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Use the following url for downloading Cooper's Moon: https://www.amazon.com/Richard-C.-Conrath/e/B07B6KFNF9%3Fref=dbs_a_mng_rwt_scns_share 
 
First came Cooper's Moon (which had outstanding success on Amazon trade and Kindle edition.) Now, finally (drum roll) my second book is out and even better than the first. I got my mojo going for me and I'm on a roll. Check it out on the link provided:
Be sure to visit Richard's Amazon Author Page and his Facebook Page
It has been raining for five straight days now and the river is swollen, threatening to spill over the banks and inundate this small southern Ohio city. It’s late autumn and this is what happens every fall. On the river. Rain, rising tides, flooded homes and people stranded on rooftops watching cars and animals floating down the river. People ask why don’t they just move? The answer is because this is their home.
It’s late, 3:00 a.m., and the waters of the Ohio are racing toward the Mississippi, the Blood Moon riding low in the sky now, watching the whole scene like a curious silver eye, casting its light on the waters and illuminating the flotsam that is beginning to jam the river and force it onto the shore. The people who were standing on its banks earlier in the evening have gone to sleep, hoping for a better day tomorrow, which means, of course, that the rain will stop. What they aren’t seeing now is a body, or should I say, parts of a body, washed against a pile of tree branches, bouncing like a rubber doll, one arm flopping as the waves from the torrent strike it. The other arm missing. Skin peeled back on the trunk. Her face, or what’s left of it, is swollen and grotesque, the soft light of the moon unable to alter the fact that her body is decaying, the night breeze unable to hide the stench of rotting flesh. Her clothes are torn from the punishing waters, and her eyes, only holes now, stare into the night sky, as if anxious to release the secret of what had happened. Download on Kindle or purchase the book through Barnes & Noble or Amazon Independent bookstores also carry the first two in the series (See Sanibel Island bookstores so order on line. Sanibel Island has three bookstores which carry the Cooper Series. A man walked into a bar... Oops....wrong joke. A man (me) walked into a thrift shop (my favorite place to find worn Levi's), and the salesperson said: "I know you! You write mysteries!" Wow! This was my second personal recognition in a week. (Of course, I blushed and smiled to myself... Okay, tell me more... I'm rA eady.)A
Then, my wife just stared at me and said, "Dude! Get a life. She probably thinks you're Stephen King!" Anyone have any writer jokes? Bring em' on! |
