Profile

Cover photo
Herb. Jones
Attended SFA
Lives in Bossier City Louisiana
186 followers|107,298 views
AboutPostsCollectionsPhotosVideosReviews

Stream

Herb. Jones

Shared publicly  - 
 
**
HERB. JONES THE COEFFICIENT OF JANICE: EXCERPTS FROM CHAPTER ONE Not a Beginning, Not an End OOOOOOOOOO The High Plains Drifter seemed to hang in space; an illusion of course; it was actually traveling at a high rate of speed.  It was registered out of the ...
1
Add a comment...

Herb. Jones

Welcome!  - 
 
THE COEFFICIENT OF JANICE
Excerpts from Chapter 1
The High Plains Drifter seemed to hang in space; an illusion of course; it was actually traveling at a high rate of speed.
OOO
Marshals Gram turned and gave KC one of his patented crooked grins. "I want you to know, I do appreciate your help on this last case."
"I didn't tell you anything, you didn't already know."
"I just appreciate your help."
“It’s a shame you had to put him down.”
"Well, he went for his gun."
OOO
The top deck was covered by a tinted dome, that offered a beautiful panoramic view of the stars. Marshal Gram was traveling parallel to the ship. After one last wave, he moved into a long banking u-turn. Partway through, he vanished; yet another illusion of faster-than-light travel.
OOO
Up a few steps, was the pilot's station. Aonghus McNight stood there. He had Brazilian jazz playing on the sound system and was munching on a salad: field greens; sliced red onion; a pear; chopped pecans; blue cheese; and a homemade dressing made with maple syrup, apple cider, and vinegar.
OOO
"Let me get a cup of coffee, and I'll be right there."
"Change of plans." That was McNight from the pilot's bridge. "We're going to Mud Hill now."
"Who says?"
"Your daddy."
Thurmond Renfield Adderlink, the King of Iron Rock, Snake to his friends; that meant there was no getting out of whatever it was.
"It sounds really important," said Aonghus.
"It always is." She took one last, longing look at the freshly made pot of coffee.
"Ah, crap," she mumbled.
OOO
Watch for the upcoming release of THE COEFFICIENT OF JANICE. Also, watch for excerpts from Chapter 2, coming in about a week.

1
Add a comment...

Herb. Jones

Pimp my Writing  - 
 
THE COEFFICIENT OF JANICE
Excerpts from Chapter 1
The High Plains Drifter seemed to hang in space; an illusion of course; it was actually traveling at a high rate of speed.
OOO
Marshals Gram turned and gave KC one of his patented crooked grins. "I want you to know, I do appreciate your help on this last case."
"I didn't tell you anything, you didn't already know."
"I just appreciate your help."
“It’s a shame you had to put him down.”
"Well, he went for his gun."
OOO
The top deck was covered by a tinted dome, that offered a beautiful panoramic view of the stars. Marshal Gram was traveling parallel to the ship. After one last wave, he moved into a long banking u-turn. Partway through, he vanished; yet another illusion of faster-than-light travel.
OOO
Up a few steps, was the pilot's station. Aonghus McNight stood there. He had Brazilian jazz playing on the sound system and was munching on a salad: field greens; sliced red onion; a pear; chopped pecans; blue cheese; and a homemade dressing made with maple syrup, apple cider, and vinegar.
OOO
"Let me get a cup of coffee, and I'll be right there."
"Change of plans." That was McNight from the pilot's bridge. "We're going to Mud Hill now."
"Who says?"
"Your daddy."
Thurmond Renfield Adderlink, the King of Iron Rock, Snake to his friends; that meant there was no getting out of whatever it was.
"It sounds really important," said Aonghus.
"It always is." She took one last, longing look at the freshly made pot of coffee.
"Ah, crap," she mumbled.
OOO
Watch for the upcoming release of THE COEFFICIENT OF JANICE. Also, watch for excerpts from Chapter 2, coming in about a week.

1
Add a comment...

Herb. Jones

- Fantasy  - 
 
THE COEFFICIENT OF JANICE
Excerpts from Chapter 1
The High Plains Drifter seemed to hang in space; an illusion of course; it was actually traveling at a high rate of speed.
OOO
Marshals Gram turned and gave KC one of his patented crooked grins. "I want you to know, I do appreciate your help on this last case."
"I didn't tell you anything, you didn't already know."
"I just appreciate your help."
“It’s a shame you had to put him down.”
"Well, he went for his gun."
OOO
The top deck was covered by a tinted dome, that offered a beautiful panoramic view of the stars. Marshal Gram was traveling parallel to the ship. After one last wave, he moved into a long banking u-turn. Partway through, he vanished; yet another illusion of faster-than-light travel.
OOO
Up a few steps, was the pilot's station. Aonghus McNight stood there. He had Brazilian jazz playing on the sound system and was munching on a salad: field greens; sliced red onion; a pear; chopped pecans; blue cheese; and a homemade dressing made with maple syrup, apple cider, and vinegar.
OOO
"Let me get a cup of coffee, and I'll be right there."
"Change of plans." That was McNight from the pilot's bridge. "We're going to Mud Hill now."
"Who says?"
"Your daddy."
Thurmond Renfield Adderlink, the King of Iron Rock, Snake to his friends; that meant there was no getting out of whatever it was.
"It sounds really important," said Aonghus.
"It always is." She took one last, longing look at the freshly made pot of coffee.
"Ah, crap," she mumbled.
OOO
Watch for the upcoming release of THE COEFFICIENT OF JANICE. Also, watch for excerpts from Chapter 2, coming in about a week.

1
Add a comment...

Herb. Jones

Fiction  - 
 
THE COEFFICIENT OF JANICE
Excerpts from Chapter 1
The High Plains Drifter seemed to hang in space; an illusion of course; it was actually traveling at a high rate of speed.
OOO
Marshals Gram turned and gave KC one of his patented crooked grins. "I want you to know, I do appreciate your help on this last case."
"I didn't tell you anything, you didn't already know."
"I just appreciate your help."
“It’s a shame you had to put him down.”
"Well, he went for his gun."
OOO
The top deck was covered by a tinted dome, that offered a beautiful panoramic view of the stars. Marshal Gram was traveling parallel to the ship. After one last wave, he moved into a long banking u-turn. Partway through, he vanished; yet another illusion of faster-than-light travel.
OOO
Up a few steps, was the pilot's station. Aonghus McNight stood there. He had Brazilian jazz playing on the sound system and was munching on a salad: field greens; sliced red onion; a pear; chopped pecans; blue cheese; and a homemade dressing made with maple syrup, apple cider, and vinegar.
OOO
"Let me get a cup of coffee, and I'll be right there."
"Change of plans." That was McNight from the pilot's bridge. "We're going to Mud Hill now."
"Who says?"
"Your daddy."
Thurmond Renfield Adderlink, the King of Iron Rock, Snake to his friends; that meant there was no getting out of whatever it was.
"It sounds really important," said Aonghus.
"It always is." She took one last, longing look at the freshly made pot of coffee.
"Ah, crap," she mumbled.
OOO
Watch for the upcoming release of THE COEFFICIENT OF JANICE. Also, watch for excerpts from Chapter 2, coming in about a week.

1
Add a comment...

Herb. Jones

Fiction  - 
 
THE COEFFICIENT OF JANICE
Excerpts from Chapter 1
The High Plains Drifter seemed to hang in space; an illusion of course; it was actually traveling at a high rate of speed.
OOO
Marshals Gram turned and gave KC one of his patented crooked grins. "I want you to know, I do appreciate your help on this last case."
"I didn't tell you anything, you didn't already know."
"I just appreciate your help."
“It’s a shame you had to put him down.”
"Well, he went for his gun."
OOO
The top deck was covered by a tinted dome, that offered a beautiful panoramic view of the stars. Marshal Gram was traveling parallel to the ship. After one last wave, he moved into a long banking u-turn. Partway through, he vanished; yet another illusion of faster-than-light travel.
OOO
Up a few steps, was the pilot's station. Aonghus McNight stood there. He had Brazilian jazz playing on the sound system and was munching on a salad: field greens; sliced red onion; a pear; chopped pecans; blue cheese; and a homemade dressing made with maple syrup, apple cider, and vinegar.
OOO
"Let me get a cup of coffee, and I'll be right there."
"Change of plans." That was McNight from the pilot's bridge. "We're going to Mud Hill now."
"Who says?"
"Your daddy."
Thurmond Renfield Adderlink, the King of Iron Rock, Snake to his friends; that meant there was no getting out of whatever it was.
"It sounds really important," said Aonghus.
"It always is." She took one last, longing look at the freshly made pot of coffee.
"Ah, crap," she mumbled.
OOO
Watch for the upcoming release of THE COEFFICIENT OF JANICE. Also, watch for excerpts from Chapter 2, coming in about a week.

1
Add a comment...

Herb. Jones

Fiction  - 
 
THE COEFFICIENT OF JANICE
Excerpts from Chapter 1
The High Plains Drifter seemed to hang in space; an illusion of course; it was actually traveling at a high rate of speed.
OOO
Marshals Gram turned and gave KC one of his patented crooked grins. "I want you to know, I do appreciate your help on this last case."
"I didn't tell you anything, you didn't already know."
"I just appreciate your help."
“It’s a shame you had to put him down.”
"Well, he went for his gun."
OOO
The top deck was covered by a tinted dome, that offered a beautiful panoramic view of the stars. Marshal Gram was traveling parallel to the ship. After one last wave, he moved into a long banking u-turn. Partway through, he vanished; yet another illusion of faster-than-light travel.
OOO
Up a few steps, was the pilot's station. Aonghus McNight stood there. He had Brazilian jazz playing on the sound system and was munching on a salad: field greens; sliced red onion; a pear; chopped pecans; blue cheese; and a homemade dressing made with maple syrup, apple cider, and vinegar.
OOO
"Let me get a cup of coffee, and I'll be right there."
"Change of plans." That was McNight from the pilot's bridge. "We're going to Mud Hill now."
"Who says?"
"Your daddy."
Thurmond Renfield Adderlink, the King of Iron Rock, Snake to his friends; that meant there was no getting out of whatever it was.
"It sounds really important," said Aonghus.
"It always is." She took one last, longing look at the freshly made pot of coffee.
"Ah, crap," she mumbled.
OOO
Watch for the upcoming release of THE COEFFICIENT OF JANICE. Also, watch for excerpts from Chapter 2, coming in about a week.

1
Add a comment...

Herb. Jones

Fiction  - 
 
THE COEFFICIENT OF JANICE
Excerpts from Chapter 1
The High Plains Drifter seemed to hang in space; an illusion of course; it was actually traveling at a high rate of speed.
OOO
Marshals Gram turned and gave KC one of his patented crooked grins. "I want you to know, I do appreciate your help on this last case."
"I didn't tell you anything, you didn't already know."
"I just appreciate your help."
“It’s a shame you had to put him down.”
"Well, he went for his gun."
OOO
The top deck was covered by a tinted dome, that offered a beautiful panoramic view of the stars. Marshal Gram was traveling parallel to the ship. After one last wave, he moved into a long banking u-turn. Partway through, he vanished; yet another illusion of faster-than-light travel.
OOO
Up a few steps, was the pilot's station. Aonghus McNight stood there. He had Brazilian jazz playing on the sound system and was munching on a salad: field greens; sliced red onion; a pear; chopped pecans; blue cheese; and a homemade dressing made with maple syrup, apple cider, and vinegar.
OOO
"Let me get a cup of coffee, and I'll be right there."
"Change of plans." That was McNight from the pilot's bridge. "We're going to Mud Hill now."
"Who says?"
"Your daddy."
Thurmond Renfield Adderlink, the King of Iron Rock, Snake to his friends; that meant there was no getting out of whatever it was.
"It sounds really important," said Aonghus.
"It always is." She took one last, longing look at the freshly made pot of coffee.
"Ah, crap," she mumbled.
OOO
Watch for the upcoming release of THE COEFFICIENT OF JANICE. Also, watch for excerpts from Chapter 2, coming in about a week.

1
Add a comment...

Herb. Jones

Book Promotions  - 
 
THE COEFFICIENT OF JANICE
Excerpts from Chapter 1
The High Plains Drifter seemed to hang in space; an illusion of course; it was actually traveling at a high rate of speed.
OOO
Marshals Gram turned and gave KC one of his patented crooked grins. "I want you to know, I do appreciate your help on this last case."
"I didn't tell you anything, you didn't already know."
"I just appreciate your help."
“It’s a shame you had to put him down.”
"Well, he went for his gun."
OOO
The top deck was covered by a tinted dome, that offered a beautiful panoramic view of the stars. Marshal Gram was traveling parallel to the ship. After one last wave, he moved into a long banking u-turn. Partway through, he vanished; yet another illusion of faster-than-light travel.
OOO
Up a few steps, was the pilot's station. Aonghus McNight stood there. He had Brazilian jazz playing on the sound system and was munching on a salad: field greens; sliced red onion; a pear; chopped pecans; blue cheese; and a homemade dressing made with maple syrup, apple cider, and vinegar.
OOO
"Let me get a cup of coffee, and I'll be right there."
"Change of plans." That was McNight from the pilot's bridge. "We're going to Mud Hill now."
"Who says?"
"Your daddy."
Thurmond Renfield Adderlink, the King of Iron Rock, Snake to his friends; that meant there was no getting out of whatever it was.
"It sounds really important," said Aonghus.
"It always is." She took one last, longing look at the freshly made pot of coffee.
"Ah, crap," she mumbled.
OOO
Watch for the upcoming release of THE COEFFICIENT OF JANICE. Also, watch for excerpts from Chapter 2, coming in about a week.

1
Add a comment...

Herb. Jones

Introductions  - 
 
THE COEFFICIENT OF JANICE
Excerpts from Chapter 1
The High Plains Drifter seemed to hang in space; an illusion of course; it was actually traveling at a high rate of speed.
OOO
Marshals Gram turned and gave KC one of his patented crooked grins. "I want you to know, I do appreciate your help on this last case."
"I didn't tell you anything, you didn't already know."
"I just appreciate your help."
“It’s a shame you had to put him down.”
"Well, he went for his gun."
OOO
The top deck was covered by a tinted dome, that offered a beautiful panoramic view of the stars. Marshal Gram was traveling parallel to the ship. After one last wave, he moved into a long banking u-turn. Partway through, he vanished; yet another illusion of faster-than-light travel.
OOO
Up a few steps, was the pilot's station. Aonghus McNight stood there. He had Brazilian jazz playing on the sound system and was munching on a salad: field greens; sliced red onion; a pear; chopped pecans; blue cheese; and a homemade dressing made with maple syrup, apple cider, and vinegar.
OOO
"Let me get a cup of coffee, and I'll be right there."
"Change of plans." That was McNight from the pilot's bridge. "We're going to Mud Hill now."
"Who says?"
"Your daddy."
Thurmond Renfield Adderlink, the King of Iron Rock, Snake to his friends; that meant there was no getting out of whatever it was.
"It sounds really important," said Aonghus.
"It always is." She took one last, longing look at the freshly made pot of coffee.
"Ah, crap," she mumbled.
OOO
Watch for the upcoming release of THE COEFFICIENT OF JANICE. Also, watch for excerpts from Chapter 2, coming in about a week.

1
Add a comment...
 
THE COEFFICIENT OF JANICE
Excerpts from Chapter 1
The High Plains Drifter seemed to hang in space; an illusion of course; it was actually traveling at a high rate of speed.
OOO
Marshals Gram turned and gave KC one of his patented crooked grins. "I want you to know, I do appreciate your help on this last case."
"I didn't tell you anything, you didn't already know."
"I just appreciate your help."
“It’s a shame you had to put him down.”
"Well, he went for his gun."
OOO
The top deck was covered by a tinted dome, that offered a beautiful panoramic view of the stars. Marshal Gram was traveling parallel to the ship. After one last wave, he moved into a long banking u-turn. Partway through, he vanished; yet another illusion of faster-than-light travel.
OOO
Up a few steps, was the pilot's station. Aonghus McNight stood there. He had Brazilian jazz playing on the sound system and was munching on a salad: field greens; sliced red onion; a pear; chopped pecans; blue cheese; and a homemade dressing made with maple syrup, apple cider, and vinegar.
OOO
"Let me get a cup of coffee, and I'll be right there."
"Change of plans." That was McNight from the pilot's bridge. "We're going to Mud Hill now."
"Who says?"
"Your daddy."
Thurmond Renfield Adderlink, the King of Iron Rock, Snake to his friends; that meant there was no getting out of whatever it was.
"It sounds really important," said Aonghus.
"It always is." She took one last, longing look at the freshly made pot of coffee.
"Ah, crap," she mumbled.
OOO
Watch for the upcoming release of THE COEFFICIENT OF JANICE. Also, watch for excerpts from Chapter 2, coming in about a week.

1
1
Add a comment...

Herb. Jones

Discussion  - 
 
THE COEFFICIENT OF JANICE
Excerpts from Chapter 1
The High Plains Drifter seemed to hang in space; an illusion of course; it was actually traveling at a high rate of speed.
OOO
Marshals Gram turned and gave KC one of his patented crooked grins. "I want you to know, I do appreciate your help on this last case."
"I didn't tell you anything, you didn't already know."
"I just appreciate your help."
“It’s a shame you had to put him down.”
"Well, he went for his gun."
OOO
The top deck was covered by a tinted dome, that offered a beautiful panoramic view of the stars. Marshal Gram was traveling parallel to the ship. After one last wave, he moved into a long banking u-turn. Partway through, he vanished; yet another illusion of faster-than-light travel.
OOO
Up a few steps, was the pilot's station. Aonghus McNight stood there. He had Brazilian jazz playing on the sound system and was munching on a salad: field greens; sliced red onion; a pear; chopped pecans; blue cheese; and a homemade dressing made with maple syrup, apple cider, and vinegar.
OOO
"Let me get a cup of coffee, and I'll be right there."
"Change of plans." That was McNight from the pilot's bridge. "We're going to Mud Hill now."
"Who says?"
"Your daddy."
Thurmond Renfield Adderlink, the King of Iron Rock, Snake to his friends; that meant there was no getting out of whatever it was.
"It sounds really important," said Aonghus.
"It always is." She took one last, longing look at the freshly made pot of coffee.
"Ah, crap," she mumbled.
OOO
Watch for the upcoming release of THE COEFFICIENT OF JANICE. Also, watch for excerpts from Chapter 2, coming in about a week.

1
Add a comment...
Herb.'s Collections
Story
Tagline
Deep thoughts or too much time on my hands. You decide.
Bragging rights
Did nothing in particular, but did it well.
Education
  • SFA
    Theater and Speech
Basic Information
Gender
Male
Collections Herb. is following
View all
Work
Occupation
Odd jobs. Military, Telemarketer, Casino dealer, real estate agent. Now completely retired and unashamed.
Places
Map of the places this user has livedMap of the places this user has livedMap of the places this user has lived
Currently
Bossier City Louisiana
Previously
Center Texas. - Edwards AFB California - Alconbury RAF England - Wesbadan Hospital Germany. - Barksdal AFB Louisiana. - Suwon AFB, South Korea - Alconbury RAF England - Peterson AFB, Colorado Springs, Colorado - Kadena AFB, Okinawa Japan.
Links
Contributor to
Their burgers taste like burgers used to taste like, before burgers tasted like pre-fab mass produced burgers like they do now.
Food: GoodDecor: GoodService: Good
Public - 3 years ago
reviewed 3 years ago
1 review
Map
Map
Map