Routine Apparitions (a fictional work and an online novel in blog form that is free of charge): Keith Abbott’s important notebooks and manuscripts have gone missing. But so is Keith because he died years ago. This doesn’t stop the ghost of the Soto Zen monk from wandering around Longmont Colorado looking for his stuff while busy solving crimes with his zany buddies. Of course he has the help of three teenage rebels. Meanwhile the city is in the grips of formidable conspiracy theory and oddball religious zealots, a few in the shape of Tirzah Pyrestone, Gator Matcha, El-Don Mast, Teary Filisteinsdatter Mast, Rabbi Dianne T. Lakein and so many more! Drawing on Rhino Ritz, An American Mystery Novel by Keith Abbott, of course the antics involve famous dead authors such as Gertrude Stein, Ernest Hemingway and F. Scott Fitzgerald. Read about the ongoing adventures of Keith at:
https://routineapparitions.blogspot.com
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Excerpt:
Gertrude Stein cleared her throat. “I will now call this meeting to order,” she said. “We have received many applications beseeching our help.” She looked sternly at F. Scott Fitzgerard. “But we cannot assist all those in need. We must choose.”
“Fish,” Ernest Hemingway said. “I like the one about fish.”
“I don’t feel that that one was specifically about trout.” Sherwood Anderson said.
“It was succinct,” Gertrude said. “Unlike the others.”
They were sitting at Enrico’s in San Francisco on rue de la Paix.
“Nestor Marzipan,” F. Scott Fitzgerald said, “he knows the fellow.”
“Who doesn’t Nestor Marzipan know?” Ernie asked.
“The point is,” Gertrude said, “this Abbott knows Nestor Marzipan.”
“Point taken, Gertrude,” Sherwood said, “not everyone knows Nestor Marzipan.”
“It’s a pity,” F. Scott Fitzgerald said, gazing into his glass of absinthe, “‘Lie Down Oakland, I think I Love You’ is a poetic masterpiece.”
“What about Abbott? Is he any good?” Sherwood asked.
“We’ll have to find his manuscripts to answer that question.” Ernie said.
“Then it is settled,” Gertrude said.
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