I HAVE FANTASTIC NEWS TO SHARE
MY NEXT NOVEL HAS BEEN RELEASED
IN BOTH PAPERBACK
AND AS AN E-BOOK
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Welcome to my writing blog. My name is Johnny Ray and as the writer of many novels, short stories, poems, blogs, screenplays, speeches, commentaries on breaking news, etc. I hope this blog will help to show the frustrations and joys of the work behind the scenes, and hopefully attract many people that will become friends, and maybe even fans of my work. Like all of life, it will be an adventure none the less. Thanks for joining me on the ride, and being a part of my life.
Thursday, November 21, 2013
Thursday, November 14, 2013
now in paperback--A WAR HERO RETURNS
For those waiting for a print copy to come out, the wait is over,
I hope you like reading this paperback version
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Sunday, November 10, 2013
ATTENTION NOOK LOVERS
I HAVE GREAT NEWS FOR THOSE WHO LOVE THEIR NOOK
THE FOLLOWING NOVELS ARE AVAILABLE NOW ON NOOK
THE SALSA CONNECTION
A WAR HERO RETURNS
Friday, November 08, 2013
A WAR HERO RETURNS
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Saturday, November 02, 2013
New John Rain Novel excerpts
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EXCERPTS
JOHN RAIN--THE HAWAIIAN AFFAIR
Chapter 1
John Rain scanned
the people in the bar area, especially the black-haired beauty in a far corner.
While he had never seen her inside his favorite jazz bar near downtown Honolulu
before, she immediately caught his stare and matched his intensity. Like a live
doll that could match the mysterious smile of the girl in the famous Mona Lisa
painting, she captured his imagination for several seconds, making one of those
once in a life-time connections. Who is she?
As her focus slowly diverted
to the jazz band performing on the other side of the bar, he remembered other
women from his past who possessed such mastery of deception–those in Vietnam. Will my nightmares ever end?
While he
understood why his commanders needed to secure an area, and how many women and
children had been swept into the war, they were still children, often as young
as ten or twelve. These women were often given no choice in joining the fight.
There had been so
many times he and others involved in the Vietnam conflict had no choice but to
defend themselves. Many times he knew their methods were excessive. Damn, if I can only get their screaming out
of my head. As he imagined another attack coming from out of nowhere, he
tightened his muscles, prepared to kill another Vietnamese soldier in
hand-to-hand combat. Snapping the neck of so many during his tour of duty is
what got him noticed as a natural-born killer by the CIA.
Over the years he
had built a reputation, a specialty as such, by establishing himself as the specialist
who could kill and make it look like the target had died from natural causes.
While many thought he acted cold-blooded and without morals of any kind, he did
have a few rules that he now operated by. No children. No women. And he only
dealt with principals. His targets had to be the main person involved, and not
just someone caught in the middle. The last rule had occasionally been bent by someone
lying to him, and this deception was one of the reasons he wanted to retire. So
far, he had kept the first two rules.
As he approached his
favorite table, which was half hidden in a dark corner, the band hit a
crescendo while finishing their number, a welcoming relief from his tortured
thoughts, and which allowed him to return to the present. This corner spot was
perfect for him since he could see the main entrance, have his back covered,
and as a bonus, it offered him a rear exit on the other side of the restrooms
if needed.
He mentally
memorized everyone in the bar, comparing those inside with past experiences.
When one of the three waitresses opened the door to the kitchen he saw the two
normal cooks slaving away on meals. One was a large older guy of Hawaiian
decent, and the other one a small guy who looked to be a full-bred Japanese man.
The bartender, Barry,
smiled at him as he wiped the countertop in front of him. While John had
watched Barry’s skills in making various potent drinks for the Japanese
clientele that came to this bar, it was Barry’s knowledge of great scotch that
kept John returning to this jazz bar that wasn’t far from Waikiki Beach. As a
bonus, the jazz band was always perfect for his nights devoted to simply passing
the time away.
John had tried to
disappear off the intelligence community’s radar many times before, and each
time he learned more on how they had tracked him. This time he hoped he had succeeded,
but he always kept his defenses in place, never knowing for sure.
Even after passing
the ripe old age of sixty, he had found a quiet place to keep his martial arts
ability in top shape. He did his best to keep his skills in check, not wanting
anyone to mention it on any social media site. Still, he enjoyed the occasional
competition coming from younger men here and there.
After surveying the
area one more time, he removed his hat and sunglasses. Since the face
recognition software used by many agencies had steadily advanced, he had no
choice but to hide his image as he wandered the streets of Honolulu. This often
meant that he had to change hats and sunglasses, both of which had to be large
enough to hide his features.
This bar specialized
in catering to the local late-night crowds, usually the ones who worked at
other places that closed earlier. Along with this crowd came those vacationers
that simply couldn’t call it a night. He usually managed to leave before the
big crowds came in. This cozy, almost vacant time was perfect for him.
As expected, Barry
soon walked over to John, but addressed him by his new name in Hawaii–Andy. The
waitresses knew he wanted to deal directly with the bartender. Since this cost
them a good tip, they weren’t particularly happy about the relationship either.
Still, he had never hit on any of them. It was best this way.
“Hello, Barry. Have
you ever received the shipment we have been waiting for?”
“Oh, yes! The owner
hated spending this much for a case of Scotch, but I convinced him I could sell
at least one case of this 21 year old, Port Wood Balvenie.”
“Good for you,
Barry!”
Barry glanced over
his shoulder at the beauty at the bar. “She came in several days ago, and has
been back every day. She always asked for the best scotch I have, and served specifically
over two rocks.”
“Really?”
“I would introduce
you to her, but she’s never given me her name, and she’s always paid in cash.”
Barry watched another couple walk in and sit at the bar. “Duty calls. I assume
you want a double of Balvenie?”
“You know I do,
thanks.”
As Barry walked
away, John had time to study the girl of interest at the bar. Her hair was a
dark shimmering black, but not cut in a contemporary Japanese style, it had too
much flair. While this could be a show of wealth, of celebrity, she also might
be in the entertainment industry.
While she definitely
had Japanese features, she appeared to be like him, a mixed bag of nationalities.
Her European-American eyes were the most noticeable. This was a problem he had had
earlier in his life while trying to blend into Tokyo. Still, he had never
regretted undertaking various plastic surgery procedures.
The most pronounced
Japanese detail he couldn’t ignore was her posture. While this might
necessarily be in her genes, this characteristic definitely was a noticeable
trait of being raised under Japanese customs. Mannerism was always the trait
that was the hardest to hide.
Her straight back
also caused her to accent one trait many Japanese girls don’t have much of–breasts.
Still, it was too early to see if they were naturally firm, or she was wearing
a great support bra. The thoughts of discovering this for himself offered a
brief erotic moment.
Her waist looked
slender, another characteristic of Japanese women. Finally, he glanced to her
feet, which were dainty, and snuggled into short heels. While her history would
be very interesting in exploring, he quickly attempted to guess her age. His
best guess was that she was around early thirties, making her young enough to
be his daughter, if he had ever married like most men. Still, many of his female
companions in the past were much younger than him.
As he continued with
his captivated analysis of her, he briefly smiled as Barry returned with his
drink. “This is what you asked for, so drink up, my friend.”
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Monday, October 28, 2013
new release
ATTENTION
NEW RELEASE
JOHN RAIN--THE HAWAIIAN AFFAIR
Under a special agreement, I have just released a special novel based on the character John Rain that was created by author Barry Isler.
John Rain's dreams of retiring and disappearing from the CIA develops a
new twist when a beautiful woman walks into his life. She is a
certified ethical hacker who works for the CIA, that is until she became
a whistle blower.
The CIA now wants her dead, but this against the rules he lives by, which include no women or children.
She makes him a very interesting offer. Help her disappear and she
will erase all of his file, giving him the freedom to also disappear.
John knows that she also has the ability to expose all of his past.
Question is--can he trust her?
I hope you check it out
Wednesday, October 23, 2013
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