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Hi, I'm Mike Nelson.

Fiction Author

I'm a retired physician who never thought he'd become a published author. I did so in the form of a crime novel trilogy under the name Michael Deeze and thought I was done. But I'm a proud father too and gladly joined my daughter Isabelle in starting a young adult fantasy series based on our travels when she was a young girl. I'm also a Vietnam veteran and have very much enjoyed this aspect of civilian life. Read More

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5 years of bliss

I remember many times in my life, both young and old, when my elders would attempt to impart wisdom upon me.  It usually came in different forms.  Occasionally, it came while they cradled an injured limb of mine.  “Trying to hurry causes […]

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Memories of Christmas

Aged in the mileage of life They place me in the comfortable chair in the corner. Present but only as wallpaper on this Christmas day. Out of the way, an observer of the vigor of their youth,             Safely beyond the chaos […]

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Readin’ and Writin’

                As the character, Barney Fife, Don Knotts once uttered some incredible wisdom.  When asked if he was afraid, he replied; “There’s nothin’ to fear but fear itself—and that’s what I got—fear itself!”  I’ve always thought that was a statement of profound […]

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Country roads

I drive down country roads, far from scheduled time and harried people.  The road, bordered by 3-strand barbed wire fence that defines pasture and contains the placid cattle that walk the same cow path that their predecessors walked, barn to pasture, pasture […]

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Fear Itself

       As the character, Barney Fife, Don Knotts once uttered some incredible wisdom.  When asked if he was afraid, he replied; “There’s nothin’ to fear but fear itself—and that’s what I got—fear itself!”  I’ve always thought that was a statement of profound […]

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The Deathbed Confessions

Coming soon Harry knows a lot of secrets. Secrets people need the answers to but Harry’s not talking. Not yet anyway.

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It’s a frustrating paradox. Late in life I discovered that I like to write. It’s a fascinating process, creating something out of nothing except one’s own imagination. By and large I’m pleased with the finished project-usually. But then once a novel or […]

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Malady of Time

The world glides past, beyond my closed windows and doors It’s pace unchecked Bye my age and infirm. The sound vibrant with worldly life mocks my lust For peace And lost youth. But the current is now too swift For one such […]

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Smoke on the Water

One time, a very long time ago, I was working as a security guard for the ferry company operating between Liverpool, England and Dublin, Ireland.  The job was for six months, and began in late October.   Late October is when the weather […]

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A long time ago

I got stoned last night.  Not politely stoned, not even Friday night stoned.  I got stoned; ripped; layed out.  I got stoned plenty of weed, plenty of alcohol.  It was like I was young again, and just as stupid.  Smoking weed in […]