The Trump/Pence campaign 2016 opened its west Jacksonville office today with Herman Cain as the main speaker. The crowd gathered with excitement for the Trump/Pence campaign. When Herman Cain arrived the crowd went into over drive.
The crowd was equally excited by the arrival of Glo Smith (R) who is running for congress in the 5th District. She’s the choice for change and is 100% for jobs!!!
The morning began with a rousing presentation of patriotic songs. One woman in the crowd commented to me how she was saddened we don’t hear these songs too much any more.
I replied that when I was a girl we used to sing them in school, and when we get rid of Common Core, parents and local school boards could determine to sing them once again in schools.
Trump/Pence West Jacksonville Office: 11043 Crystal Springs Rd.
After the opening some of us walked the streets talking to residents and leaving fliers. I was one who walked and I had a ball.
I watched the peaceful demonstration in Charlotte as it grew dark and the peaceful resident protestors left the park and went home. They were soon replaced by other protestors, some of them from out-of-town. Some of them professional rabble-rousers.
I watched in shock as they rushed police, vandalized stores, attacked representatives of the press. I have to say, I was shocked and became numb. That’s when I went to bed.
This morning I picked up my Bible and read for a while before turning on the TV. When I did the news, as most of America now knows, was not good. Mom and pop stores as well as corporate enterprises had been looted. A protestor had shot another protestor. The night before, I’d seen a souvenir shop being decimated. This morning, I found out it belonged to an Asian family.
As a nation, the law abiding citizens need to speak out. We need to make our voices heard. We need to cry out to God and to our elected officials that we want our streets to be safe for everyone, of every color, all the time. We will not tolerate rioting and looting.
We want our police departments to be better trained when dealing with potentially violent encounters. It’s not so much get the bad apples out, but train the ones in the basket. We want them to practice and drill for these situations. However, they are not social workers and can’t solve the problems of troubled communities. They are law enforcement officers, there to enforce the law. On that note, we want existing gun laws enforced and we want illegal weapons taken off the streets.
We want high crime communities to take responsibility for the breakdown of the family and breakdown of respect. We need to impress upon young people the best way to have a good and long life is to complete high school and not have a baby out of wedlock.
This is upon the silent majority and the silent majority can not afford to be silent anymore if we desire peace and safety on our streets and in our communities.
KNIGHT IN SHINING APRON is a a cozy foodie mystery, yes. Yet it goes beyond that to become a psychological cozy tackling the issue of domestic abuse thoroughly, but also in a manner that won’t distress readers of cozies and classical mysteries. This is a well written story.
Sir Joel Peterman, an actual British knight who is a bonafide gourmet chef, is mistaken for a new hire dishwasher and gets off on the wrong foot with Starli Cameron, the owner of Apple Blossoms restaurant in West Virginia.
Starli has a lot of issues. She was severely abused by her deceased husband and as the novel opens is being stalked and threatened by her police officer brother-in-law. P.O. Roland Stratton, well respected in the town, blames her for his drunken brother’s deadly car crash. Then there’s the sulking assistant chef, the scheming kitchen worker, and the cloying banker who is in love with her. There are more twists and turn and red herrings than you can shake a spatula at.
The novel captures small town business rivalries to perfection. The culinary aspects of the novel ring true. After a break in at the restaurant where the freezer has been deliberately left open, Joel knows exactly how to save the meat. I particularly liked his menu ideas and wanted to eat dinner at Apple Blossoms.
Walking Sophie, my gal pal, on this misty Sunday morning in NE Florida is quiet and relaxing. I took a few photos and couldn’t help contrasting this bucolic scene with what was going on in my former hometown, NYC, after last night’s street bombing. Thirty people were injured.
If Sophie and I walk to the right when we leave the house. No place to hide a pressure-cooker bomb with a note and a cell phone.
If Sophie and I walk to the left. At the end of this street there is a rooster crowing.
Instead we chose to walk straight ahead where this tree had a major branch come down a week before Hurricane Hermine. We do get tropical storms with high winds.
My heart and prayers are with New Yorkers and also the people of Seaside, NJ who also had a bombing last night that thankfully failed to go off during the Marine Corps race. I know this is so scary, yet I also know the people of NYC and New Jersey are strong and will fight back against any type of terrorism.
Readers’ Favorite Review gave HARMFUL INTENT a glowing 5 Star review. Here are a few notable excerpts from the review below:
kept me captivated from the beginning
The plot was amazing and the story line’s twists and turns kept me guessing until the end.
This is truly a murder mystery that I recommend to those who love a good, cozy mystery and to those who love sleuthing mysteries. It was awesome!
Harmful Intent The Veronica by Nike N. Chillemi Fiction – Mystery – Murder 220 Pages
Reviewed on 09/12/2016
Reviewed by Susan Sewell for Readers’ Favorite
Harmful Intent by Nike N. Chillemi is a murder mystery filled with lies, betrayal and intrigue. It is set against the arid backdrop of a small town in Texas, a place where guns and hospitality go hand in hand. Veronica Ingels, P.I. finds evidence that Mark, her husband of a year, is cheating on her. To have time to think, she calls her boss and informs him of her dilemma. Being a good friend, he gives her personal time off to deal with the situation. Veronica leaves New York and flies to Texas to stay with her best friend, Cassidy. When she arrives at Cassidy’s Bridal Shop to announce her arrival, she finds Cassidy in Mark’s cheating arms. In shock and anger, she runs out of the shop and drives around, lost on the back roads in rural Texas. Unsure of what to do next, she calls her boss and gives him an update. He sends her to an old friend of his who has a temporary job and a room for her, while she works out what she is going to do. Unfortunately, things only get worse for Veronica…
Harmful Intent by Nike N. Chillemi is an exciting murder mystery that kept me captivated from the beginning. The story is written as reports from Veronica’s and Deputy Sergeant Dawson Hughes’s (a former Army Ranger) points of view. At first, it was a little confusing, but as I got accustomed to their reports, I got into the story and forgot its unusual portrayal. The plot was amazing and the story line’s twists and turns kept me guessing until the end. Texas was a wonderful choice for the unfolding of the plot. With their easy going attitude toward guns and ‘the door is always open’ way of thinking, I felt like I was at home! The characters were so real that I was able to connect with them and heartily loved the “good guys” and vehemently hated the “bad guys”! This is truly a murder mystery that I recommend to those who love a good, cozy mystery and to those who love sleuthing mysteries. It was awesome!
I’ve moved to the northeast coast of Florida and am starting a new life. So, when browsing in the local discount Christian book store (there are many of them in north Florida), I purchased a new Bible, a detective story by an author I’d never heard of before (a review is coming), and another silver ring (inscribed with, Phil 4:13). As if I don’t wear enough silver rings.
My old Bible was the Comparative Study Bible with four translations (KJV, NASB, AMP, NIV). I loved that Bible, marked it up, and eventually had to tape it to keep the hard cover binding from falling off. So, it was definitely time for a new Bible. I looked at four translation study Bibles, but like the one I had, they were all very heavy which made it cumbersome taking them to church or growth groups or whatever. I finally decided to get a Parallel Bible with NASB and Amplified translations and I love it.
So, I’m reading through it and have gotten up to Leviticus, the book of laws that seems to go on and on. I joked with God the other day, “Didn’t you know this is my favorite book of the Bible?” Yes, I joke with God. I talk to Him, share with Him, and sometimes cry to Him.
Here I am reading page after page of Leviticus and I can’t wait to get through with it. Yes, I know there are Bible scholars who relish a good day delving into Leviticus, but I’m not one of them.
Then I got to the part about who’s nakedness thou shalt not uncover, translated into modern speak, that means who you shall not marry and/or have sexual relations with. This sets out what have become modern laws of incest, and beyond those laws to what are still mores, or generally held morality. So, the Lord clearly states a man shall not uncover the nakedness of his mother, his sister, or any of his father’s wives. In those days a man cold have as many wives as he could afford. They each had their own tent and households which each wife ran and of course the husband had to pay for.
The text goes on to say a man shall not lay with his father’s wife’s mother. That a man shall not take two sisters as wives, so the sisters will not become rivals…and on and on. As I read all of this, I had the profound realization much of this has become the underpinning of civilized society wherever Judaeo-Christian teaching became the norm. Who wouldda thunk the Lord would stop me cold in the middle of Leviticus, Leviticus to give me this moment of deep discernment. These writings were also the very beginning of the notion of the protection of women and children within a society. The modern feminist cries out, “This is not nearly enough.” Remember this was written between 1440 and 1400 BC and was revolutionary then.
In Exodus, God continually calls the Israelites an obstinate people who turn from His ways at a drop of the hat and always thereby get themselves into some sort of trouble. He calls the pagan practices (child sacrifice, selling ones daughters into sexual slavery as temple prostitutes, and all types of fornication) as being evil. It seems today, society is all too ready to push aside rules that have stabilized society for generations in favor of doing whatever they please. Let the good times roll…
Am I advocating strict biblical law for this modern age. No, I believe the church is now under “grace” not under “the law”. I’m suggesting a return to the spirit of the law, as taught by Jesus. We will and are finding that the loosening of many of these age-old rules has and will put women and children at risk, not to mention the elderly as well. Ultimately, it puts all of society at risk.
Finding a killer in the middle of a blitz is murder.
When a cryptanalyst in Britain’s top secret Code and Cypher School is murdered, alarms sound in the highest echelons of Parliament. Was it merely a lover’s quarrel that ended her life, or was she killed after telling the Germans everything they wanted to know? That’s what MI6 Agent, Commander Grey Hamilton must find out.
He is joined in the chase by an old university friend from Scotland Yard, and a young American genius who has been singled out by the killer as his next victim.
As the Luftwaffe escalates its reign of terror over London, the unlikely team dodges bombs while searching the Underground and London docks knowing failure is not an option. The lives of English soldiers and perhaps the fate of the British Empire itself, is at stake.
Nike: Do you write exclusively in one genre, or do you “cross-over” to other genres? What draws you to the genre(s) you write in?
V.B.: Primarily, I write contemporary suspense. I have crossed-over to speculative fiction (The Watchman) and historical (Deathwatch) but still in the suspense genre. I cut my teeth on Agatha Christie novels and was hooked. I love watching the protagonist work his way through the clues and red-herrings to find the killer. Nike: How did you go about researching for this novel? Did you go anywhere outside your usual locale, or experience anything of note in the researching of this novel?
V.B.: As you might imagine, there is a lot of research in doing a period novel. The internet was my biggest source of background. I re-watched two of my favorite WWII series, Herman Wouk’s Winds of War and War and Reembrace. I also contacted a writer friend in England who gave me great insight into the food and settings. Writing this novel was a great and also humbling experience. I’m not sure how many people realize how perilous times were in 1940 London.
Nike:Can you give us a sneak peek or preview into the next work in progress (WIP) you’re working on? When do you expect to release it?
V.B.: I’m currently co-authoring a novel (David Arp) set in Benghazi during the attack on the consul. We’re hoping for a Christmas release. Here’s the blurb:
It was the mother of all bad days.
The date, September 11, 2012. The place, Benghazi, Libya.
While a brave band of warrior’s fight for their lives in the consulate and CIA annex, outside, a Mossad Agent, a missionary, and a Mississippi giant fight a different battle.
Caught between terrorist and an enraged Russian arms dealer, they must complete the mission and manage to stay alive until they can escape or the cavalry arrives.
Never assume things can’t get worse.
Nike: Does your MC(s) read much? If so, what does he/she read?
V.B.: The female lead doesn’t have a lot of time to read, but in one scene she is reading MRS. MINIVER by Jan Struther. The book was later made into an academy award winning movie.
Grey entered the dining area the next morning and found Miss Sullivan already seated at a table. He ignored how lovely she looked despite the early hour. Apparently, she hadn’t lost any sleep over his rudeness last evening. “I’m glad to see you’re punctual. That will make my job easier.” He called the ancient waiter over and placed his order.
She grinned behind her cup. “I aim to please, Commander.”
“Is that sarcasm, Miss Sullivan, so early in the morning? And here I came to apologize for yesterday.”
“There’s no need . . .”
He held up his hand. “Let me get through this. I practiced all morning while shaving. Apologies do not come easily to me.”
“Then by all means, proceed.”
“Before I begin, have you eaten?”
“I’ve ordered toast and jam to go with my tea.”
“That’s not breakfast; it’s mid-morning tea. You look like a strong wind would blow you away. Now where was I? Oh yes . . . my apology.”
The waiter tottered over and placed toast in front of Grace, then a steaming plate of fried Spam, powdered eggs, before him. He raised his fork. “You know, Spam is a much maligned delicacy. Most people turn up their noses having never tried it. It’s quite good. You should give it a go.” He speared a forkful and offered it to her. “It would put some meat on your bones.”
She shook her head. “No, thank you. My bones are quite happy as they are. Is that your apology?” Her mouth spread into a wide grin that brightened her face. “Are you actually comparing yourself to Spam? Is that your subtle way of saying I should get to know you before I decide to dislike you?”
“That was merely an aside before I get down to serious business, but it isn’t a bad analogy.” He placed the fork on the table, wiped his mouth with the napkin then sat back in his chair, studying her face. “You were right yesterday. I was putting my personal preference before the good of this investigation and my own country. If you come aboard, you will be a wholly contributing member of the team, and I will show you no mercy. You and Milford will be at my beck and call whenever needed. Understood?”
“I wouldn’t have it any other way.”
She gazed down at his plate as he finished off his breakfast. “For a lord, you have bourgeois taste buds.”
“Lords are merely men, Miss Sullivan, although spoiled more than most, granted a title at the whim of the king. Not of the blood royal, so to speak. Besides, rationing has forced me to retrain my palate. Are you packed?”
“I never unpacked.”
“You and I are going to get along famously, Miss Sullivan.”
“About that ‘Miss Sullivan’ business, do you think since we will be working together we might be less formal?”
“Absolutely. I shall call you Grace and the Inspector, Aubrey. You can call me Commander.”