Winner

​Another week come and gone. Can you believe it? It seems just like yesterday when I promised to announce the winner of a free, autographed copy of SON RAVAGE. I am pleased to announce that Mr. Scott Ranalli is our winner. Scott, if you are reading this, you won!  Try to contain your excitement. For the rest of you, you’re all winners in my book. Anyway, new contest coming soon. And, to all of you, thanks for playing our little game.

​I am currently in Los Angeles, soaking up the cool and clouds of an uncharacteristically late spring. Oh, yes, and for those who are keeping track. I am writing this from Starbucks. Santa Monica and, I haven’t caught sight of a single, fellow writer. What is happening?  The first thing you must know about writers in Southern California is that, we are everywhere. Apparently, just not in this particular Starbucks. 
 
When I lived in Hermosa Beach, CA in the nineties, I walked out of my back door only to see a page from a screenplay laying in a mud puddle. Of course, I did what any self-respecting producer would do, I picked it up and threw it in the trash. Nothing worse than a littering writer.
 
Did I mention that we have some very nice “Son of Ravage” tee shirts coming your way? Of course, I did! I predict that someday these articles of collector clothing are going to be as popular as Trump Steaks. And, I’m betting, just as edible. They should be arriving just in time for my reading at Outer Planes Comics & Games in Santa Rosa on Sunday, June 9 at 6 pm. What I don’t sell there will be up for grabs. 100 percent certified sweatshop free.  I will keep you posted! Rumor has it, that they might be the prize in our next contest.  Available in medium, large and X large.
 
Have you checked out my J.P. Linde Author Page on Facebook? Good information and you can sign up for my reading at Outer Planes Comics &Games. And, I have it on good authority that 1980 J.P. Linde drops by with a very important announcement. Check it out.

​Well, I better get going. I have a Starbucks cup I need to deliver to the set of Game of Thrones. Boy, are they in for a surprise.