Karl Erickson
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The Blood Cries Out
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The Wallowas (Oregon, My Oregon, A Photographic Journey Book 1)
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2013
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Toupée Mice
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2013
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What I Learned from Samwise, My Interview with Sean Astin
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2014
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Stars Within the Glass
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2011
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Tristan's Travels
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2010
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Handbook of Embodied Cognition and Sport Psychology
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Darkness and Fractured Shadows: A Mind-Bending Menagerie of Short Stories and Sketches
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Starlight and Fractured Shadows: A Mind-Bending Menagerie of Short Stories
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Starlight and Fractured Shadows: A Mind-Bending Collection of Short Stories
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“Out of the darkness of my life, so much frustrated, I put before you the one great thing to love on earth: the Blessed Sacrament. . . . . There you will find romance, glory, honour, fidelity, and the true way of all your loves upon earth, and more than that: Death: by the divine paradox, that which ends life, and demands the surrender of all, and yet by the taste (or foretaste) of which alone can what you seek in your earthly relationships (love, faithfulness, joy) be maintained, or take on that complexion of reality, of eternal endurance, which every man’s heart desires.”
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“Thank you for your letter. . . . . I regret that I am not clear as to what you intend by arisch. I am not of Aryan extraction: that is Indo-iranian; as far as I am aware none of my ancestors spoke Flindustani, Persian, Gypsy, or any related dialects. But if I am to understand that you are enquiring whether I am of Jewish origin, I can only reply that I regret that I appear to have no ancestors of that gifted people. My great-great-grandfather came to England in the eighteenth century from Germany: the main part of my descent is therefore purely English, and I am an English subject – which should be sufficient. I have been accustomed, nonetheless, to regard my German name with pride, and continued to do so throughout the period of the late regrettable war, in which I served in the English army. I cannot, however, forbear to comment that if impertinent and irrelevant inquiries of this sort are to become the rule in matters of literature, then the time is not far distant when a German na
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“Some twenty minutes later, I was back at the river, and my son and father were waiting on the far side. Crossing the swift river with my dad was something I was really dreading. I helped him check his bandages, and he was under the impression that his injury was a compound fracture—bone sticking through flesh. While I didn’t get a good look at the foot itself, I noticed there were blood blisters everywhere on his lower leg. It was a shockingly bad injury, and I worried he might lose his foot. It was time to cross the stream. My son took my father’s left side, where he could keep close watch on the placement of the improvised wooden cane. I took my father’s right arm in mine and silently prayed as our feet hit the water together. Our footing held firm on the stream’s rocky bottom, and the rushing water didn’t rise above our knees. I was so tremendously grateful at that final step onto the rocky shore, but there was lots of work still requiring our attention before my son and I could make the final journey to the trailhead beyond Lake Pamelia.”
― Mt. Jefferson Wilderness
― Mt. Jefferson Wilderness
“David pulled a U-turn and re-traced their previous route to the church. Traffic on Queen Anne Blvd was heavy; making a left turn would be difficult. David hit the lights and blasted the siren a twice to safely navigate the left turn, and headed north up the steep hill. He gunned the Charger, and activated the siren several more times to clear slow cars ahead. Traffic moved to the right. A pale Dustin sat quietly on the passenger side. They crested Queen Anne hill, passing by Olympia’s Pizza on the right. A few drops of rain splattered on the windshield. David eased off the accelerator as pedestrians failed to notice their red and blue strobe lights and crossed the street in front of them. Another yelp of the siren startled a teenager in a mini skirt.”
― The Blood Cries Out
― The Blood Cries Out
“Are you sure this idea of yours is entirely safe?” I asked, looking nervously down at the living room floor from atop the lofty fireplace mantel. “What if they come back early, Fred? What if we don’t find the right hiding spot? Fiddlesticks warned us—” “Of course we’re safe, my dear mouse,” Fred interrupted. “I’m sure they won’t be back for a while yet. We’ll blend into these incredible works of art, these…what are they called again?” “They’re mouse Hummels: little statues or figurines,” I replied, inching carefully between two of the delicate figures. “Well, this new owner has excellent taste, that’s fer sure. Very lifelike they are. Shame we have to knock some sense into this poor chap.” He extended a curious paw to examine a figurine’s tail when suddenly it turned and knocked his paw aside, exclaiming, “Excusez moi, s’il vous plaît!”
― Toupée Mice
― Toupée Mice
“There is something delicious about writing the first words of a story. You never quite know where they'll take you.”
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“It's a dangerous business, Frodo, going out your door. You step onto the road, and if you don't keep your feet, there's no knowing where you might be swept off to.”
― The Lord of the Rings
― The Lord of the Rings
“It is a serious thing to live in a society of possible gods and goddesses, to remember that the dullest most uninteresting person you can talk to may one day be a creature which,if you saw it now, you would be strongly tempted to worship, or else a horror and a corruption such as you now meet, if at all, only in a nightmare. All day long we are, in some degree helping each other to one or the other of these destinations. It is in the light of these overwhelming possibilities, it is with the awe and the circumspection proper to them, that we should conduct all of our dealings with one another, all friendships, all loves, all play, all politics. There are no ordinary people. You have never talked to a mere mortal. Nations, cultures, arts, civilizations - these are mortal, and their life is to ours as the life of a gnat. But it is immortals whom we joke with, work with, marry, snub, and exploit - immortal horrors or everlasting splendors.”
― The Weight of Glory
― The Weight of Glory
“The unmarked black V8 Dodge Charger roared down the ramp and onto the Lake Washington Floating Bridge. Theirs was not the standard vehicle assignment for Seattle Police detectives, but David happened to be at the right place at the right time to propose a six-month test period for the Charger within the Seattle’s Homicide Unit. They worked well for Traffic, and it was decided they might fill a need for Homicide as well. Red and blue strobes flashed their warning from behind the Charger’s front grill as well as the car’s rear window well.”
― The Blood Cries Out
― The Blood Cries Out
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