It's 9AM
Short term solutions to long term problems.
It requires out of the box thinking and doing.
And when it doesn’t work right away, the problem seems larger than life.
Bills pile up, communication stops and resentment builds.
All over nothing, really.
Fifty years from now, you’ll be lucky if your family remembers you.
A hundred years from now, you’re just a picture in a faded photograph.
That’s reality.
That’s life.
So when folks don’t do what you want or expect them to do, then just take a breath and regroup.
Because need is something different.
I want this daily newsletter to work.
But I may not be able to because of needs.
Time is a factor in all Things.
I was reflecting on the unfinished works I’ve got sitting in a file folder and the completed works you can get at CHRIS LOWRY BOOKS and the words I put in It’s 9AM might be better spent finishing First Rodeo or Death King or Mythunderstood.
Which is always the rub.
What to give away, what to ask to be paid for, and what can be accomplished in the next six months.
Lucky for me, rainy days are good for pondering.
Better still for finishing up something that 100 of you will buy in completed book form. 100 out of 5000.
Seems simple.
A simple man likes simple solutions.
Like paying the piper or coins for the Witcher.
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Phalanx - a military sci fi action adventure
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PLUS
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AND
Here’s Midnight Whispers for you:
As the haunting melody echoed through the dimly lit concert hall, a sense of unease settled over the audience. The pianist's fingers danced across the keys, each note filled with a melancholic beauty that seemed to touch the depths of their souls. But there was something more to this performance, something that went beyond mere music.
In the front row, Detective James Anderson couldn't help but feel a strange connection to the piece. It was as if the melody spoke directly to him, whispering secrets only he could understand. He had always been drawn to mysteries, but this was different. This was personal.
As the final note faded into the air, Detective Anderson made his way backstage, determined to uncover the truth behind this mysterious connection. He found himself face to face with the pianist, a woman named Emily Sinclair. There was a flicker of recognition in her eyes, as if she too felt the inexplicable bond between them.
Emily hesitated for a moment before speaking, her voice barely above a whisper. "I don't know how to explain it, Detective, but I feel like we've met before. Like we're connected somehow."
Detective Anderson nodded, his curiosity piqued. "I've been investigating a series of strange occurrences lately, all centered around music. There's something about these events that feels... familiar. I can't shake the feeling that they're connected to my past."
Emily's eyes widened, a mix of fear and intrigue dancing in their depths. "I've been experiencing the same thing. Dreams, memories, fragments of a forgotten time. It's as if the music is unlocking something deep within us."
Together, they embarked on a journey to unravel the mysteries that bound them together. As they delved deeper into the enigma, they discovered a web of secrets, hidden for centuries. From the dark underbelly of the music world to the forgotten corners of history, they followed the trail of clues, each step bringing them closer to the truth.
But as they uncovered the secrets of their past, they also found themselves entangled in a dangerous game. A shadowy figure, known only as The Maestro, lurked in the shadows, orchestrating a deadly symphony of murder and deceit. And now, Detective Anderson and Emily were in his sights.
As they raced against time to solve the mystery and stop The Maestro's deadly plan, they couldn't ignore the growing bond between them. It was more than just a connection forged by circumstance; it was a deep and undeniable love. But would their love be enough to overcome the darkness that threatened to consume them?
In the depths of the night, as midnight whispers carried their secrets, Detective Anderson and Emily Sinclair would face their greatest challenge yet. The past and present collided, and the lines between reality and illusion blurred. Only by unraveling the truth could they hope to find redemption and bring an end to the symphony of death.
Little did they know, their journey was just beginning. The mysterious connection that brought them together was only the first note in a symphony of danger and desire. And as they would soon discover, the melody of their lives was far from over.
Detective James Anderson sat at his desk, staring at the stack of case files piled high in front of him. The room was dimly lit, the only source of light coming from the flickering lamp on his desk. It had been a long day, and he was exhausted. But something inside him told him that this case was different, that it required his full attention.
As he reached for his coffee mug, the shrill sound of his phone ringing shattered the silence. He picked it up, his tired eyes scanning the caller ID. It was his partner, Detective Sarah Collins. She rarely called him at this hour unless it was urgent.
"James, we've got a lead," Sarah said, her voice filled with excitement. "There's been another murder, and it's eerily similar to the previous ones."
James felt a chill run down his spine. The musical murders had been haunting the city for weeks now, leaving the police baffled and the public terrified. Each victim had been found with a note pinned to their chest, a cryptic message written in musical notation.
"Where was the latest murder?" James asked, his voice steady despite the unease he felt.
"At the old opera house," Sarah replied. "The victim was a renowned pianist, and the note found on his body was different from the others. It mentioned a hidden connection, something about a lost composition."
James's mind raced as he tried to make sense of the puzzle. The haunting melody that had plagued his dreams for weeks seemed to grow louder in his head. He knew he had to find the connection, unravel the clues, before another innocent life was lost.
"Meet me at the crime scene," James said, his voice filled with determination. "We need to find that hidden connection, Sarah. It's our only chance to catch this killer."
As he hung up the phone, James felt a surge of adrenaline coursing through his veins. The detective in him was awakened, ready to dive into the depths of this twisted mystery. He knew that the path ahead would be treacherous, but he was prepared to do whatever it took to bring justice to the victims and put an end to the musical murders.
With a sense of purpose, James grabbed his coat and headed out the door. The night was dark and filled with whispers, but he was determined to follow them, to uncover the truth hidden within the haunting melody that echoed through the city. The detective's call had been answered, and the chase had begun.
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