Moving Right Along!

On the twenty seventh of June, 2022, I stepped into the property manager’s office. For the past two months my wife and I frequently informed her of our intent to move. When I finally handed her the keys, she only smiled, now claiming she demanded a notice in writing of my intent to move, so therefore she was extending my lease another month, and my permission for her to do was not needed! I protested, but my individual rights meant nothing.

The system inside this aged-out mill town didn’t require this property manager to inform me of my intent on moving out. Her being from and antagonizing demographic didn’t help any arguments in the matter I might have against her. When I refused to hand her two thousand dollars in hard cash, she simply plugged it into a computer program claiming that had not fulfilled the lease obligation. Other property managers would simply assume the claim at face value, and totally disregard my claim that the property manager was unjustly attempting to extort two thousand dollars from me.

So we both loaded up. I rode several hours out to my parent’s place for a week, since I had not visited them for the past two years due to Covid 19, my own exposure, and their sickness in general. Both had C19 and were treated for cancer. They came through with flying colors, thankfully. My time at mothers place was great. I lounged around chatting with them and hanging out. Mother’s cooking was the always the best. The only one who was ever better was great grandmother, but she has been gone since 1986. Now mother sits in the chief cook’s seat.

After my week at mother’s place ended, on Friday I headed back over to uptown Queen Metro where I met up with my wife at the eldest daughter’s apartment. From there we said good bye to the girls, and motored out toward Tampa. In Tampa we both stayed four days with the wife’s great aunt and uncle, then headed on out to the airport when our flight time neared.

Everything went pretty smooth. We made the flight. No flights were delayed. The plane took off and landed smoothly. American airlines didn’t feed us, however. All they had for us to drink was water or soda, not anything else as international flights usually do. Forget being fed real food. We had ginger crackers with Pepsi, and that was it. We also had to pay forty five dollars on our credit card, since they wouldn’t even accept cash at all. We passed through all of the security checkpoints without any hitch, and we were both finally on our way.

The plane finally landed at the rather small airport in Guayaquil, Ecuador. When we exited off the plane and picked up our luggage, we were met at the front entrance by my wife’s niece, who is around 35 years old. She is a general manager for a restaurant chain. She appears to be doing fairly well. Her niece is a lively woman. She cheerfully motored us both over to the home of wife’s adapted sister, Zoilita. Here we spent three days walking around the neighborhood where she lived, buying three dollar plates of fish, rice, and tropical vegetables.

My favorite dish is called a bollo. It’s made of cooked plantain mixed with fish, shrimp, onions, and other vegetables, and rolled into a long round bun sort of deal, wrapped in palm leaves. Boyo makes an outstanding breakfast when it’s served up with coffee, I think. One can buy this dish in a large serving at the time of this writing, for two dollars American.

After our three day stay at Zoilita’s place, I really hated to catch a taxi out. We had to make it out to Sanborodon, where my wife’s and our home is. The house is twelve years old and was rented out for the past eleven years. This will be the first time we have actually lived in it. Mainly all we do is walk around in the general area. I bought three thousand dollars in cash with me. I plan on living on two thousand, and taking the final thousand on the coming cruise to Hawaii with me.

Saturday when we made it to the house, Yonalita, the wife’s niece, picked us up again inside her small economy car, taking us to a really good diner with live music and a beach party type of scene. If one doesn’t like to party, then they certainly do not need to spend time in Ecuador, that’s for sure. The food and the music was really good, and topped off with droughts of beer and sangria wine.

Last night, Sunday night, we went to a pool party. A movie company was filming clips for a music video. I got to play an active part of this new experience. There was lots of splashing around in the water with adults behaving like spoiled kids, soap bubbles and suds, beer, and servings of huge hot

The Motivation Continues!

As always, they want to first expunge the demographic who will potentially react to their gradually imposed self-serving political agenda in the most organized, threatening manner. The system of persecution always commences with a face being held before the group, magnitude levels on past events being drastically elevated, and a call for direct action made. Such makes great appeal to the motions of those who will give in to the proposed message. Next in the growing policy of persecution is a blatant denial of opportunity to qualified individuals, which is what those who dare to open their eyes are witnessing in our present day throughout many US states, as I have already discussed. Let there be no doubt where the Anglo Saxon does notice and will resist, on one level or another, if for no other way than to simply flip ‘em all the bird, and fly to a land far far away, high on the next good breeze.

In the end, such grotesque observation wasn’t the true reason all by itself, that I finally exited this area of the United States in which I lived for so long. I had lived in this specific mill town outside of a large town known as The Queen City for one year and 10 months. My leasing contract was for ten months, not month to month. During the Covid era prices leaped up more than double on everything. The news media blamed it on the forces of supply and demand, but the US government committed the same sins as the old Wiemar Republic and other civilizations going back to the days of glorious Rome, by saturating the economy with loads of worthless banknotes in hopes of subsidizing the economic system, and giving it a much needed new boost. Truth is, the US economy has operated on borrowed subsidization since 1983. This massive unsustainable hike in cost of living was only the onset of a great finalization long coming.

When I moved into my new apartment my rent was twelve hundred dollars a month. In all honesty the place , Continuum Apartments 115 over on Choo Choo drive, wasn’t really worth any more than 500.00 a month at best, even for a two bedroom place such as the one my wife and I were living in. For three months the place had no maintenance, no after hours emergency assistance, the grill area didn’t have gas in supply and was filthy, and the pool’s water was often green. After my first year there the property manager named “Nit-wit- with a knee in the posterior,” as I sarcastically referred to her, hailing from an antagonistic demographic, crassly jacked the monthly fees up four hundred dollars. When the note returned from my ten month lease, my monthly lease fee was a whopping two thousand dollars, in a painted over five hundred dollar a month mill-town.

That night I got on a cost of living comparison website. I was astonished when I discovered larger metropolis areas such as Nashville, Tennessee, for example, had a substantially lower COL than this shuttered up mill town with an overused face and a thick make over paint job. The place reminded me of a worn out prostitute caking on the make up and wrapping it in second hand thousand dollar dress, in hopes of fetching a much higher price for her used up offerings. I couldn’t take any more of the nonsense the place and the people running it were so full of. Why not be near the beach, for crying out loud! At worst, for the same price I could live in Tampa, Florida, in one example among many. Jobs are very plentiful there. Why not pull up and move to Tampa?

Cleaning the apartment out was a huge hassle, since my wife didn’t acclimate her style of life to the lifestyle, we had been living for six years or more. It broke my heart to throw away so many items that had gained sentimental value over the passing of time. Finally, after so much work, the apartment was cleared, and our belongings packed. It was very difficult selecting what must go and what we should hang onto. Practicality finally reigned supreme in our decision. I put in my notice at work on my property maintenance job. I only had time for a five-day notice, rather than a full two-week deal.

Another adventure in an accomplished author’s life

June 26th, 2022, seemed to arrive fast. Before that date my life in this run down, stuck in the mud, shuttered up mill town had run into a daily burying rut. I was in need of a new thrill, for sure. We had been living there for one year and eight months, not even two years as we usually remain in one place. The town lies outside of a growing metropolis area known as The Queen City, wife of King George III, who was king during the American Revolution. Don’t dare make the mistake of thinking this place to be a true city, because it’s not more than a large town at best. The locals there are ignorant enough not to know better, however.

It seems like everybody from all over America and the world at large wants to be in The Queen City and the surrounding smaller suburban areas. Even before the Covid era, people were flocking in from states such as California off Interstate 40, and the Northeastern states. So many people are arriving in from these places it arouses colorful imaginings of the grotesque scourge to civilization these areas must have deteriorated into over the years. I’ve traveled into these places before on numerous occasions, but never cared to live there with so many other choices available. Nobody ever moves in from Vermont. People in Vermont appear to be content with their environment. I kind of like it myself, since it reminds me somewhat of home, back in the days when I was growing up.

I personally never was in love with the Queen City area, since the infrastructure hasn’t expanded outward nowhere near to a necessary extent in accommodation for these incoming masses of people, and these masses have been pouring in for over thirty years now. Cost of living is atrociously out of step with the wage base in general. My wife and I were eating like the Chinese do simply to afford having food on the table.

Getting work is a big deal there, especially if one desires anything on a professional level. In every professional employment arena, I see virtually no Anglo-Saxon males hired in, especially in State or Federal Government jobs. All I see are other demographics being hired into almost any management position or government position at large, even when qualified people from other genders and demographics are applying. Matter of fact, Anglo-Saxons are being unjustifiably terminated from their employment positions. What this fact of being informs the writer of is to the lacking in general of opportunity at large in many states, and rather than making an effort at creating more, those who manage the system are simply coddling to the loudest complainers, at the expense of those whom it is politically correct to discriminate against.

I had a thirty-year-old cousin terminated from her ten-year employment at an eastern municipal power station simply because the new management hailed from a different demographic, desired to hire in their own kind, and the prevailing system in place allowed them to get away with it. I know of one schoolteacher and a principal whose contracts were non-renewed, simply because the superintendent and the assistant superintendent wanted these positions for members of their own demographic, and the people in power simply glanced the other way when it happened. Big business and government save loads of money and themselves trouble, by holding cost of living prices high and neglecting to recruit in business who will be almost guaranteed to compete with those in alliance to their own officials. So therefore, it’s not that any of these officials give a happy damn about correcting any type of past wrong, it’s that they can still fill their own pockets in the process. As long as a majority are placated or intimidated into a smug silence, everybody else can starve to death, far as they are concerned.

For an enduring time now, I knew such a deterioration was all forth coming. The process in a number of American states has been one of hiring based on a quota-system, ever since 1983 when laws were removed allowing for down-sizing and outsourcing of the American production base. Now, in many states the schools have commenced teaching an agenda in line with the prevailing political agenda, that is sharply reminiscent of the one taught in Germany after World War One. In Germany’s emerging era of Fascism and National Socialism back in its time, the face of the Jew was postulated as being guilty of promoting all national wrongs throughout history. In America’s present-day era of growing Fascism and National Socialism, the human face being postulated as guilty for promoting the past sins of the nation is that of the Anglo-Saxon, and the Anglo-Saxon male, specifically.

Those who are conscious of their history are clearly aware that outright persecution shall follow when its politically correct to allow it, and advantageous to the corporations in company with their government allies. All the corporate CEOs and their government allies desire is whatever benefits their own bottom line most of all, to the greatest extreme possible. When boundaries are removed regulating against it, corporation and government always reverts back into a state of slavery, on one plateau or another, no what matter what the institution is being destroyed in the process.

My First Big Novel Deal Is Finally Out!

While I have published novels with low swimming publishing companies in the past, this contract was my first deal with a traditional midlevel publishing company. The contract was signed way back in February. Its taken nine months to complete the how to structural debates inside the publishing house, the editorials, for the cover to be designed, so forth and so on. For the most part, an effort to write a book, submit it, and have it published, is a time consuming effort. I have only had one book (work of any kind) where my syllabus was accepted and my full manuscript requested the day after. Four days later I was sent a publishing contract – almost unheard of in this business! This was a work of nonfiction published by traditional publisher, Algora Publishing, out of New York City. My manuscript was consequently divided, winding up being two separate works on US History, with one leading into another.

I may have already covered this, but my present novel was written more than ten years ago. I have been making submissions and searching for a traditional publisher for all this time. I have rewritten the manuscript totally, at least five times, renamed it, etc. My present work is most definitely NOT the same one it started out as, since the editor carved it up and rewrote the thing once more again! Anyway, for your convenience, here is the first best link; https://penitpublications.com/product/southbound-to-angel-island-by-h-l-dowless-paperback/, and the second; https://www.amazon.com/Southbound-Angel-Island-H-L-Dowless/dp/1639840621/ref=sr_1_1?keywords=Southbound+To+Angel+Island&qid=1636815743&sr=8-1

Dropping a line…

Much has happened since I last spoke. Hope everybody is doing well. My writing has been going along very well. Traditional publishers have recently contracted two fictional novels, and one 50K word work of non-fiction. These three works are called,” Southbound To Angel Island,” “They Called Him Ringo Arenas,” and “Camping For The Long Term With Nothing But The Clothes On One’s Back And His Bare Hands.” I don’t have the links, but soon will. The same traditional publishing company has contracted them, so keep your eyes out. I have had numerous poems published, such as one in the English Journal, AWEN.

My job still holds, yet everything is sort of stuck in the mud around here at the present time. My wife has flown on a trip to the Middle East. She will return next weekend. I couldn’t travel with her because of this job I have. We will be relocating in June, I presume. I don’t know where we are headed, maybe South Carolina, maybe Texas, maybe Spain, I don’t know, but we are gone from here, for sure!

The national situation seems rather austere in general, at best, eh? The experts, such as Ron Paul, the author of “Rich Man Poor Man,” and others warn of emenent staggering hyper inflation and economic collapse. This reality has been with us since the era of de-industrialization, from 1983 onward. The question is what kind of reality do banking and corporate elitist have for the American proletariet? What did they say they fully intended to build on American soil back in 1935? Read “Stairway To Tyranny” to find out.

A Note In Time

Here I am at 1029 7/24/2021. Its been a while since my last post. I have two poems published in Atlantean Publishing, a print and online zine, if I understand right. I have also had other successes. SF Nonfiction has published a number of my works, see “Survival Backpacking https://www.amazon.com/Survival-Backpacking-Every-Situation-Occasion/dp/1925979504,” “The Ten Best Survival Jobs https://www.amazon.ca/10-Best-Survival-Jobs-find/dp/1925979482,” and “Become Traditionally Published https://www.amazon.com/Become-Traditionally-Published-literary-climate/dp/1925979490.”

The well founded book distributor/publisher, Delta Press, has expressed interest in these works. Should they choose to list my works, the success potential in this will be unlimited! My work is unlike any most others along these lines, because I actually live what I speak of on one plain of perspective or another. I firmly believe in giving specific, accurate how-to information as I found it to be, leading me into my point of success. Since all of my work is linked, it could carry me through from a total perspective of consideration. In my writing life, I have been successful, which is really what I am all about anyway. Everything else is secondary to me.

I haven’t done much traveling in more than a year now, since I work a job demanding all of my time. I do maintenance work, and prospects for employment are universal, and grow by the day, literally. I will soon obtain my HVAC certification. I need my EPA certificate next. Not only will I get a raise, I will be in high demand. I thought about moving back into teaching, since C19 knocked me out of my last job, but teaching jobs can be tough to land. I have two teaching interviews today, if they go through.

I may remain in my present field, however, since I can literally move around anywhere in North America, doing what I do now. My plan is to relocate into a major literary town or small city. Some nice choices exist out there, to my own astonishment. My company has work in Florida, Texas, Georgia, Hawaii, and more, not to mention working with Time Share Companies and various resorts. I might be able to wrangle a fabulous interesting job on an exotic timeshare somewhere, for all that I know presently. I need to make the most from the next decade, in every way, I feel. If I improve in every way each decade out, when my time arrives I might go out in a blaze of glory yet, eh? When I do reach my grand point of success, should you stay tuned, I will tell you exactly how I did it, for sure!

My Upcoming Novel

Recently I placed a manuscript into submission, and I was offered a contract. The novel is titled “Southbound To Angel Island.” This novel is a unique work of escapist literature. It deals with a very realistic description of social deterioration covering America’s landscape. The protagonist is falsely accused of a crime, where he flees to a mysterious elusive island he was informed of as a child by sailor elders in his family. Here on this island, his every dream of wealth and individual liberty is fulfilled. This island is what America once was, and established to be, an oasis of individual choice.

I truly enjoyed writing this novel, although I did so some ten years ago. I have edited it and rewrote it more than five times over the years, submitting it more than one hundred times, until I finally landed a traditional publishing contract in 2021. I certainly hope readers enjoy this work when it comes out, much as I have writing it.

My First Big Novel Publishing Deal

Life is an ocean of waves, but we sail on. In the end good times far outweigh the bad. While I failed to secure a new instructional job, I made it into a bottom level in property management. I am thirty percent a maintenance man, and seventy percent a grounds keeper. When I keep the work up, my job duties rank among some of the easiest I ever performed. I also have an astonishing level of mobility, fitting my personality very well, since I hate remaining in the same place for more than two years.

My writing life is steady, as always, and always will be. I have a recent poem published in a journal inside the past week. My great success was landing a novel publishing contract with Pen-it Publishing. This particular novel was one I actually wrote ten years ago during a dark period of my life. I have rewrote this novel at least five times, changing the title often. The present title is “Southbound To Angel Island.” There is far more truth in this work than fiction, I hate to repeat. The protagonist may be citizens of the US one day far too soon in the future.

The protagonist was born into a land of individualist excellence. He lived in a culture of complete liberty. He was told America was the land of excellence, no matter where one chose to live. When this protagonist exited from his home area, he discovered how corrupted America had truly become. All of his life from his sailor family he heard of an island of individualist glory somewhere deep in the southern seas. Once the political inquisition condemned him to prison on a totally invalid claim, he made his astonishing exit out for ever. While there on this island, he lived to achieve the glory he was destined to have.

My Latest Publishing Triumphs; and my literary lifestyle to date

Life for many writers is a state of constant transformation, with an unending roll of waves rising high and falling low. In this regard mine is certainly no exception. While the C19 lockdown put me out of work, and seems to have dissolved any opportunities in American education, since I can’t jet away presently I began a new life in property managing. I am working my way up from the grounds-keeper, maintenance level, opening a new chapter in my recent publication titled “The Ten Best Survival Jobs.” https://www.sfnonfictionbooks.com/best-survival-jobs/

The job is not that bad. Once one hires on with the property owning corporation, he has benefits. Pay is O.K. . I have experience in maintenance, so landing the job for me was relatively simple. It looks and sounds far worse than it is, although one’s experience would vary from location to location. I work underneath good management where I am. My job consists of moving trash tubs, changing trash bags in fifty gallon cans, and picking trash with grabbers. Its seventy percent trash eradication and thirty percent maintenance.

Should one wish to initiate an author’s lifestyle, then finding specific how-to information that consistently works, and works well, will be a nagging problem. The exact step by step information may be found here, however https://www.sfnonfictionbooks.com/become-traditionally-published/ and now one’s author problems are solved. One day the author of this work will become a best selling writer. When he does, be rested assured where loyal readers will have access to the exact details, allowing them to achieve an identical level of success.

If one wishes to do a bit of unusual fictional reading for some decent entertainment, then one has a few new choices on the hook. For those who relish unique epic poetry, read this; https://wipfandstock.com/9781725253872/march-of-the-divine-magnificent/ For some wild short stories click on this link.https://www.amazon.com/gp/product/B084QK93KC/ref=ewc_pr_img_2?smid=ATVPDKIKX0DER&psc=1 Be certain to scroll down until you arrive at the work of H.L. Dowless. If one loves unique Christmas stories based on an element of truth, then read this; https://www.amazon.com/Reptile-Lust-magazine-December-issue/dp/B08N1F7L67 The writer’s life never stops.

Otherwise we both are Tom Catting around all over the damn place!

Dropping By

Things have be happening since my latest post. I relocated again. I am now living outside of Charlotte, NC. I have had numerous publishing success stories inside the past three months. One of my best is with a company called S.F. Nonfiction books. I turned 600.00 last month with a single book alone called “The 10 Best Survival Jobs.” Never be Unemployed Again! (sfnonfictionbooks.com) I also have another book out by the same company called, “Become Traditionally Published.” https://www.sfnonfictionbooks.com/become-traditionally-published/ While I can’t come out and say I guarantee success utilizing my techniques, I can all but say that any person who writes with any substance, and follows my advice to the letter, can most definitely become traditionally published. Those who already are traditionally published can potentially see their success levels sky rocket. While I haven’t yet reached best seller status, doing so and making record on a listing somewhere isn’t nearly tough as it once was. When that day arrives, loyal readers may be rested assured I will kindly grant them all of the nitty gritty details. While other successful writers withhold how to details, when my day arrives where I reach bon fire bragging rights status, I will tell all of the get down glorious detail specifics so that you can be success as a writer too.

I have also had other success stories in fiction. Some of my poetry has been published in numerous literary journals.https://www.amazon.com/Adelaide-Independent-Literary-Magazine-October/dp/1953510914/ref=sr_1_6?dchild=1&keywords=Adelaide+Literary+Magazine&qid=1606305599&s=books&sr=1-6 A short novella of mine was also recently published. https://www.amazon.com/dp/1952805236?fbclid=IwAR0I-UxvoAisX70zsWNWsPe32rPBSQGYbJDD2tmMMDLfeIqCVY5EuEoeIN8 .

I have begun working my way up in property management. Teaching jobs are simply not available anymore in America. Covid -19 hasn’t helped the situation any. I must follow some of my own advice, which is what sets my work apart from all others; I am living what I write about, as I write and speak. What other writer can make such a statement, and be telling the honest truth? What I like about property management is that I can potentially relocate anywhere in America, and have a good paying job with benefits, etc. All I need is twelve more years and I can draw social security, eh? I will shift gears and do something else then. In the mean time, I am going to hang in the field where I am. Its really not bad as it sounds. I like what I am doing. The work is easy, and I am one who knows what hard work is. Anyway, with this C-19 garbage still raging, 400K dead in the US, so they claim. (I drink whiskey so I think I am pretty much immune,) I am in the survival mode.

I am also working on a new novel. I have been submitting my query to agents. Its the fifth one I have written. My new novel is called “Ludlow’s Daughter.” Ludlow’s daughter is something else, and you certainly don’t want one like her, let me tell you! Lots of violence, sex, mystery, and intrigue in this sweet little Gothic horror book. It will be a must have when it comes out. I will definitely keep you posted, so stay tuned.

I don’t know what to make of this new president yet. My gut feeling isn’t very positive. I know the real truth about where America is headed, and has been for a long while now. Read “Reflections On The Loss Of The Freeborn American Nation,” https://www.amazon.com/Reflections-Loss-Freeborn-American-Nation/dp/162894207X and “Stairway To Tyranny” https://www.amazon.com/Stairway-Tyranny-Corporate-Globalism-Liberty/dp/1628942584 for much more detailed information you absolutely must have. The US government doesn’t want citizens to know the real truth. Historical facts have been twisted in the mainstream document served up inside the American public school system. Read these two works for an examination of untarnished facts. The most enslaved person is a bond-servant who somehow believes he is free.