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“0” An American billboarded perspective (ABSTRACT) © 2010, 2013

“0” An American billboarded perspective (ABSTRACT) My father had us play ROAD SIGN ALPHABET to beat the monotony of long family road trips. This game is played by spelling out the alphabet on billboards. The first one to reach Z wins. I took the game a step further by studying how a town’s secrets are revealed by their billboards. Or do the billboards dictate a town’s secrets? The two haunted highways are Highway 61 and Highway 49. Highway 49 descends to the end of Mississippi (Gulfport) (the Gulf Of Mexico), and ascends in Clarksdale. Highway 61 ascends to Memphis Tennessee and descends near St. Francisville Louisiana.

Who is Black Amerikkka? (TellMeVision literary Trailer 4)

___________________________________________________________________________________________________________________________________ Inside the funeral home : A very thick condensed black smoke began to come out of the air vents. It was a strange smoke that stuck to anything it touched like a mix of ink and mud. “What the hell is going on here?” Hawk yelled, as he confronted the man dressed in the black, white, and gray American flag spandex costume. He still holds the scalpel above her nude restrained body. The black substance began to wrap around them in thick strands. Then it totally consumed them. Soon after it was as if they were wearing skin tight black leather suits that covered their entire bodies. A hand holding a remote control presses the channel switch button. A scene from a ghost sightings reality television show: “Way back in the seventies we found out that the father of a family’s step sister’s cousin’s in law’s dog became possessed after drinking from a pollut...

This is a secret. Don’t tell anyone! (TellMeVision literary trailer pt 3) © 2013

The proceeding is part 3 trailer to the latest version of my kindle e-book series “FEARLESS.” The title of this book is TellMeVision. I recommend you read the other two trailers so that you will know what is going on. The links below, in the comment section, are to purchase my e-books (the first book of the series is only 0.99 cents), and to see the previous literary trailers. Thank You- _______________________________________________________________________________________________________________________________ Hawk is a medium build man. He is fond of wearing a silk black tank top, purple leather pants, custom made snake skin tennis shoes, and wrap around yellow sun glasses. His off camera partner is the conservative Mr. Warner. Warner usually dressed in a plain, drab suit and tie. Change scenes to the bar “The Pony’s Tavern” where there is a bartender who has told stories, to anyone who tips well, about a vigilante named… “You want anything buddy?” The bartender asked Mr. Wa...

I dare You Not To Watch Your television (TellMeVision literary trailer pt 2) © 2013

All that you touch and all that you see… A hand holding a remote control presses the channel switch button: The scene changes to a television commercial: “I BELIEVE IN GOING TO ANY EXTREME TO GET YOU THAT PERFECT CAMERA SHOT AND THAT PERFECT VIDEO. TO DO THIS FOR YOU I’VE BEEN SHOT AT, FELL HUNDREDS OF FEET, BEEN INSTITUTIONALIZED, AND HAVE BEEN ARRESTED IN THIRTY DIFFERENT STATES, AND IN TWO DIFFERENT COUNTRIES. This week we explore the land that time forgot, the Mississippi Delta. I’m in search of a local legend about a vigilante known as Johnny Walker Knight. I’ll be exploring dangerous streets during the twilight hours. In order to find the truth I will interview drug dealers, con men and thugs. They’re will also be a surprise that you won’t want to miss.” Hawk explains. to see where this all started purchase Fearless book 1 "FEARLESS" .99 cents http://www.amazon.com/Fearless-0-ebook/dp/B008GZ8GZC/ref=la_B009RYIORG_1_2?ie=UTF8&qid=1364526617...

I dare you to read this TV commercial part 1

TellMeVision Commercial © 2013 “Fearless book 4” …because you know how this all ends… Inside Brown’s Funeral Home: She squirms. Her nude body is restrained by her arms, feet, and waist on the mortician examining table. She can’t scream because he has pacified her by stuffing his latex gloves into her mouth. He grips that scalpel in both hands menacingly. He wears a spandex suit and mask. It is colored black, gray, and white in the pattern of an American flag. It is as if he was once covered with the flag when he died, and now out of personal spite he wears it as a uniform.

The secret 4 things that will happen to you if you write fiction

I am just that guy living next door doing things. (a work in progress) When you have been doing things creatively for awhile you start to experience some creative absolutes. You ever think about someone and then see them? You ever get a great idea in your head; and then later see it used by bigger entities, like famous writers, movies, songs and even television? You ever write something and it comes true later? Who can you tell that you thought of it first? After a while you quit telling anyone because; after all, post prediction destroys credibility. Post prediction also can fall into that annoying “I told you so” categories. You ever get disgusted at some book, some movie, some video, some book, some song that sucks; knowing that you have done better and don’t have enough monetary success to quit your day job? ____________________________________________________________

What do the people want to read? An INTRODUCTION that is not Boring. Part 4

What do the people want to read? An INTRODUCTION that is not Boring. Part 4 He let his grades in school drop. Then he just quit because it wasn’t cool. He quit his job and moved out his parent’s house because it wasn’t cool. He moved in with his new friends who partied day and night. They didn’t have to work because they sold drugs. One day, the house got raided… That was a year ago, his parents let him move back in into an apartment over the garage. I remembered that old saying “Born with a silver spoon in his mouth” as I taste the metal from the barrel of that rifle in my mouth. All that I was supposed “to be.” All that I once was. I have no future. I will be lonely and doomed. How did I get like this? “Why can’t you just stop?” Yea, that’s what they all said. They don’t know what it is like to be me. They don’t care. How dare they criticize me! Don’t they remember the horrible things they did to me as a child when they were drunk? All the friends I used to have. They said, “I...