Some Bread and the Inn Past the Dehra Doon

Amazon KDP Free eBook Promotion for my Novel

Amazon KDP Free eBook Promotion for my Novel

Hi all,

As a promotion for my novel, “Some Bread and the Inn Past the Dehra Doon,” for 5 days starting tomorrow, Saturday, 02/17/2024 at 12 midnight (Pacific Standard Time) to Wednesday, 02/21/2024 at 11:59 pm (Pacific Standard Time), Amazon is offering the digital eBook version of my fiction novel free of charge.

I feel you’ll enjoy reading it as much as I enjoyed writing it,

John Patrick Seekamp

A Modern Classic Fiction Novel!

My First Book Signing a Success!

My First Book Signing a Success!

Hi all, my first book signing was a success!

It took place from 12N to 3pm on Sunday, January 21st, 2024 at J’s PLACE, 39 W Main St., Middletown, NY 10940. The owner, Jay Mesnica, has created a most wonderful restaurant offering delicious food and drink. The book signing, for my fiction novel, “SOME BREAD AND THE INN PAST THE DEHRA DOON”, filled the place, leaving both Jay and I thrilled! I signed 25 books in all and a good time was had by all!

I want to thank all who were there as well as those who were there in spirit!

Until the next signing,

John Patrick Seekamp

UPDATE: My Debut Novel Has Been Published

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British India, Foothills of the Himalayas, Historical Fiction, India, Northern India, Poignant Story of Love

Hi all,

Good news! My debut novel, “Some Bread and the Inn Past the Dehra Doon“, has been published! It’s available on Amazon as an eBook, paperback or hardcover. I’ve been so busy arranging for its publication that I haven’t added to this site lately. Thanks for your patience!

Here’s a link to the “Look Inside” for a preview of my novel:

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Hope you enjoy reading it as much as I’ve enjoyed writing it,

John Patrick Seekamp

MY DEBUT NOVEL

Hi all,

I’ve written an historical fiction novel and it debuts later this summer. It’s set in northern British India in 1901, in the foothills of the Himalayas. It’s still in the hands of my editing service so I want to wait until it’s published to reveal the title and premise, as not to step on their toes.

The editorial letter I received regarding my manuscript, which I wrapped up this spring after eighteen years of writing, revising and honing, was as good as any author could’ve hoped for. I’ll keep everyone posted!

One happy author,

John Patrick Seekamp

AS THE WHISTLING TRAIN CAME IN

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Loss of Land, Native American, Paiute, Westward Expansion

The train that left the station
headed into the setting sun,

On tracks that gleamed and glistened
sagging gently ‘neath wheels run,

Past mountains ‘bove the prairie
‘low stars just flickered and bright,

As Paiutes chanted and danced and mourned
by the sounds of a train in the night,

Soon a wolf in the distance howled
and coyotes joined their kin,

And all Paiutes in chorus lent a deep wail
as the whistling train moved in,

And Paiutes mourned beneath the moon
as the whistling train came in.

by John Patrick Seekamp c 2021

OF COLORS ALONG THE WAY

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Blue Sky, Colors, Day's End, Gray Clouds, Poems, Spring, Sunset, Walk Gently

‘Neath the blue of the sky and the gray of the clouds,

In the yellow of the bright setting sun,

Walked gently in the green of the lush Spring grass,

Walked and read the telltale of day’s done.

 

                                     by John Patrick Seekamp c 2020

MOUSE, FOX and SNAKE

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Fox, Goshawk, Haiku, Mouse, Nature, Snake, Suirrel

Mouse hides from goshawk,

Fox makes squirrel climb high in tree,

Snake basks on warm rock.

OLD FARMER CHARLEY’S FATE

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Bad Luck, Creative Writing, Gone to the Here After, Nature, Old Farmer, One's Fate, Regrete, Remorse, Song lyrics, Sympathetic Story

Charley was the brother of my cousin’s only aunt,

He farmed across the river

On the land that he did plant,

One Spring he set to pray for rain

When March winds came and swirled,

But raindrops never fell,

Plowed fields went to hell,

Empty was the well…..then Charley left this world.

 

Charley was the father of my cousin’s cousin Ben,

And even though they were close

They’d argue here and then,

Now Ben wishes he could take back

Words that he said wrong,

But I guess it’s just too late,

The writing’s on the slate,

Just chalk it up to fate…..’cause poor ole Charley’s gone.

 

Charley was the uncle of my cousin Willie Ray,

Willie Ray had promised to visit

On that fateful day,

It was a two hour drive from Memphis,

Memphis, Tennessee,

But he changed his mind and slept,

The minute hands soon they crept,

He woke from his dreams and wept…..and now Charley’s soul is free.

 

Charley was the widower of my cousin’s aunt Louise,

She was his high school sweetheart

He called her his main squeeze,

They’d go for Sunday rides

In his beat up pickup truck,

But then he was alone,

Life rung a different tone,

The good times turned to stone…..and Charley’s heart gave way. Charley he went away. Yeah, old Charley went away.

 

by John Patrick Seekamp  c  2018