J.J. Goodman: Writings, Musings and More

Just in time for Christmas, Phaedrus: Turmoil on the Frontier , the exciting sequel to The Diligent: Conflict on the Deep Space Horizon , is now available for Kindle!!! You can purchase the new book by clicking on the link to the right. (Over there ------>) Thanks again for all of your support and encouragement!!!

Christmas... with a twist. _______________________ Christopher sighed and hung up the phone. There was no time during the year that he loathed more than December. He had requested that his telephone number be unlisted, but an error on the phone company’s part cause it to not only be listed, but listed in bold. Not that an unlisted number would have stopped the calls from coming, anyway. He was still listed for company purposes, so the calls would have just gone to the office regardless. They still did. Such was the curse his parents placed on him by naming him Christopher Cringle. Glancing at the clock, he learned that it was only 10:54. He had tried to go to be early, as if he would sleep. It was two weeks before Christmas and he needed to ride it out. He would be taking a much need vacation to Florida the day after, and like a child he had been marking the days off of his calendar. It was that thought that finally allowed him to drift off to sleep. It was the loud thud that

The blowing November breeze was chilling, but not so much so that it deterred him. He needed a little serenity, figuratively and literally. Serenity Point was his happy place. Nestled snuggly in a small harbor on the south shore of Lake Ontario , Serenity Point was where he would go to collect his thoughts, or not think at all. Though public, the pier was seldom populated. This day was no different. The pier itself was concrete, lined on both sides by large boulders designed to repel the rough waters when the Canadian wind sought fit to batter the coastline with its fury. About three-quarters of the way out to the small lighthouse at the pier’s end there was a large, flat rock that jutted out just a little bit farther than the others. That was his spot. Climbing over the sagging and aged railing, he dropped himself down onto his place of contemplation and reclined back on the cold rocks. The sunset would be coming soon. At this time of year the golden solar hues would disapp

As we creep nearer and nearer to publication, I thought I'd reveal the final teaser synopsis for Phaedrus: Turmoil on the Frontier , book two in the three-part series The Deep Space Chronicles . Keep watch here for announcements! ____________________________ Phaedrus: Turmoil on the Frontier A Deep Space Chronicles novel by J.J. Goodman             All Commander Jason James wanted was some rest, and peace. None would come, however, as James and the rest of the Diligent ’s crew face a new menace in the wake of the battle at the Outer Banks. Armed with new intelligence, the crew of the USS Diligent embarks on its most important and dangerous mission yet: Travel to the crystal planet of Phaedrus, find the alien orb, and either capture or destroy it. Joined by its sister ship, the USS Frontier , led its young and ambitious captain Keith Barron, the Diligent arrives at Phaedrus too late, only to find the gears of the alien war machine already in motion. Now, ASEF forces must

Ah, the holiday season brings out the best in us…. Well, it brings out the best in some of us. For most people though, the holiday season becomes a time to showcase their innate stupidity. By and large, I’ve found that holiday lunacy falls into one of three general categories. (I’ll give you a hint: the categories comprise the title of this blog entry. Up there.) (No, not that high… a little lower… yeah, there.) Those categories, in increasing order of decreasing awareness and courtesy, are: I.           Nitwittery. Nitwittery is exhibited by the clueless, inept and otherwise unaware. The perpetrators of this offense usually take the form of the beleaguered dad/husband/boyfriend, carrying a multitudinous array of shopping bags and wandering aimlessly through the mall, trudging after his wife/girlfriend, and exhibiting the decreased mental capacity of a zombie on Zoloft. Completely unaware of his surroundings, his nitwittery will include: turning abruptly and whacking small child