SNYDERMANIA: Aug 9, 2014

Saturday, August 9, 2014

COMING SOON

An illustrated version of THE EIGHT-FINGERED CRIMINAL'S SON is in the works. I've teamed up with a brilliant illustrator by the name of Lyle Tucker. Like me, Lyle is from Hawthorne. He currently hangs his hat in Roswell, New Mexico. Roswell, New Mexico. Gotta tell you, I'm jacked up to be able to say I'm collaborating on a project with an artist in Roswell, New Mexico. The fact that is a crazy talented artist doesn't hurt. I'll keep you posted.

STORIES FROM THE SPIRIT GUIDE BAR is finished and will be available September 13th. Produced by Gary Gidak of Gidak Digital, this CD includes sound effects, background music, and an outstanding collection of voice actors. Gary is an extraordinary engineer, musician, actor, and writer. I might point out that he is from New Mexico.

What's the deal with New Mexico?

A few Arizona teachers have incorporated the audio version of "DAVE CRUZ" into lesson plans.

You can listen to "DAVE CRUZ" at this link for a limited time: "DAVE CRUZ"

The CD cover was designed by Angel Gidak. The Gidak's are quite a talented couple. Angel is a madly talented graphic designer, and she's also a commendable voice over actor. She is a hilarious and just a little bit scary as the man hating lady doctor in "THE BIG V," a story that should be carefully considered by any man considering a vasectomy. By the way, I really enjoy reading this story at events. Men invariably wriggle in their seats and groan uncomfortably, while women seem to take great pleasure in this painful little narrative.

TEECHUR, CONFESSIONS OF A RELUCTANT EDUCATOR, is ridiculously close to being finished. I've been stuck on the last chapter for several months. Things have been hectic since I left my job as a high school teacher a little over a year ago. I've been doing contract writing, tutoring, and pest control to make ends meet. I'll begin teaching as an adjunct at a local college in a couple of weeks. Somewhere in the midst of contract writing, teaching, marketing, and bug squirting, I'm going to sit down and finish that last chapter of TEECHUR.

I'd like to finish with something clever, but I have a chapter to finish.

Outside of a dog, a book is a man's best friend. Inside of dog, it's too dark to read.
-Groucho Marx

Get your copy of THE EIGHT-FINGERED CRIMINAL'S SON and THE SPIRIT GUIDE BAR here

WILLIAM SNYDER.BIZ

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NORTHERN EXPOSURE

Goethe's final words: "More light." Ever since we crawled out of that primordial slime, that's been our unifying cry: "More light." Sunlight. Torchlight. Candlight. Neon. Incandescent. Lights that banish the darkness from our caves, to illuminate our roads, the insides of our refrigerators. Big floods for the night games at Soldier's field. Little tiny flashlight for those books we read under the covers when we're supposed to be asleep. Light is more than watts and footcandles. Light is metaphor. Thy word is a lamp unto my feet. Rage, rage against the dying of the light. Lead, Kindly Light, amid the encircling gloom Lead Thou me on! The night is dark, and I am far from home- Lead Thou me on! Arise, shine, for thy light has come. Light is knowledge. Light is life. Light is light.

FIELD OF DREAMS

Well, you know I... I never got to bat in the major leagues. I would have liked to have had that chance. Just once. To stare down a big league pitcher. To stare him down, and just as he goes into his windup, wink. Make him think you know something he doesn't. That's what I wish for. Chance to squint at a sky so blue that it hurts your eyes just to look at it. To feel the tingling in your arm as you connect with the ball. To run the bases - stretch a double into a triple, and flop face-first into third, wrap your arms around the bag. That's my wish, Ray Kinsella. That's my wish. And is there enough magic out there in the moonlight to make this dream come true?