A new forum

[J. Winters von Knife]

Gentlemen,

I am very happy to say I have found this forum,
a nice, new and 'a small forum'.
Most of my favorite forums are small and I feel more comfortable
in a small, familiar forum like this one.
I hope to learn some good writing ideas here.

My name is Jack and I make knives.
I go by jacktheknife, J. Knife, or just Knife to my friends.
I write under J. Winters {my middle name} von Knife
{I am of 25% 'Blut der Deutschland'}
25% German blood and 75% Scott blood.
I am 58 years old and have survived three murder attempts in the last 9 years.

That is my point...

Publicity vs Advertising...

I have this book I am putting the finishing touches on
and I think it is unique in the extreme.
An idea for an ebook which should make me at least enough money
to 'get me' some beer now and then.

But first, 'Publicity vs advertising'.
I used to be in the roofing business and owned Hamilton Roofing co.
The biggest job I ever sold was 250 squares and was $49,400.00.
Of which I made $21.500.00 -20% tax in six weeks in the summer in Texas.
I know advertising and publicity and one needs both.

If you have no publicity then you must advertise.
But there is nothing like publicity as it's better,
and its free.
Meaning in the roofing business, dozens of 'your signs'
in peoples yards all over the area.
It means word of mouth advertising by your satisfied customers.
It better than advertising and best of all
'it's free'.

I am a disabled coma patient.
My spine has been broken so badly that I was reported 'dead' after laying in a ditch all night,
by the same police department that six years later,
is having five of their officers sent to prison for conspiracy,
conspiracy to commit murder,
to murder me!

99.5 years is the penalty,
and I am assured by the Sheriff and the Rangers
that "they have absolutely no defense",
"they're dead".
[unquote]

And I put them there,
and I did it alone,
and it was easy,
because I am a hunter and a trapper.

The book is everything I have written since I woke up in the hospital nine years ago.
Waking up from a coma,
seeing my girlfriend 'Marci' sitting there beside my bed.
Then passing right back out.
It made me feel real secure to know she was there.
I have 110 stories all written down and stored in 'my story stash',
which is in a private forum format.
They are basically the story of my life.
Everything that ever happened like my friend from 1959
{the fourth grade} who trained a crow to cuss.
To stories of hunting with my hounds like 'the Story of old Sport'.

Imagine this...
First I am slowly waking up from a coma.

Then hospital stories, coming home stories, recovery
and re-establishing my nural connective links.
My new hound and the Hog we killed, me right home from the hospital.
The old stories from the pre-coma days, will be worked in as flashbacks.
From waking up from one murder, recovery,
and how I wrote all my lifetime experiences down,
finishing about the time I got murdered again,
and this time by five short, fat, cowardly small time cops.
They messed with the wrong man however and I proved it.

One Texas Ranger said to a Sheriff deputy:
"Who figured this out"?
"Jack did" was the answer.
"He walked into the Lancaster police department and asked Sergent Ovilla:
"I wanna talk to your highest ranking officer on duty".
"Right now!"
"And you could have heard Jack screaming at Lt Boone
all over the building and they were behind two locked doors
and Lt. Boone was armed".

"You fat fxxx"!
Look at me when I am talking to you"!
"Perhaps that was what they wanted,
me to go for my glove box so they could shoot me in the back 18 times"!
There it is!
There it is!
There's that terror in your eyes"!
Got you fat boy"!
And I did!

The Ranger told the deputy:
"If I knew I was going to the pen for the rest of my life,
I would have shot Jack".
The deputy said:
"Boones a coward and Jack's not".

So, talk about publicity!

Five policemen busted for murder by the near victim,
and him a disabled coma patient,

That's a total of 497.5 years,
but I don't think they will last a year down in Huntsville.
They'll kill them.

I told 'one of their friends' last week:
"Tell Boone he will die in prison an old, short,
fat codger with no hair or teeth,
dying in some old bed a hundred people have died in,
and be buried out back in the prison burying ground.
Just a forgotten piece of meat".

And I put him there.
And till that day he will get the dog sxxx beat out of him
every morning before breakfast by everybody in the cage.
And I put him there too.
And it was easy.
Because he is stupid.

And would you tell Bolton something?
Sure...
"You can't trap a trapper".


Now 'couldn't y'all' think of about a million ways to capitilize
on a situation like that one?
A million ways to write about it and make it interesting.
The publicity when it makes the 'world news' would be monumental

I'll get me' a T shirt with the U.R.L. to my Blog,
where the ebook will be advertised.
And standing in front of all those T.V. cameras
it will be the writers dream,
the salesman's dream too,
won't it?


J. Winters von Knife
{and his world famous coon hound 'Sandymay'♥}
http://jacksknifeshop.tripod.com/

[J. Winters von Knife]

Gentlemen,

You will remember last time...
I woke up from a five week coma and 'my Marci'
was sitting there.

From that moment till six years later I am going to the store for half a gallon of milk,
corn tortillas and fresh Jalapenos.
And I almost died there in the street.
With no houses or cars around there would have been no witnesses.
But I sensed it.
So they settled for re-crushing my spine.
Now I don't like to read about stuff like that
and I wouldn't expect others to either.

One way to organize 110 disjointed short stories into a 'book',
without dwelling on being hurt by the people
who are supposed to help people not hurt them.
Without being so depressing as to be unreadable,
is to not mention the police but for the official letters I wrote to the city,
{the Major, members of the city council and the city manager} same letter.
The same letter but it got better as it was sent up the rank of higher and higher Government offices.
The Texas Rangers who investigate corrupt municipal police departments.
the District Attorney who initiates the investigation.
The Attorney General in Austin,
the Houston office of the F.B.I.

I spent ten months writing one letter and finding out where it was supposed to go.
All the action in the first paragraph to grab the readers attention.
The 'Edgar Rice Burroughs' over lapping cliff hanger technique,
to hold the readers attention all the way through.
Coupled with sufficient name dropping,
Lt's and Sargents on the Sheriffs department, friends
and my disability judge.

Ten months writing the letter and two months
{with all my disability money}
for Kinko's copy and postage to send all the five or six letters out.
I didn't drink any beer or do anything else for a year.
24 hours a day I worked on the letters and every one that went out was better than the last.
The chief of police quit the next day,
took his retirement money and ran like a whipped dog.

I could put the cop killer letters at the front or at the back.
The dead cop letters are the selling point of the entire book.
Of course the poor coma patient, accordionist is cool but nothing much happens in his life.
Till he gets almost gunned down but survives and
'kills his enemies'.
With great style too!
'It's the contrast thing'


I am trying to make sense of and to organize the last nine years
of my life into an interesting story.
Publicity 'ain't no problem'.
And I am...
a salesman.


J. Winters von Knife
and Sandymay
asleep on our bed in there.
http://jacksknifeshop.blogspot.com/

[J. Winters von Knife]

Gentlemen,

I have been trying to learn how to link PayPal,
& ebay, get those 'shopping cart buttons on the blog'
{and make them work}
and get ready to sell some stories.
See the buttons on my blog?
I intend to use the new and improved blog as an ebook sales site.
People can down load the ebook as soon as it is paid for
and I can be asleep.
My computer doesn't have to even be on.
I am just learning how to do that.


Good night y'all,


J. Knife himself

[J. Winters von Knife]

Gentlemen,

Here is a link to some of my stories.

http://www.writing.com/main/my_portfolio


J. Knife