Tomorrow Will Take Care of Itself

Cecilia Farron arts editor of Seattle’s Weekly Saboteur interviews Mr. Max who made his acting debut in Tomorrow Will Take Care of Itself. They had agreed to meet at a cafe in Pioneer Square not far from her office. The bar was ancient and comfortable with an ornate tin ceiling and high-backed banquettes allowing for a lot of privacy. Both being control freaks and as punctual as stopwatches they almost collided in the doorway. Introductions made, drinks ordered (dirty martini, her; Irish coffee, him) they got right down to business.

Cecilia: In real life you are the super of an apartment house in San Francisco, where the story, for the most part, takes place.

Max: Number 14 Don Quixote Circle, yes. Only we aren’t called supers like they are in New York, Cecilia. We’re called managers. The people who run the city are called supervisors, although I’m not sure why.

Cecilia: You knew all of the people in the book, up close and personal. That so?

Max: Not exactly. There were a number of people who came and went in the night.

Cecilia: As in who?

Max: The twins that used to show up in a stretch limo on Friday night dressed to kill, and then left on Sunday afternoon in a chauffeured sedan wearing jeans and white shirts. One Asian woman they called the Underwear Girl and several others. You know what I mean (winks).

Cecilia: Call girls.

Max: I think they’re known as escorts now.

Cecilia: I read the book and remember the Underwear Girl. The others have slipped my mind.

Max: I think they’re only mentioned once.

Cecilia: As I recall you did most of your sleuthing in the building’s garbage cans.

Max: One of my jobs is to keep the common areas of the place tidy and that involves the garbage area. You would just be amazed at what people discard. In the case of the vandal who was making my job a horror, the garbage cans were very useful in supplying clues.

Cecilia: This is all just wallpaper, isn’t it? The real story involves money and credit cards and keeping up with Redge Thompson.

Max: Instead of the Joneses, yes. Arty Corker was in way over his head listening to Redge Thompson. But in that part of town it isn’t unusual to spend more than you earn. Everybody does it. Appearances are all that count. And Redge being a Montgomery Street banker was in a position to be sure that Arty had lots of credit and credit cards.

Cecilia: But then the ghost of Extravagance Past makes an appearance.

Max: You mean…?

Cecilia: The fellow who left the hundred empty vodka bottles on the kitchen table and slogged off to the bus stop with two bulging suitcases.

Max: I don’t know what goes on in other peoples’ heads, but he certainly might have had something to do with everything that happened. His story was infamous in the neighborhood. Certainly Redge knew about him, living in that particular apartment. If nothing else, Mrs. Hinkle would have been sure to clue him in. She probably had her ear to the door a lot of the time. And she’d complain about him. That woman had complaints. I took the view, let her complain. If it wasn’t him it would be something else.

Cecilia: There’s a rumor that there will be a sequel to this book.

Max: I haven’t a clue. Besides, I’m going to be retiring and somebody else can worry about those fools. I’ve had plenty.



When Arty Corker landed a good job in San Francisco his old college roomy took him under his wing, teaching him the finer points of getting ahead and getting laid in the big city. Arty learned that dating women was expensive and took planning, as did his new apartment, his new decorator and his new car. It seemed as if every penny spent landed on his new credit card, the one with a five-figure limit. No problem because his buddy’s motto was: Tomorrow Will Take Care of Itself.

Arty figured that everybody in town had an angle including the high-end call girl his buddy hired as a welcome, the landlord at the right address in the right part of town, the girls who worked out at the gym and even Mrs. Hinkle from upstairs. For some people things work out. For others things don’t.

Tomorrow can be a real bummer.

Tomorrow Will Take Care of Itself is available on Kindle at .99 for a limited time.
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Also on Kindle:
*4 Spooky Short Stories
*A Thorn of the Crown
*Paper Cuts
*Timothy Holbrook and the Zombie Curse

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Timothy Holbrook and the Zombie Interview

Russell Burns from the Island Standard newspaper interviews Timothy Holbrook about the “Zombie Curse.”

Russ: How old are you, Tim?

Tim: I’m going to be seventeen.

Russ: Did you have any idea that there might be zombies on the farm your dad inherited from Mr. Wailingreen?

Tim: We knew that there might be a ghost. A girl who died in a mysterious fire many years ago, because my dad told us about that before we left California. Her name was Sadie and there were different stories about how the fire started.

Russ: But what about the zombies?

Tim: I don’t think there were zombies until after we moved there. Faith Hollow Township had a history of paranormal events.

Russ: Such as?

Tim: Voodoo for example. The Faith family had several voodoo mambas and there were also huongan asogwe, high priests. Wizards. I learned that some wizards can do magic with both hands, that is good and bad magic.

Russ: It’s a choice they can make?

Tim: I think so. Yes.

Russ: Did you ever see the actual ghost of Sadie?

Tim: She liked to creep up on me when I did something stupid. Like take a pratfall in the mud. You kind of look like you don’t believe it Mr. Burns. We spoke to each other frequently.

Russ: You’re certain? It is kind of a stretch.

Tim: Sadie liked poetry. I learned part of a poem to recite to her. A wizard told me that ghosts are kind of like lost dogs wandering around. I wanted to help her and in order to do that I had to get her to trust me.

Russ: Speaking of dogs. My editor arranged this interview and one of his notes suggests that you trained your dog to find voodoo dolls.

Tim: I didn’t train her she just came by it naturally I guess.

Russ: Do you have a girlfriend?

Tim: Yeah, well. I’m sort of going steady.

Russ: Can you tell us who she is?

Tim: Not really. See? I sort of haven’t asked her.

Russ: Any closing remarks?

Tim: I guess you can tell everybody that in spite of my good luck I’m still going to be in the stove wood business when school is out. Folks can phone my house to set up and order.

Russ: (laughs).

Authorial Intrusion Here: The working title of the new adventure is “Timothy Holbrook and the Reflected Worlds.”

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I’m wondering if anyone else is bothered by the fact that the New Yorker Magazine has become so political. It seems as if some issues are wall to wall reporting of wars, revolutions and elections. IMHO since David Remnick became editor it’s turned into a news magazine. Granted, when Tina Brown was editor it was celebrity driven to the point of ad nauseam. Where’s the balance?

I’m seriously considering not renewing my subscription after too many years to count.

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THIS BLOG is about writing, Kindling and how I almost lost my mind on the Internet. It is also a place where I will try to answer questions about my stories and the characters and post reader comments.

The first novel I put up was PAPER CUTS. I didn’t know what I was getting myself into readying it to publish, but was lucky to come upon CJs Easy As Pie Kindle Tutorials (see comments below). You can view Aaron’s page here:

An Aaron Hanover Mystery

My first mistake was listening to Belle Waterson’s siren song, but there she was looking gorgeous and offering me a job working on a hush-hush investigation. I should have listened instead to that small inner voice that asked why she would want me to investigate a society blackmail case when she had a stable of gumshoes with expensive haircuts and blue blazers at her beck and call.

My second mistake was continuing on the case when the bodies started dropping around me. The first clue that something was really wrong should have been the dead attorney. The next was the billionaire exec who expired of an unnamed illness. The third was the mob connected millionaire running for state senator blown to kingdom come.

Making matters worse for me was my overbearing daughter, her housekeeper, my landlady and my creditors.

When my best lead was an expensive sheet of writing paper it might have been time to call it a day. But no! Middle-aged men of my generation have this thing called The Code of Honor, but practiced without good sense, and it almost sent me to the undertaker.

CJs Easy As Pie Kindle Tutorials (Five Stars)

I had sent a query letter to an agent who quickly asked for chapters of my manuscript Paper Cuts. In two or three days a message came back with compliments about the “voice” and plot and character. Then the splash of cold water; the gist of which was that in this shrinking market it would be hard to place this mystery.

In my town bookstores are closing. My friends who are writers have become increasingly pessimistic. Then that comment from an agent triggered the light bulb that flashed in my mind: embrace the future. Try e-books! It all made sense.

I clicked my heels and headed for my computer with my finger poised to push the send button. After all, doesn’t one simply upload the manuscript and sit back?

Not quite.

I read a lot of material on the Internet, much of which was not only confusing, it might be contradicted by the next blogger or specialist. Lots of talk about learning HTML and converting from this to that. Frustrated and confused I shoved everything aside for a few days, and smoldered.

When I finally went back for another look I discovered CJs Easy As Pie Kindle Tutorials and her two birds on a tightrope. CJ writes that one bird is telling the other “Don’t look down!” You have no idea, reader, how many times I told myself that over the next week! But I did learn how to do a Kindle book. I read all of the material on CJ’s blog, then read it again, then organized a step by step approach for myself.

The hardest part was cleaning up the manuscript—and I now know why a computer is not a typewriter. From now on I will save a lot of time by using Word the way CJ writes it was meant to be used.

CJ was always generous, answering questions patiently in spite of me being an obvious dunce. The questions and answers on her blog were a great help as well. As CJ writes “Just Take One Step at a Time.”

I studied her tutorial, took her advice and I now have five books up—and they look pretty darn nice. I have CJ’s site bookmarked and use it frequently.

Thanks again, CJ!

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