outcast members of society.
            Golf is a game where the player calls penalties on himself or herself, not rely on a judge, jury, referee, or someone else to do it for them. I find that people who play golf are not cheaters. Yes, rarely a player will mistakenly lose track of a shot, especially when we grow older and our minds aren't as sharp as when we were younger, but it is not that common. Even then, a simple reminder from a playing partner will quickly correct the mistake.
            Golf is a very safe game to play. It would be extremely rare to read of a robbery on the golf course, or of a personal attack like a rape or mugging, let alone a murder. People who do those things are generally not golfers. You rarely if ever hear that someone playing golf has broken his leg, or his arm. And a caveat is that golf is a peaceful, quiet game that is played in a beautiful setting out in nature. Compare all this to playing a game like football or basketball where settings and attitudes are generally much different, where noise levels are through the roof..


By and large, golfers are an honorable group of individuals who never create chaos, but choose to conduct their lives in harmony with others. You may have noticed on television how the pros always shake hands at the conclusion of a golf match, not with just each other, but also with their caddies and the caddies of the opposition. This happens whether a player wins or loses. It is a great sign of true sportsmanship. I know of no other sport where this takes place quite like it does in golf. I think that may be why they call golf a game for gentlemen--and also for gentlewomen. Early in the history of the game of golf, it was truly a gentleman's sport, but it has morphed into an amazing sport for both genders because it can be equally played well by man or woman.

I simply love this game of golf.