New Novella! The Pan-Galactic Amusement Park.

I’ve published on Smashwords.com a new novella, The Pan-Galactic Memory Bank. So far t’s free, but I’ll soon change that… It’s about Arnold, a slightly twisted Space Hero far in the future and his adventures as he tries to It, Creator of the Universe. Arnold has a few annoying questions he wants to ask, while spreading his Scheme of Imaginative Logic, an insane philosophy that many find quite pleasing even if it brings chaos to their lives. The Arnold Chronicles also make fun of prejudices, sex, the banking system, conservative politics, war, fashion, especially religion, and of course hairstyles. The stories are ostensible written by Igor Prince, the main characters of my novels except one. Arnold also has a companion, an android named Cassandra, beautiful and brilliant, and he forgets she isn’t human. Oh, in the end, Arnold does meet It. The Creator apparently is absent-minded and has girl friend problems…

Click on the link below to read this.

https://www.smashwords.com/books/search?query=pan-galactic+amusement+park

A special Place For the Well Off

I wish Obama had shown some intestinal fortitude & not signed the bill that lets the Sequester avoid the FAA. Perhaps some inconvenience for those who fly might alert them to cancelled Head Start programs, school meals, housing vouchers, etc. These people have no voice to their supposed representatives in Congress, but Oh! Save me God from having a delay at the airport! Maybe then they’ll get the Sequester, an idea straight from the graveyard for Lunatics.
Most conservatives are against arts funding, which I believe is a measly 37 cents here, vs about $50 in Finland– who also appear to have the world’s best educational system. There are no private schools there virtually, and their simple philosophy is equality in education. Learning to read is the most important thing of all.

Time Travel & the novel Raina

I’d like to write about time travel, although I doubt it’s possible, despite that physics in the future will look like magic to us, just as modern consumer electronics would be magic to people just a hundred years ago. Obviously I like physics, since I have a main character, Igor in several novels, whose personal philosophy of life is based on Heisenberg’s Uncertainty Principal. This is about as absurd as one can get, but great fun.
On another light, I’m having great fun finishing Raina, the erotic adventure written to a high standard. She and the other nine students in this special program are essentially geniuses that have agreed to be the companions, not escorts, of truly wealthy men (or women), just as much for their intellectual abilities and language skills as any sexual availibility. They are not required to be unusually beautiful, but some are, notably Raina, upon whom the story centers. They are also from all over the world. Now I am writing their adventures after they graduate. Astrid and Raina will wind up in Russia a great deal I think. Sun Hoo will spend her time amassing a fortune, mostly in California. The goal of all of them is to pay for college and graduate school without being horribly in debt or joining the military, which they will all accomplish nicely. Some of them will even become quite altruistic, some of them will advance to high posts in government and business. All in all, great fun.

Progress of the Inane

I’m getting near the end of writing Raina, & it’s been rather fun. I’ve tried to create an erotic novel with well developed characters, an international cast; not just about sex. Of course it is about sex, but there’s more to it, like a complex mystery that takes us into history, my specialty, about how the mysterious Institute came about that Raina and her friends work for. Not that they stay there, for eventually their jobs as companions and advisers to the wealthy takes them all over the world and to many adventures. So far all we know is that their direct boss, Denise, is of Russian heritage, but then what are all these unusual Chinese workers doing around, & what language do they speak exactly? Finally Raina’s lover Vadim, from Germany, mostly figures it out.

At any rate, as soon as it is finished I will post it for 99 cents on Amazon and Smashwords so you can get it for both a Kindle or a Nook if that’s they way you wish.

Getting Rid of Stupid White People

To the Editor:

We are proposing that perhaps it is time for some of the southern states voluntarily from the Union known as The United States. Sure we fought the worst war in our history about it, and it’s illegal, since state officials swear an oath to the US Constitution, and the Supreme Court says it is illegal, but what if a majority of states supported it, this time around for the benefit of the rest of us? Southerners always seem to be circulating petitions to do so, so why not? Crazies like governor Rick Perry of Texas often ramble about how Texas has a special dispensation to succeed, which is false, since the law says only that Texas may divide itself into five separate states. (While we are at it, perhaps a special law ought to be passed prohibiting any governor of Texas from becoming president, or at least think twice about it.)
But let’s suggest it to the southern states this time, and make it legal too. What most Southerners ignore in their worship of the Confederate past was that they were legally guilty of treason. But now, with a new ruling, it wouldn’t be, so let them go. If they want to form a new confederacy, let them, we don’t care. It would likely be a Confederacy of dunces anyway. The south has held back the rest of the nation since the Civil War, in education, economics, politically, scientifically, and about anyway one can think of. They are a financial burden too, most of them receiving from Washington more than they send, even while complaining about big government. Plus there’s that little issue about gun control too: As free Southern states, people can have all the automatic military weapons they want to shoot each other, since they aren’t very useful in hunting. What fun is there in mowing down a herd of deer in three seconds, not to mention the legality?
There’s that issue about education too. Texas, since it buys an enormous amount of school textbooks, usually sets the tone for what textbook publishers aim for when they are written or compiled. Thus the rest of the nation is stuck with the lowest common denominator in texts, where evolution is just a notion and creationism is gospel. Let Southerners believe whatever they want, who cares? But then we can finally get accurate texts and thank the Internet. Let the South censor the Internet if they want. They can put up all the monuments they want, put the Ten Commandments in courtrooms and classrooms, and use the Confederate flag again. They can have [more] theme parks where blonde families happily farm while docile dinosaurs graze peacefully in the background in their six thousand year old world. They can ignore vaccinations if they want as part of a government plot. They can return modern medicine back to mustard poultices for all we care. Plus they can have all the religious freedom they want, as long as they agree with each other. They can reduce mandatory education to the 8th grade if they wish, since it’s about all they can afford with what’s budgeted for schools.
We as presumably allies will continue to import goods from the south, like their writers, some music, even the cars made there, since few southerners will be able to afford a new car since they hate unions so much and are wiling to work for less. They can even join the US Army as many foreigners do, since they are after all good shots and like shooting.
About that climate change issue: The South can believe pretty much whatever they want, but when over a thousand counties are declared emergency disaster areas due to drought, they might think again. Of course there will soon be little need for New Yorkers to retire to Florida, for they will be getting pretty much the same climate in Maryland, Pennsylvania, and New York. And hey guys! We’ve got water! The Great Lakes! Every representative and senator in Kansas voted against federal aid to New York and Jersey for Hurricane Sandy, but gladly accept federal farm aid for their drought, which doesn’t have to be voted on. By the way, Kansas receives $1.12 for every dollar it sends to the government, typical among many red states.
The South has been holding the rest of us back for generations. Now we can develop some of those horrible “socialist” programs like universal healthcare, which every developed country in the world has, even Rwanda. The South has been particularly resistant to Obama’s Affordable Healthcare Act, despite the fact that the Federal government would pay for increased benefits for many years. What’s more important, the health of its citizens or ideology? They can do as they wish about abortion and birth control too, which would likely be none of either. (But don’t take care of or educate those kids once they are born!) Republicans in the south have since the days of Nixon repeatedly avoided voting their own interests, rather they are manipulated by “social” issues like family values, abortion, etc., to vote Republican when the Republican’s true interest is about money, namely more money for the 1%. The south, and I mean specifically dumb white voters, with little education; work hard at impoverishing themselves in the delusional attempt at to legislate their version of morality.
What is going to happen to blacks or immigrants in the south? Why, they would be free to emigrate north, just as every wave of immigrants has revitalized our country. Besides, they could avoid that really hot unpleasant weather that’s getting hotter.
We do not want to punish all of the south. Perhaps we could make some exemption, like free city status for Atlanta and Athens, GA, New Orleans, and Austin, TX. We don’t want to punish them at all really, since they are pretty good at punishing themselves. At least the Mississippi flows from north to south too, with their views on the EPA. Then they can drill all they want down there too. Pretty soon a lot of it will be underwater anyway, like Florida.
But you don’t have to believe us, since as a famous southern writer once said, you could look it up. Besides, a lot of them sure talk funny to our Yankee ears.
Arizona—it has to go too. Maybe their crazy sheriff can be the new minister of state security.

Very Truly Yours,

Alex Park
Russell Quinlan, Esq.

1072 Words

Letter to the editor for Buffalo New regarding the election

Would you buy a car from someone if they refused to tell you the details, color, specs, even the price, until you signed a contract? That’s exactly what Romney & Ryan are doing; they won’t reveal how they will solve all financial problems until after the election. First they said, “We’ll put our facts on the table,” then…they didn’t. Sort of like the thing about the tax returns; we can see all of last year’s returns—after the election. But only two years, please.

I think you might find some huge surprises if Romney were elected, like increased everything for the middleclass, while the wealthy go laughing away with more tax breaks. They. Don’t. Need.

No more Medicaid when your parents need a nursing home. College or want to start a business? Borrow from your parents, says Mitt. Medicare, which you’ve paid in all your life? Get a coupon, sorry if it’s not enough. The whole premise of voting for the GOP is illogical, since these are the guys who ran up the deficit. Reagan quadrupled it, Bush Sr. doubled it down, and then his son knocked it out of the park with tax cuts during wartime, mostly for the wealthy. Unheard of. The middleclass, as Romney defines it, “Those who make $200,000 to $250,000 or less,” are really going to be hit, and that’s why you can’t have details. I sure would like to be in that imaginary middleclass of his.

They blocked Obama in Congress seeking economic growth with an agenda only to remove him, not help the people as a whole, which seems a bit treasonous, and then they blame him for not fixing their mess.

Businessmen elected to office: Chris Collins and Herbert Hoover as president.

At least Hoover became a great humanitarian.

Collins, not so much.

Synopsis of Novels

His first novel, Running From the Paranoids, 2004, is very interesting but badly written; so don’t buy it, although it might be amusing to read excerpts that can be found on Amazon. It is being rewritten by me and edited by a talented editor, Luane Spingola, who is down in the NYC area. (Probably pulling her hair out.) The characters are pretty cool, Igor Prince is the only son of wealthy German expats living a pretty dissolute live in the Village until he meets a struggling actress, Allyson Olafsson, from Minnesota, by talking to her on a phone sex chat line. Igor’s idea of a vacation is a few days in a psych hospital after a bout of public intoxication. He has strange ideas, like living his life according to Heisenberg’s Uncertainty Principal, and the Scheme of Imaginative Logic, a philosophy he has developed, but I won’t say what it is here. His mother, a famous biologist, and an old Finnish war hero, Lazlo, in Brazil, Sri Lanka, and Thailand, raised Igor on the fly. Some odd, amusing, sexy, and strange things happen as Allyson seeks to help him find meaning in life beyond pure amusement, and speaking of that, they eventually publish a hit novel called the Pan-Galactic Amusement Park. It is about the adventures of a fictional space hero, Arnold, far in the future. There is also his friend Otto, who owns a small brewery, Pardeau, a wealthy and twisted stockbroker, and his ex-girlfriend Nadine, an almost supermodel. Wait until I’m finished, then buy many copies.

http://www.amazon.com/Running-Paranoids-Alex-Park/dp/141845334X/ref=la_B007HO73W0_1_2?ie=UTF8&qid=1345739910&sr=1-2

Count of Chaos, 2007, is an insidious book of some 800 pages about a secretive billionaire living in the Alphabets on Avenue C in his private castle-like brownstone. Nathan Tryphon owns Tryphon Chaos, a firm that specializes in information and currency transfers with its flawless encryption technology using chaos theory. Everyone uses him, huge multinational banks, governments, the CIA, Mossad, conglomerates like Bechtel, The Carlyle Group, and drug lords too, and everyone hates and fears him, for he knows everything. But Tryphon lives openly, dating a supermodel, another famous party girl, and yet he falls in love with a young homeless poet, Kari, bringing her finally to live with him. He also insinuates himself into the lives of four college students who own a deli and liquor store nearby, changing their lives forever. He is a lover, fiercely protective and kind to those he cares for, and a killer to others, and nobody realizes he is gradually taking over the world. A haunting realistic fantasy, twisted and scary, sexual and romantic. With its enigmatic ending, this book scares some readers.

http://www.amazon.com/Count-Chaos-Alex-Park/dp/1425999441/ref=la_B007HO73W0_1_1?ie=UTF8&qid=1345739860&sr=1-1

Elephant Park, 2011. In a nearly forgotten trailer Park on the Gulf Coast of Florida, a cashiered Iraq war hero, Brody, struggles to help the mostly unlucky residents even as he strives to find love and some peace. Nearby is an elephant rehab park, run by two women who are partners, operating it with virtually no money. Roxy, who has a poetry degree, is even a stripper at a roadside dive to help support their four retired circus elephants.

Brody’s struggle intensifies when the owners secretly tell him they are shutting the park down to build beachfront condos. The park is inhabited by some odd bikers, single parents desperately making ends meet while raising children, some couples that have lost the American Dream, a few lucky retirees with pensions, and a few ignored teens and kids, even a group of New York City Jews. Things get even worse when a huge hurricane runs right over them, wrecking half the park. One of the women of the elephant park and an elephant are lost, leaving Roxy to care for the place alone.

Meanwhile, Brody has finally found happiness with Tomsin, a college student with a big secret. Tomsin also looks after a couple of older teens that are abandoned by their parents, as many don’t return after Hurricane Kari. A wealthy military divorcee, Mrs. Toms, adds fuel to everything.

In the Prologue, we find a luxury yacht marooned in an old canal next to the park after a hurricane. Independently wealthy, Igor & Allyson are famous for a novel they wrote, The Pan-Galactic Amusement Park. They are casually sailing around the world, their son safely in Paris with Nadine, a lover to them both. Their stories are explained in the first novel, Running From the Paranoids. The second book in the series, Elephant Park also stands alone.

Both of them decide to stay a while under the guise of being shipwrecked, for they have found something curious and worthwhile to do in helping rescue the park. Igor has grown up with his biologist mother, and is familiar with elephants from his time in Thailand with her. He is an eccentric, gleefully so, often speaking of Heisenberg’s Uncertainty Principle as a philosophy of life, so it left to Allyson, a stunning Swedish beauty and actress, to keep him grounded.

Quietly, and with Brody’s subtle leadership, and the help of a few unusual educated bikers who are construction workers, a miscreant engineer named Michaelmas, an Italian contractor, and some drifting Cuban field workers they get the Elephant Park back on its feet. They rescue the trailer park people from an evangelical church where they seek refuge from the storm, and gradually make life tolerable again in the ruined park. Neither FEMA nor anyone else helps them, just Igor’s money, given mostly anonymously.

Not everyone returns after the wreckage, for some parents abandon their kids, but new families are created in the wreckage of the park. Tomsin’s mother, a raving beauty in her own right, is deeply involved, as she is both a teacher and a private jet host with a keen business sense and an ability with languages— and another hidden secret.

But they are left with a dilemma: the park must be vacated, what is left of it. Allyson creates an unusual solution.

There is a strong sense of ecology throughout the book, in Michaelmas’s and Igor’s careful plans. Also Tomsin, her mother, and Brody are all biologists.

But most of all it is the sense of community in this band of mismatched people who create new lives and new families for themselves, and do so in a spirit of cooperation. There is also a fair amount of humor and some eroticism in the tale.

Later the third book in the series, Skinny Dipping With Uranium, will be available.

I highly recommend you buy this book NOW, instantly as an ebook only at this time. You can get it at Amazon, or www.Smashwords.com, where you can read the first 20% for free too. Only 88k words or so, it’s fairly short and sweet and great fun.

http://www.amazon.com/Elephant-Park-ebook/dp/B007FSWSEQ/ref=la_B007HO73W0_1_3?ie=UTF8&qid=1345738466&sr=1-3

Coming Soon:

Raina, 2012. An erotic literary adventure. A mysterious Institute in Rhode Island procures exotic women for its ultra-wealthy clients. A Russian accented madam with a curious history enlists ten women to be indentured for a year, young women of particular talents who can’t afford college for various reasons, like our pathetic economy. Not particularly chosen for their beauty, although some are, or sexual experience, these women are extremely talented with computers, business, and are all multi-lingual. They are to be companions, not escorts, advisors to their rich benefactors. From all over the world, the story is centered around Raina, a Romanian beauty who grew up in Chicago. Their education and adventures, their travels, and how these women rise to positions of great power and wealth themselves, is great fun, and primarily written for women, who after all, are usually smarter than men. Much better than some recent gray stuff.

 

Bio

Alex Park is a novelist who lives in upstate New York. He attended an unusual boarding school in Lenox, Massachusetts, which helped make him more eccentric and perhaps [marginally] insane. Wandering around aimlessly, he lived in various parts of country, especially around NYC, and Juarez, Mexico, with about 4 years in New England, including New Haven, where he worked at, appropriately, a psychiatric hospital (Before living in New Jersey and working with schizophrenics). He has lived with a number of fine women, in most cases making their lives a creative but twisted alternate reality. One roommate, Carmen Einfinger, even became a famous artist. (She’s very good, look her up!) He has studied German history since about age 12, and it is odd but true that the aforementioned boarding school started in Prague, but relocated to the US in the 1930’s because the owners were both prescient and Jewish. He was graduated from University of Buffalo with a degree in European history, but has little aptitude and is too lazy to learn German well. He wanted a PhD, but realized he didn’t like teaching because students were involved. He accidentally got degrees in English and biology and some medical stuff. Likes sailing and swimming, and is not very good at either. He is also a very bad painter, but enjoys it for the suffering it inflicts on others. This is really all he can do, so please go along with it.

 

When the final goodbyes are being said, and people are waving, he wants to be the one leaving, hopefully sailing away, and the imaginary crowds are probably cheering that.