TL Boehm - Writer

When I started this site in March of 2009, I had big dreams, big plans winging on the cusp of a book release, and big hopes of readership and dynamic interaction. Funny how things happen in the midst of your own personal realty. Only weeks after launching my little cyber dream, my real life tanked. My dad passed away, a coworker quit a key position at my place of employment and I found myself in a blur of sixty hour work weeks, devoid of emotion...without hope. And now, the year wanes and I am trying to come back, a bit at a time. I will rise. I will. Thank you for reading me. I hope as you read my simple words you find humor, relevance, and encouragement in your own process of life. Thank you. Please check my "pulse" below for the most recent updates, including a new novel effort on the Condor page...Peace,

TL Boehm 

• Bethany's Crossing, Ephesus Offense and Condor are all completed novels or novels in process.
• God Poems (updated 10/24/09) - collected Christian poetry
• Descants of Light (updated 10/24/09) poetry from my heart 
• Obsidian Ink (updated 10/24/09) angst and acid inked on paper
• Words that Burn (updated 10/18/09) protest poetry
• Vintage Tam are poems and lyrics from the 80's (updated 0706/09)
• Silent Ninety - poems from the 1990's (added 09/10/09)
• After Y2K poetry from the almost dormant 2000's to 2005 - (updated 09/10/09)
• NEW PAGE: forlorn-etry  salt flats for lost love...10/24/09
• I will remember - poems for those who've passed away...10/24/09
• NEW PAGE - Random Madness - silliness and poetic retardation 10/24/09
• Coyote Dreams 06 is my 2006 blog archive - updated 053009

I will be opening the VAULT.....a collection of poetry currently too personal to share...yet....

So, I guess this marks my official return to the land of writing. Top pic is me and the boys, second down is me and the owner of Under Charlie's Covers, and the bottom is me...standing by a sign...lol.

Truth is, I only sold four books, all to friends, but considering that I was the "warm up" act I suppose I did ok. The main thing is...I got an opportunity, right? For a couple of hours I got to sit there with my stack of books and "BE" an author. I even had a Sharpie pen and a big happy poster....

I'm happy to be back. I've missed you....

Peace.

My Dad, Ron Hughes passed away on May 10, 2009. He was 63 years old.....

Despite the crisp predawn air, the coffee tinted water is tepid as I dig my toes into soft sand. I swing quietly into the old metal boat and aim the prow for the center of the pristine lake. Eddies swirl and dance in the wake of the oars. Our summer refuge seems smaller through my adult eyes. Surveying the placid scenery, I pull in the oars and let the boat drift.  The gentle current rocks me back to that time when you and I sat in that boat in the hot summer sun. How we froze when dragonflies strafed the tips of our fishing poles because you said if a shadow crossed the water, the bluegills would never bite. So many mornings and afternoons cruising the pond with our two horse mercury and the only thing that ever bit was the deerflies and hordes of mutant mosquitoes.  I shift in my seat, kicking an aged plastic yellow and red bobber loose from its tangle of dry rotted nylon. Maybe you left it last time you were here. How long has it been? That’s the beauty of our summer hideaway. The timeless birch trees wave lithe white branches as pines stand sentinel over tiny cottages dotting the rim of the lake. Nothing changes here. Except you. Even though sleep parts us now, you promised we’d share another sunrise, Daddy.  Like Jehovah God, I know you will keep your word.

TL Boehm